<?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-16576631</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:30:30.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Ur Dreams</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-2110421653645275787</id><published>2008-06-09T09:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T09:24:30.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What I Will Be Doing For The Next Chapter of My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEyF5Fid4kI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Vg8TpGsvFhk/s1600-h/What+Baby+Is+Doing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209686084746601026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEyF5Fid4kI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Vg8TpGsvFhk/s320/What+Baby+Is+Doing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-2110421653645275787?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/2110421653645275787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/2110421653645275787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-i-will-be-doing-for-next-chapter.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEyF5Fid4kI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Vg8TpGsvFhk/s72-c/What+Baby+Is+Doing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-7275172589226136908</id><published>2008-05-31T10:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T10:52:13.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dumplings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to make those triangular yummies again. This year I get to help mummy out. =D I think the last time was 4 years back? Was so proud of myself then, and I went ard distributing my ba zhangs in school. lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's tiring eh.. I dun tink I can handle being a career woman cum good housewife (which is my dream la), maybe I'll settle for a good wife cum housewife (lolx.. if reality permits =P). I Love my mum, and look up to her as my model -grins-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparing the ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEC5A1cdi9I/AAAAAAAAALw/yW5r978FCpk/s1600-h/DSC01493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206364593237887954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEC5A1cdi9I/AAAAAAAAALw/yW5r978FCpk/s320/DSC01493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEC5Bcfr7GI/AAAAAAAAAL4/WX9kH7vFcVU/s1600-h/DSC01494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206364603720395874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEC5Bcfr7GI/AAAAAAAAAL4/WX9kH7vFcVU/s320/DSC01494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEC5BslCaII/AAAAAAAAAMA/rAjTuK-_snM/s1600-h/DSC01498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206364608037808258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEC5BslCaII/AAAAAAAAAMA/rAjTuK-_snM/s320/DSC01498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEC5CH9vVMI/AAAAAAAAAMI/2S5gd8QYibA/s1600-h/DSC01499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206364615389172930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEC5CH9vVMI/AAAAAAAAAMI/2S5gd8QYibA/s320/DSC01499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;Mummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEC5C2ssGTI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Mv1CtAfx1Oc/s1600-h/DSC01500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206364627934124338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEC5C2ssGTI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Mv1CtAfx1Oc/s320/DSC01500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;Re-training, under guidance.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEC5REpZ07I/AAAAAAAAAMY/NDm9yutsdIs/s1600-h/DSC01501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206364872196608946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEC5REpZ07I/AAAAAAAAAMY/NDm9yutsdIs/s320/DSC01501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;Did I pass? =P&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEC5RgZpBPI/AAAAAAAAAMg/x0CqeDzLzSg/s1600-h/DSC01503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206364879646688498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEC5RgZpBPI/AAAAAAAAAMg/x0CqeDzLzSg/s320/DSC01503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;My Aunie is a Pro, I'll juz let her take over from here. -sweat-&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Great start to my day! There's hosting tonite by my fav DJ, do catch him at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rs9.radiostreamer.com:9800/listen.pls"&gt;http://rs9.radiostreamer.com:9800/listen.pls&lt;/a&gt; from 10pm! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-7275172589226136908?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/7275172589226136908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/7275172589226136908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2008/05/dumplings-its-time-to-make-those.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEC5A1cdi9I/AAAAAAAAALw/yW5r978FCpk/s72-c/DSC01493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-9028646017901098105</id><published>2008-05-30T22:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T23:38:11.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Getting Ready to Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat an coincidence, met shanshan and yukai while I was at PS. Great seeing you girl, hope to catch you soon too. Talking about it now, feel like going down for lunch with you at the market. Tee hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settled some issues that have been bothering me. At least I felt alot better, and I've reali tried my best. If it's not gonna work, it's time to move on. (Sometimes it's juz amazing, as you decided to give up, u talk things out, and things actuali turn for the better.) Well, we'll see if things will reali improve these few weeks. Then I'll give myself 2 months to cool it down, from then, I'll be reali busy too. I juz hope everyone can be happy. Keep the hopes up high! Jia You my frens! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to write more if I have the time, and document my days with my nicey camera. keke.. Stayed posted for my coming summer.. =P (I'm reali thrilled about this, 3 more weeks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEAZhT50-jI/AAAAAAAAAKg/RMUb4BJgGm8/s1600-h/DSC01467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206189229309491762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEAZhT50-jI/AAAAAAAAAKg/RMUb4BJgGm8/s320/DSC01467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Seen any bus like tat? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEAZiD50-kI/AAAAAAAAAKo/O_Ep7Mb_Tb0/s1600-h/DSC01470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206189242194393666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEAZiD50-kI/AAAAAAAAAKo/O_Ep7Mb_Tb0/s320/DSC01470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;It's actuali a lounge-like bus enticing people to join us in NTU. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEAZiT50-lI/AAAAAAAAAKw/YatOIRhJ4d0/s1600-h/DSC01474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206189246489360978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEAZiT50-lI/AAAAAAAAAKw/YatOIRhJ4d0/s320/DSC01474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saw MYSELF at the Insect Exhibition!&lt;br /&gt;(for those who know me well, you shld know I LOVE my Star sign.)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEAZij50-mI/AAAAAAAAAK4/oAkH7XeKorQ/s1600-h/DSC01476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206189250784328290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEAZij50-mI/AAAAAAAAAK4/oAkH7XeKorQ/s320/DSC01476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yea, that's ME!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEAZiz50-nI/AAAAAAAAALA/AZgE5gJM3Jk/s1600-h/DSC01481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206189255079295602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEAZiz50-nI/AAAAAAAAALA/AZgE5gJM3Jk/s320/DSC01481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Well said, we are deadly, pls treat with Respect =/&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEAanD50-oI/AAAAAAAAALI/mp6uvOBLlEk/s1600-h/DSC01484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206190427605367426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEAanD50-oI/AAAAAAAAALI/mp6uvOBLlEk/s320/DSC01484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;That's My MacDonald!&lt;br /&gt;(I still wan Botak Jones Burger)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEAanj50-pI/AAAAAAAAALQ/RHAs1BXf7e4/s1600-h/DSC01485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206190436195302034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEAanj50-pI/AAAAAAAAALQ/RHAs1BXf7e4/s320/DSC01485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I Want MORE Matcha Powder Pls! YUM!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEAaoT50-qI/AAAAAAAAALY/pg6xXRzk7BM/s1600-h/DSC01489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206190449080203938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEAaoT50-qI/AAAAAAAAALY/pg6xXRzk7BM/s320/DSC01489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEAaoj50-rI/AAAAAAAAALg/VRPfg4CE1yI/s1600-h/DSC01488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206190453375171250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEAaoj50-rI/AAAAAAAAALg/VRPfg4CE1yI/s320/DSC01488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Eh.. Not Hot Enuf lei..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEAaoz50-sI/AAAAAAAAALo/VMYsqsDTV6g/s1600-h/DSC01487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206190457670138562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEAaoz50-sI/AAAAAAAAALo/VMYsqsDTV6g/s320/DSC01487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Onion Rings Aint Nice. Erm.. =x&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I think I'll sleep well tonite. =) Hope for more happy days to come. Ding Dong. Haha.. I still wan to go cycling and swimming la. Angelineeeeee............. =x&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/16576631-9028646017901098105?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/9028646017901098105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/9028646017901098105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2008/05/getting-ready-to-go-wat-coincidence-met.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SEAZhT50-jI/AAAAAAAAAKg/RMUb4BJgGm8/s72-c/DSC01467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-8486957001699701266</id><published>2008-05-29T20:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T20:54:20.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Dad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear! I ate so much just now.. &gt;.&lt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6iED50-XI/AAAAAAAAAJA/FBS_Ck3bmdA/s1600-h/DSC01433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205776409937901938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6iED50-XI/AAAAAAAAAJA/FBS_Ck3bmdA/s320/DSC01433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Black Forest- I Just Love Those Berries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6iET50-YI/AAAAAAAAAJI/32ObFN9Ttd0/s1600-h/DSC01440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205776414232869250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6iET50-YI/AAAAAAAAAJI/32ObFN9Ttd0/s320/DSC01440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Happy Birthday ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6iEj50-ZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/HMDmM_BB9Es/s1600-h/DSC01439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205776418527836562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6iEj50-ZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/HMDmM_BB9Es/s320/DSC01439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I LOVE ALL OF YOU&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6iEz50-aI/AAAAAAAAAJY/rQL_5B4TaaI/s1600-h/DSC01438.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205776422822803874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6iEz50-aI/AAAAAAAAAJY/rQL_5B4TaaI/s320/DSC01438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;They Say We Are From the Same Mould =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6iEz50-bI/AAAAAAAAAJg/4b3Wm9UFT3Q/s1600-h/DSC01430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205776422822803890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6iEz50-bI/AAAAAAAAAJg/4b3Wm9UFT3Q/s320/DSC01430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Greedy Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6jjD50-cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/w0SGHfUTDuU/s1600-h/DSC01431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205778042025474498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6jjD50-cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/w0SGHfUTDuU/s320/DSC01431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;It Runs In the Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6jjT50-dI/AAAAAAAAAJw/veUDrWO5iQo/s1600-h/DSC01441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205778046320441810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6jjT50-dI/AAAAAAAAAJw/veUDrWO5iQo/s320/DSC01441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Where are your manners? Lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6jjT50-eI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/4UAuh8a5H2s/s1600-h/DSC01444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205778046320441826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6jjT50-eI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/4UAuh8a5H2s/s320/DSC01444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;He's Lovin It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6jjj50-fI/AAAAAAAAAKA/PdCWqjsKe5M/s1600-h/DSC01450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205778050615409138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6jjj50-fI/AAAAAAAAAKA/PdCWqjsKe5M/s320/DSC01450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Look at That! What A Glutton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6jjj50-gI/AAAAAAAAAKI/nh_h0Y6EiaE/s1600-h/DSC01453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205778050615409154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6jjj50-gI/AAAAAAAAAKI/nh_h0Y6EiaE/s320/DSC01453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I Like It With Lots of Red Hot Chilli Peppers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6ktj50-hI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/luClnII9DW4/s1600-h/DSC01465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205779321925728786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6ktj50-hI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/luClnII9DW4/s320/DSC01465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Finished Off With the Sinful Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6ktz50-iI/AAAAAAAAAKY/5ome6pKvs7E/s1600-h/Order.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205779326220696098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6ktz50-iI/AAAAAAAAAKY/5ome6pKvs7E/s320/Order.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bill Please!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And I ate lots of potatoes-apples salad! Geez.. Sinned sinned. =P Swimming anyone? =o&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/16576631-8486957001699701266?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/8486957001699701266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/8486957001699701266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-dad.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SD6iED50-XI/AAAAAAAAAJA/FBS_Ck3bmdA/s72-c/DSC01433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-6670437167466480722</id><published>2008-05-28T11:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T12:16:11.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A Revisit to Knowing Myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading my past bloggings when I came across this. It still stands so true, and so I'm reviving the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[Get to Know Myself Better]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your view on yourself: Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for: You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship: You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love: Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education: You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you: You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success: You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of: You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self: You like privacy very much because you enjoy spending time with your own thoughts. You like to disappear when you cannot find solutions to your own problems, but you would feel better if you learned to share your thoughts with a person you trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very emotional and sensitive individual. Your life and love of life is dominated by your emotions - you have great feeling towards your fellow man and you are always full of enthusiasm but be careful, you tend to let your heart rule your head and this being so, you could be easily hurt - as perhaps you may have indeed been hurt in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need an atmosphere of peace and quiet and you would like to share a bond of understanding with the 'right person' - you have the belief that with the right person, your stress and anxiety could be minimised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough is enough - but the problems never seem to stop. They never stop. You feel, and maybe you are right, that the problems seem to go on and on and you have indeed had more than your fair share of trials and tribulations. But to give you credit - you bounce back time and time again - you stick to your beliefs because deep down you have that inner knowledge, that 'belief' system that in the end, everything will turn out OK - and you are right -it will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said that we are all influenced by our environment and indeed you are no exception. It would seem at this time that even though you may be surrounded by people, you are experiencing an inner loneliness. Fortunately you are sufficiently strong minded to realise that life has a great deal to offer you and that you may miss your share of experiences if you fail to make the best use of every opportunity. You therefore pursue your objectives with a fierce intensity and are prepared to commit yourself deeply and readily. You believe that whatever you would like to do or think 'you can do' - you do! It is because of this attitude that you may be considered by others as arrogant and even conceited, but its fair to say that whatever it is that you really want out of life you will put your heart and soul into it and will not take 'NO' for an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an inherent fear that you may be prevented from achieving the things you want. This activates your subconscious desire for peace of mind and mental security. It is increasingly obvious to you that the environment that you are in is not conducive to your well-being and so you are seeking fresh fields - somewhere free of conflict where you can RELAX and THINK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, THIS is Shufang! o.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-6670437167466480722?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/6670437167466480722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/6670437167466480722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2008/05/revisit-to-knowing-myself-i-was-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-7686584474244565143</id><published>2008-05-27T23:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T01:25:03.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm juz sadded by the sudden twist of events la (and it reali does hurts), but I have none but myself to blame. Hope Time will heal Everything and Everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the moment, I'm juz hypersensitive to so many things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming at night ain't that scary after all. It's a pretty nice feeling. So many things I wanted to do. I wanted to do with You, where are You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reali appreciate for those who put in the effort to make things work. Thanks Wanyu for coming down, I've enjoyed my day with you girls (though I haven screamed enuf =/).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the Pics We took:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SDw4oj50-MI/AAAAAAAAAHo/SlTC8Ng1rrA/s1600-h/DSC01384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205097538817161410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SDw4oj50-MI/AAAAAAAAAHo/SlTC8Ng1rrA/s320/DSC01384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Me and Wanyu's Passes&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SDw4oz50-NI/AAAAAAAAAHw/yrN-zq0Vr3E/s1600-h/DSC01386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205097543112128722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SDw4oz50-NI/AAAAAAAAAHw/yrN-zq0Vr3E/s320/DSC01386.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Me and Ger Waiting for Wanyu&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SDw4pT50-PI/AAAAAAAAAIA/tN1kYSHXztA/s1600-h/DSC01392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205097551702063346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SDw4pT50-PI/AAAAAAAAAIA/tN1kYSHXztA/s320/DSC01392.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ger and Wanyu (Gettin Prettier Gal! =P)&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SDw4pT50-QI/AAAAAAAAAII/A1V1crN-ZCw/s1600-h/DSC01393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205097551702063362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SDw4pT50-QI/AAAAAAAAAII/A1V1crN-ZCw/s320/DSC01393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;Fang Fang and Wanyu&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SDw6KD50-RI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/MbX6YtownsI/s1600-h/DSC01400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205099213854406930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SDw6KD50-RI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/MbX6YtownsI/s320/DSC01400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;On the Sentosa Express&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SDw6KT50-SI/AAAAAAAAAIY/jeDZWRcHhQU/s1600-h/DSC01402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205099218149374242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SDw6KT50-SI/AAAAAAAAAIY/jeDZWRcHhQU/s320/DSC01402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Keep the Oil AWAY from Me!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SDw6LD50-TI/AAAAAAAAAIg/JYzrjyqZlRg/s1600-h/DSC01406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205099231034276146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SDw6LD50-TI/AAAAAAAAAIg/JYzrjyqZlRg/s320/DSC01406.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Erm.. Sun-tanning Fully Clothed?? =/&lt;br /&gt;But I tot you Looked Reali Pretty Here =)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SDw6LT50-UI/AAAAAAAAAIo/L0OjmGrnykE/s1600-h/DSC01408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205099235329243458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SDw6LT50-UI/AAAAAAAAAIo/L0OjmGrnykE/s320/DSC01408.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Judging by the Shortness, you should Know Whose Sexy Legs are those!! Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;*Fangy Runs Away*&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SDw6Wz50-WI/AAAAAAAAAI4/1e3whTd3-SU/s1600-h/DSC01426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205099432897739106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SDw6Wz50-WI/AAAAAAAAAI4/1e3whTd3-SU/s320/DSC01426.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hiding from the Sudden Downpour&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SDw6LT50-VI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rYfA-7EIauE/s1600-h/DSC01418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205099235329243474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SDw6LT50-VI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rYfA-7EIauE/s320/DSC01418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;Our Sexy Feet, We'll Be Back!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, left with only 25 days of Total Freedom. Suddenly, I felt that time is running out. I forgot I need to learn MatLab! =/ Time to get stuff ready before I miss anything out. Shufang focus Focus FOCUS! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Going to start yet another chapter of my Life again. I juz can't wait. Hopefully I'll be able to write more beautiful memories. You Will when You BELIEVE.&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/16576631-7686584474244565143?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/7686584474244565143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/7686584474244565143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-juz-sadded-by-sudden-twist-of-events.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_vOLXbOyvQrc/SDw4oj50-MI/AAAAAAAAAHo/SlTC8Ng1rrA/s72-c/DSC01384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-2550740945723248577</id><published>2008-05-26T18:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:38:30.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stop PMS-ing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school just to clear my locker today. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passed by ADM and I told myself I'll go up there just before I leave. In the end, I reframed myself from doing so. And as I was sitting on the bus, I told myself to cheer up. =) But I can't believe that my eyes welled up immediately just as I passed by Hall 5. It is still so vivid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a grip on yourself Shufang! You've made ur decision, know what you want and stick to it!&lt;br /&gt;I want everyone to be Happy. Sometimes I think too much and I forgot about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may have been Hiccups, but they are there to help me grow and become a better person. And I want to make life even better without any expense of others' miseries. Nevertheless, Life has been reali good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to swim. The waters will shut me out, and then I can hear my heartbeat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-2550740945723248577?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/2550740945723248577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/2550740945723248577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2008/05/stop-pms-ing-went-to-school-just-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-990084527852059674</id><published>2008-05-22T11:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T11:14:48.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Only In America&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time again for the annual 'Stella Awards'! For those unfamiliar with these awards, they are named after 81-year-old Stella Liebeck who spilled hot coffee on herself and successfully sued the McDonald's in New Mexico where she purchased the coffee. You remember, she took the lid off the coffee and put it between her knees while she was driving. Who would ever think one could get burned doing that, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right; these are awards for the most outlandish lawsuits and verdicts in the U.S You know, the kinds of cases that make you scratch your head. So keep your head scratcher handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the Stella's for the past year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7TH PLACE :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen Robertson of Austin , Texas was awarded $80,000 by a jury of her peers after breaking her ankle tripping over a toddler who was running inside a furniture store. The store owners were understandably surprised by the verdict, considering the running toddler was her own son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6TH PLACE :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl Truman, 19, of Los Angeles , California won $74,000 plus medical expenses when his neighbor ran over his hand with a Honda Accord. Truman apparently didn't notice there was someone at the wheel of the car when he was trying to steal his neighbor's hubcaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead, grab your head scratcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5TH PLACE :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrence Dickson, of Bristol , Pennsylvania , who was leaving a house he had just burglarized by way of the garage. Unfortunately for Dickson, the automatic garage door opener malfunctioned and he could not get the garage door to open. Worse, he couldn't re-enter the house because the door connecting the garage to the house locked when Dickson pulled it shut. Forced to sit for eight, count 'em, EIGHT, days on a case of Pepsi and a large bag of dry dog food, he sued the homeowner's insurance company claiming undue mental Anguish. Amazingly, the jury said the insurance company must pay Dickson $500,000 for his anguish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should all have this kind of anguish. Keep scratching. There are more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4TH PLACE :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry Williams, of Little Rock , Arkansas , garnered 4th Place in the Stella's when he was awarded $14,500 plus medical expenses after being bitten on the butt by his next door neighbor's beagle even though the beagle was on a chain in its owner's fenced yard. Williams did not get as much as he asked for because the jury believed the beagle might have been provoked at the time of the butt bite because Williams had climbed over the fence into the yard and repeatedly shot the dog with a pellet gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrr . Scratch, scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3RD PLACE :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber Carson of Lancaster , Pennsylvania because a jury ordered a Philadelphia restaurant to pay her $113,500 after she slipped on a spilled soft drink and broke her tailbone. The reason the soft drink was on the floor: Ms. Carson had thrown it at her boyfriend 30 seconds earlier during an argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ever happened to people being responsible for their own actions?&lt;br /&gt;Scratch, scratch, scratch. Hang in there; there are only two more Stellas to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2ND PLACE :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kara Walton, of Claymont , Delaware sued the owner of a night club in a nearby city because she fell from the bathroom window to the floor, knocking out her two front teeth. Even though Ms. Walton was trying to sneak through the ladies room window to avoid paying the $3.50 cover charge, the jury said the night club had to pay her $12,000...oh, yeah, plus dental expenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1ST PLACE : (May I have a fanfare played on 50 kazoos please)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's runaway First Place Stella Award winner was Mrs. Merv Grazinski, of Oklahoma City, Oklahoma, who purchased a new 32-foot Winnebago motor home. On her first trip home, from an OU football game, having driven on to the freeway, she set the cruise control at 70 mph and calmly left the driver's seat to go to the back of the Winnebago to make herself a sandwich. Not surprisingly, the motor home left the freeway, crashed and overturned. Also not surprisingly, Mrs. Grazinski sued Winnebago for not putting in the owner's manual that she couldn't actually leave the driver's seat while the cruise control was set . The Oklahoma jury awarded her, are you sitting down, $1,750,000 PLUS a new motor home. Winnebago actually changed their manuals as a result of this suit, just in case Mrs. Grazinski has any relatives who might also buy a motor home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we, as a society, getting more stupid...? Ya Think??!!&lt;br /&gt;More than a few of our judge's elevators don't go to the top floor either!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-990084527852059674?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/990084527852059674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/990084527852059674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2008/05/only-in-america-its-time-again-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-3391320540389223118</id><published>2008-05-16T20:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T21:29:29.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Random Thoughts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world's going haywire. First was cyclone in Myanmar, then the quake in China. Latest death accounted for was &gt;21,000 and chinese officials predicted the total death tolls to be &gt;50,000. Tsk Tsk.. Sometimes I wonder if these people were suffering for their country's ambitious dream of becoming the world's super power. Remember before this we have the Pro-Tibetan Protest. They only seemed to know how to point fingers at others.. Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, different people may have different views on these. -shrugs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet again, aids were rejected either due to fear of having more people around which would hinder the rescue or poor quality food were sieved out by officials and then given to the people. These days, you dunno where your donations go to. -disgusted-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Economy is going down down down.. Boo! It was still booming months ago. Hope all things go well for friends looking for jobs. =) And hopefully things get better a year later when I graduate. Hahaha... Gimme more happy news. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Jacob msn me this afternoon! Hahaha.. It's been aaaaaaaaages since we last saw him eh. He seems to be doing good, looking happy in his pic, felt like giving him a hug, erm I meant his Sheltie. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's terribly bored staying at home, plus I'm down with a very bad flu. Argh! I can't wait to go over to San Fran at this moment. -excited!- Should have fly in earlier with Weiling and Xian. =( 36 days and counting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should hit the gym everyday like Ger. Been lazing around too much, wonder where're my 'workout genes' before the exams.. Too lazy to organize gatherings oso. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People grow old and got busy, good frens grow apart and exited, and you know, only those who stayed behind are your true pals. In the end, they all turned memories.. Oh well, that's LIFe I guess.. Just look forward, with a smile of cos. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-3391320540389223118?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/3391320540389223118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/3391320540389223118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-thoughts-50000.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-275457545367374272</id><published>2008-04-28T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T22:20:48.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DID I MARRY THE RIGHT PERSON?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During one of our seminars, a woman asked a common question. She said, "How do I know if I married the right person?" &lt;br /&gt;I noticed that there was a large man sitting next to her so I said, "It Depends. Is that your husband?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all seriousness, she answered "How do you know?"&lt;br /&gt;Let me answer this question because the chances are good that it's weighing on your mind. Here's the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY relationship has a cycle. In the beginning, you fell in love with your spouse.&lt;br /&gt;You anticipated their call, wanted their touch, and liked their idiosyncrasies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love with your spouse wasn't hard. In fact, it was a  completely natural and spontaneous experience.&lt;br /&gt;You didn't have to DO anything. That's why it's called "falling" in love... Because it's happening TO YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in love sometimes say, "I was swept of my feet". Think about the imagery of that expression.&lt;br /&gt;It implies that you were just standing there doing nothing, and then something came along and happened TO YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love is easy. It's a passive and spontaneous experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after a few years of marriage, the euphoria of love fades. It's the natural cycle of EVERY relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly but surely, phone calls become a bother (if they come at all), touch is not always welcome (whenever that happens),&lt;br /&gt;and your spouse's idiosyncrasies, instead of being cute, drives you nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The symptoms of this stage vary with every relationship, but if you think about your marriage,&lt;br /&gt;you will notice a dramatic difference between the initial stage when you were in love and a much duller or even angry subsequent stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, you and/or your spouse might start asking, "Did I marry the right person?"&lt;br /&gt;And as you and your spouse reflect on the euphoria of the love you once had, you may begin to desire that experience with someone else. This is when marriages breakdown. People blame their spouse for their unhappiness and look outside their marriage for fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extramarital fulfillment comes in all shapes and sizes. Infidelity is the most obvious.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes people turn to work, church, a hobby, a friendship, excessive TV, or abusive substances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the answer to this dilemma does NOT lie outside your marriage. It lies within it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that you couldn't fall in love with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;You could. And TEMPORARILY you'd feel better. But you'd be in the same situation a few years later.&lt;br /&gt;Because (listen carefully to this):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE KEY TO SUCCEEDING IN MARRIAGE IS NOT FINDING THE RIGHT PERSON; IT'S LEARNING TO LOVE THE PERSON YOU FOUND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUSTAINING love is not a passive or spontaneous experience. It'll NEVER just happen to you. You can't "find" LASTING love. You have to "make" it day in and day out! . That's why we have the expression "the labor of love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it takes time, effort, and energy. And most importantly, it  takes WISDOM. You have to know WHAT TO DO to make your marriage work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make no mistake about it. Love is NOT a mystery. There are specific things you can do (with or without your spouse) to succeed with your marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as there are physical laws of the universe (such as gravity), There are also laws for relationships. Just as the right diet and exercise program makes you physically stronger, certain habits in your Relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL make your marriage stronger. It's a direct cause and effect. If you know and apply the laws,&lt;br /&gt;the results are predictable...You can "make" love happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love in marriage is a DECISION... Not just a feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-275457545367374272?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/275457545367374272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/275457545367374272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2008/04/did-i-marry-right-person-during-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-2042282130571734873</id><published>2008-03-06T20:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T20:33:11.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE SUCCESS OF MARRIAGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time a married couple celebrated their 25th marriage anniversary. They had become famous in the city for not having a single conflict in their period of 25 years. Local newspaper editors had gathered at the occasion to find out the secret of their well known 'happy going marriage'. Editor: 'Sir. It's amazingly unbelievable. How did you make this possible?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband recalling his old honeymoon days said:  'We had been to Shimla for honeymoon after marriage. Having selected the horse riding finally, we both started the ride on different horses. My horse was pretty okay but the horse on which my wife was riding seemed to be a crazy one. On the way ahead, that horse jumped suddenly, making my wife topple over. Recovering her position from the ground, she patted the horse's back and said 'This is your first time'. She again climbed the horse and continued with the ride. After a while, it happened again. This time she again kept calm and said 'This is your second time' and continued. When the horse dropped her third time, she silently took out the revolver from the purse and shot the horse dead !! I shouted at my wife: 'What did you do you psycho. You killed the poor animal. Are you  crazy?' .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave a silent look and said: 'This is your first time!!!'.&lt;br /&gt;'Husband:" That's it. We are happy ever after. '&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-2042282130571734873?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/2042282130571734873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/2042282130571734873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2008/03/success-of-marriage-once-upon-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-1211738418330780146</id><published>2008-03-06T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T00:30:12.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, I'll be doing my MSc for the coming year. Will be away to US for 9 weeks from 20 June, can't even make it for my own convocation the coming July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling sad oready. Anyone willing to sponsor me to fly back? Hah..&lt;br /&gt;Tones of stuff to settle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ey.. Shouldn't I be feeling happy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-1211738418330780146?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/1211738418330780146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/1211738418330780146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2008/03/yes-ill-be-doing-my-msc-for-coming-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-6761247258284224794</id><published>2008-01-08T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T00:31:16.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/R4OP6_2pV3I/AAAAAAAAAHU/BjvOt61nu48/s1600-h/URECA+Poster.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153120642377799538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/R4OP6_2pV3I/AAAAAAAAAHU/BjvOt61nu48/s320/URECA+Poster.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/R4OP7P2pV4I/AAAAAAAAAHc/AoLfY8ErIUo/s1600-h/URECA+Poster+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-6761247258284224794?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/6761247258284224794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/6761247258284224794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_vOLXbOyvQrc/R4OP6_2pV3I/AAAAAAAAAHU/BjvOt61nu48/s72-c/URECA+Poster.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-6170531286099738128</id><published>2007-12-28T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T01:26:18.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Lil disappointed, but I'm relieved somehow. Last Sem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to Fish's Concert tis Sat. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-6170531286099738128?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/6170531286099738128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/6170531286099738128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2007/12/lil-disappointed-but-im-relieved.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-2256649122699809916</id><published>2007-09-16T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T23:00:37.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To think that they said Final Year is a breeze. This is Hell! I think my mind got blown off by the typhoon. Ah.......... I'm dying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-2256649122699809916?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/2256649122699809916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/2256649122699809916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2007/09/to-think-that-they-said-final-year-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-5420479027247668450</id><published>2007-08-18T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T00:29:09.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscXzxeA-PI/AAAAAAAAADE/PVjvHrltGCU/s1600-h/DSC00337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100071281240373490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscXzxeA-PI/AAAAAAAAADE/PVjvHrltGCU/s320/DSC00337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;Stop Invading Our Privacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscXzxeA-QI/AAAAAAAAADM/4FR4LC9hGTc/s1600-h/DSC00388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100071281240373506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscXzxeA-QI/AAAAAAAAADM/4FR4LC9hGTc/s320/DSC00388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt; I'm Juz So Tired. Zzz..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscX0BeA-RI/AAAAAAAAADU/86WRKC9CQHI/s1600-h/DSC00399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100071285535340818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscX0BeA-RI/AAAAAAAAADU/86WRKC9CQHI/s320/DSC00399.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sleeping. Domino Style.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscX0ReA-SI/AAAAAAAAADc/OXCp-poHEz8/s1600-h/DSC00401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100071289830308130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscX0ReA-SI/AAAAAAAAADc/OXCp-poHEz8/s320/DSC00401.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hey You Below! Dun Move About&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscX0ReA-TI/AAAAAAAAADk/GDMMxM7bSzE/s1600-h/DSC00405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100071289830308146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscX0ReA-TI/AAAAAAAAADk/GDMMxM7bSzE/s320/DSC00405.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sumthing's Not Right&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscYgBeA-UI/AAAAAAAAADs/pSsyH7Q8hB0/s1600-h/DSC00406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100072041449584962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscYgBeA-UI/AAAAAAAAADs/pSsyH7Q8hB0/s320/DSC00406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;Quick! 'Siam' the Camera!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscYgReA-VI/AAAAAAAAAD0/MYRyGxkeOdU/s1600-h/DSC00407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100072045744552274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscYgReA-VI/AAAAAAAAAD0/MYRyGxkeOdU/s320/DSC00407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;I Tink I Better Make A Move First&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscYgReA-WI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ZV4WqLHxFoA/s1600-h/DSC00408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100072045744552290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscYgReA-WI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ZV4WqLHxFoA/s320/DSC00408.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dun Leave Me Alone, Come Back Quick!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscYgheA-XI/AAAAAAAAAEE/NhUdGtrXhLA/s1600-h/DSC00409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100072050039519602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscYgheA-XI/AAAAAAAAAEE/NhUdGtrXhLA/s320/DSC00409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;I Tot This Was a Good Hiding Place&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscYgheA-YI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4EjVAWUFvKs/s1600-h/DSC00411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100072050039519618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscYgheA-YI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4EjVAWUFvKs/s320/DSC00411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt; Boy Boy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscZcheA-dI/AAAAAAAAAE0/q1QkcdDfRTU/s1600-h/DSC00420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100073080831670738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscZcheA-dI/AAAAAAAAAE0/q1QkcdDfRTU/s320/DSC00420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hee..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscZcxeA-eI/AAAAAAAAAE8/_2hU2TnobcE/s1600-h/DSC00423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100073085126638050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscZcxeA-eI/AAAAAAAAAE8/_2hU2TnobcE/s320/DSC00423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;Girl Girl&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscZcxeA-fI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zdaZYTv7dcA/s1600-h/DSC00433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100073085126638066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscZcxeA-fI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zdaZYTv7dcA/s320/DSC00433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;Love Her to Bits&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscZdBeA-gI/AAAAAAAAAFM/WhRK7EWZ5n8/s1600-h/DSC00439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100073089421605378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscZdBeA-gI/AAAAAAAAAFM/WhRK7EWZ5n8/s320/DSC00439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Boy Boy: "See You Again Next Time! Hee.."&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-5420479027247668450?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/5420479027247668450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/5420479027247668450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2007/08/stop-invading-our-privacy-im-juz-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RscXzxeA-PI/AAAAAAAAADE/PVjvHrltGCU/s72-c/DSC00337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-2901921875577769966</id><published>2007-07-25T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T15:04:38.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, special semester is over. The last long holiday and I hardly have anytime for myself. Nvm, still have 10 more days to relax before school start. Stupid Ger, go Genting oso never jio. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 additions to the family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/Rqbwh27MEYI/AAAAAAAAACs/KRer-C6RRws/s1600-h/DSC00301.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RqbwiG7MEZI/AAAAAAAAAC0/rBoSVuzOp9c/s1600-h/DSC00300.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091020893259043202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/Rqbwh27MEYI/AAAAAAAAACs/KRer-C6RRws/s320/DSC00301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091020897554010514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RqbwiG7MEZI/AAAAAAAAAC0/rBoSVuzOp9c/s320/DSC00300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;He tried to come out and squeeze Girl Girl out of the egg&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091020901848977826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RqbwiW7MEaI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xZ2Yqw81zDc/s320/DSC00306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mischievious Her, I gave Boy Boy a piece of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Facial Tissue, then she snatched and fluff it till like that&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I present to you, the Sleeping Prince.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He can sleep anytime anywhere at any position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;His Fave Spot, top of the slide&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091018707120689426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/Rqbuim7MERI/AAAAAAAAAB0/uqpnPtts3tE/s320/DSC00200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;As he figets, he slides down&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091018707120689442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/Rqbuim7MESI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Dq4UGH8gpAE/s320/DSC00232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091018720005591378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RqbujW7MEVI/AAAAAAAAACU/pEpULJKBfqc/s320/DSC00251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;And he plunge into the bedding with his head&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RqbwhW7MEWI/AAAAAAAAACc/jUDQkKKJKwk/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091020884669108578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RqbwhW7MEWI/AAAAAAAAACc/jUDQkKKJKwk/s320/DSC00220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Continues to sleep&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Then he ate halfway and fell asleep&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091018715710624066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RqbujG7MEUI/AAAAAAAAACM/suc--TipecY/s320/DSC00210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091018711415656754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/Rqbui27METI/AAAAAAAAACE/x-OL3BID8R0/s320/DSC00213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yep, this is still me.&lt;br /&gt;Ooops, Caught in the act again. Keke.. That's all for now. Tata~&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091020888964075890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/Rqbwhm7MEXI/AAAAAAAAACk/EwDOmlR0apE/s320/DSC00293.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-2901921875577769966?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/2901921875577769966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/2901921875577769966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2007/07/finally-special-semester-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/Rqbwh27MEYI/AAAAAAAAACs/KRer-C6RRws/s72-c/DSC00301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-1746088798379462161</id><published>2007-07-15T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T15:09:46.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pasta Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RpnFwoihhXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HDWZ9yOQJKA/s1600-h/DSC00253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087314693398300018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RpnFwoihhXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HDWZ9yOQJKA/s320/DSC00253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chicken Bolognese with Mushroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RpnFxIihhYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kJoab4q0BuA/s1600-h/DSC00255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087314701988234626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RpnFxIihhYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kJoab4q0BuA/s320/DSC00255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seafood Baked Rice with Beef Burger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087314710578169250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RpnFxoihhaI/AAAAAAAAABE/tEjw8VZbBxo/s320/DSC00260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RpnFxYihhZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/lHXFVFp-nYM/s1600-h/DSC00262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087314706283201938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RpnFxYihhZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/lHXFVFp-nYM/s320/DSC00262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-1746088798379462161?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/1746088798379462161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/1746088798379462161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2007/07/pasta-day-chicken-bolognese-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_vOLXbOyvQrc/RpnFwoihhXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HDWZ9yOQJKA/s72-c/DSC00253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-870862265718556205</id><published>2007-07-02T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T22:47:23.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="Around the Corner"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Around the Corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the corner I have a friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In this great city that has no end,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And before I know it, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a year is gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I never see my old friend's face, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For life is a swift and terrible race,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He knows I like him just as well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As in the days when I rang his bell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And he rang mine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were much younger then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now we are busy, tired men..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tired of playing a foolish game,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tired of trying to make a name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Tomorrow" I say "I will call on Jim"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Just to show that I'm thinking of him."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And distance between us grows and grows..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Around the corner! .. yet miles away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Here's a telegram sir-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Jim died today."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that's what we get and deserve in the end..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Around the corner, a vanished friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by MoodyBluze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="The Greatest Pain In Life"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Greatest Pain In Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest pain in lifeis not to die,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but to be ignored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To lose the person you love so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to another who doesn't care at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To have someone you care about so much throw a party...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and not tell you about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When your favorite person on earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;neglects to invite you to his graduation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To have people think that you don't care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The greatest pain in life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is not to die,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but to be forgotten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be left in the dust after another's great achievement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To never get a call from a friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just saying "hi".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you show someone your innermost thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and they laugh in your face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For friends to always be too busy to console you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you need someone to lift your spirits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When it seems like the only person who cares about you, is you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life is full of pain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but does it ever get better?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will people ever care about each other,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and make time for those who are in need?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each of us has a part to playin this great show we call life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each of us has a duty to mankind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to tell our friends we love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you do not care about your friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you will not be punished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You will simply be ignored...forgotten...as you have done to others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This poem was written by a young girl who committed suicide some years ago. Perhaps if the people surrounding her had shown a little more love, and had paid more attention to her, her death could have been prevented. Remember that when going through life, you can't judge a sad, lonely, or suicidal person by their facial expression. You need to get to know each person you come in contact with, cherish your friendship with them, and show them that you care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-870862265718556205?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/870862265718556205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/870862265718556205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2007/07/friends-wat-are-they-i-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-665355005039471343</id><published>2007-06-24T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T03:06:41.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The S5010 Airfoil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079336445531888210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/Rn1tlfKfmlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/tncFNoBTn8k/s320/Filled+Interior+Velocity+Contour_AOA+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;AOA 2 deg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079334336702945858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/Rn1rqvKfmkI/AAAAAAAAAAc/hXWOeIjHPdQ/s320/Interior+Velocity+Contour_AOA+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AOA 2 deg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079334328113011234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/Rn1rqPKfmiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3KDQHq8pBvU/s320/AOA_5+Interior+Pressure+Contours+Zoom+In.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AOA 5 deg. &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/16576631-665355005039471343?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/665355005039471343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/665355005039471343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2007/06/s5010-airfoil-aoa-2-deg.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOLXbOyvQrc/Rn1tlfKfmlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/tncFNoBTn8k/s72-c/Filled+Interior+Velocity+Contour_AOA+2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-1514836568478127657</id><published>2007-06-17T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T14:03:25.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tiredz&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The research thing is driving me crazy.. I can't churn out the analysis and the Prof Schluter doesn't seem to care. The research paper is due in 10 days' time and I have no idea how am I going to write. Maybe I've slacked too long. I proposed they let us accessed the software at home for students on IA, and work can be carried out of office hours; things might be much more efficient.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The whole research is meant to be carried in 8 months. Take away the delay we had, the exam preparations and exam periods, plus my time on IA, I've like spent only 2 months on it. I've heard like, they have oready claimed over 2k of stipends! OMG! I think tis aerospace is siao la, he actuali got a CAP of 4.7+, he doesn't look that smart lei. Haha.. He's one year my senior in SA, never seen him before though, triple 'A's and a 'B' in triple science and he say he's lousy. BTH..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone's friendly and doesn't have any air. The leader speaks like a machine gun and I oways make him feel sorry when I said, "sorry, can you speak abit slower?". Haha.. can't wait for tis to end while I pray the module that's going to start next week ain't that taxing, I need more time for research or I'll be screwed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talking about that, damn sian, din get the FYP topic that I want. Argh! For now, need to plan my timetable and finish up the work before I get a headstart on it. Keep my fingers crossed on the FYP.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ger, how did you managed with so many stuff? Alamak..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-1514836568478127657?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/1514836568478127657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/1514836568478127657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2007/06/tiredz-research-thing-is-driving-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-346567542848506868</id><published>2007-05-27T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T23:48:32.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ioRREt_SfWM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ioRREt_SfWM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;幸福双人床 - 石欣卉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一张双人床 两个人的剧场&lt;br /&gt;快乐和感伤 同一时间亮相&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他不够浪漫 她又太多幻想&lt;br /&gt;当恨起对方 所有的好全都遗忘&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;相爱的双方 像海洋和沙滩&lt;br /&gt;不能完全占有 却更离不开对方&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他渴望温柔 她需要宽厚肩膀&lt;br /&gt;虽然有时想得太理所当然&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幸福并不只有单一的答案&lt;br /&gt;争吵可能是其中必备的一项&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱如潮汐涨落中 惊喜不断&lt;br /&gt;关键在你怎么去欣赏&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别让双人床中间隔着孤单&lt;br /&gt;多想想换成对方有什么期盼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有人天生就对爱情~擅长&lt;br /&gt;幸福双人床 两个人才~温暖&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TbAOJQjJm7k" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Would You Be There - Redwan Ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were blue, would you be there for me?&lt;br /&gt;And whisper in my ears that’s ok.&lt;br /&gt;Would you stand by me, let me hold you tight?&lt;br /&gt;And say you love me one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I feel good, would you slow dance with me?&lt;br /&gt;And touch my lips with tender loving care.&lt;br /&gt;Would you die for me, would you run with me?&lt;br /&gt;And never look back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true?&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you’ll always be the one,&lt;br /&gt;to take my breath away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true?&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you’ll always be the one,&lt;br /&gt;to take my breath away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm away, would you still think of me?&lt;br /&gt;And wished that you could hold me now.&lt;br /&gt;Would you die for me, would you run with me?&lt;br /&gt;All the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true?&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you’ll always be the one,&lt;br /&gt;to take my breath away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to save my soul tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that you'll always be there,&lt;br /&gt;to kiss my pain away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true?&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you’ll always be the one,&lt;br /&gt;to take my breath away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to save my soul tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that you'll always be there,&lt;br /&gt;to kiss my pain away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-346567542848506868?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/346567542848506868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/346567542848506868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2007/05/if-i-were-blue-would-you-be-there-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-1071718250793953389</id><published>2007-05-06T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T22:53:50.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yummy Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Brought mummy to Vivo for early MD treat. I wanted to intro new food to her but after walking around for 3hrs, she decided yet again, the usual asian cuisine. Argh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the food is damn nice, best so far for all other Tung Lok Group Restaurants that I've tried. Although their prawns still lost to Cystal Jade's. Halfway thru the meal, I realised I forgot to take photos!!! And I've charged my cybershot specially for the dinner today. Sianz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like having 2nd round on FD, ask Bro to foot the bill. Hahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ranking&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tung Lok Signatures&lt;br /&gt;Tung Lok Seafood Arena-Breakfast Buffet&lt;br /&gt;Tung Lok Seafood Arena-Dinner Buffet&lt;br /&gt;Tung Lok Ling Zhi Vegetarian&lt;br /&gt;TeaHouse at China Square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop: Tung Lok Paddy Fields &lt;/span&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/16576631-1071718250793953389?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/1071718250793953389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/1071718250793953389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2007/05/yummy-dinner-brought-mummy-to-vivo-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-4996596850810423824</id><published>2007-04-26T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T13:24:31.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have to admit, he's right this time round, and that's why I faltered and gave chance. Somehow I juz lost the feelin. Too selfish-I think I need to grow up and find my direction, not back-tracking to late adolescence.&lt;a class="l" onmousedown="return clk(this.href,'','','res','3','')" href="http://www.oberlin.edu/faculty/ndarling/adolesce.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun worry, I'm not feelin moody. In fact, I've been having too much fun lately.&lt;br /&gt;~Evil Grins~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-4996596850810423824?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/4996596850810423824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/4996596850810423824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-have-to-admit-hes-right-this-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-1470554277053058503</id><published>2007-04-22T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T17:46:24.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;200 Pounds Beauty&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to catch the movie at first but since it's been quite sometime since I last watched with my cousins, I went ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I was sensitive to the title. Some may say Beauty comes from inner, but how many can accept it? To put things easy, Men want slim pretty ladies; but actually, everyone likes pretty stuff, even I'm guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a touching show, with several funny moments too, personally, it's worth the weekend tix. The show makes the guys look stupid somehow. Yea, how I wished things are as easily done in their way. Hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, nothing is free, and it's tough if you think it's tough, as I sometimes will. Appreciate Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweat a good deal at Ubin, thanks Coz! We should do sports more often together. Missed my old days at SA too. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't Think Straight with my Mood Swings these days. Be Firm!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-1470554277053058503?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/1470554277053058503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/1470554277053058503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2007/04/200-pounds-beauty-i-didnt-want-to-catch.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-486034371095180787</id><published>2007-04-21T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T22:01:57.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.paulgoldinresearch.com/cg/images/logo_plain.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You are a very emotional and sensitive individual. Your life and love of life is dominated by your emotions - you have great feeling towards your fellow man and you are always full of enthusiasm but be careful, you tend to let your heart rule your head and this being so, you could be easily hurt - as perhaps you may have indeed been hurt in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need an atmosphere of peace and quiet and you would like to share a bond of understanding with the 'right person' - you have the belief that with the right person, your stress and anxiety could be minimised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough is enough - but the problems never seem to stop. They never stop. You feel, and maybe you are right, that the problems seem to go on and on and you have indeed had more than your fair share of trials and tribulations. But to give you credit - you bounce back time and time again - you stick to your beliefs because deep down you have that inner knowledge, that 'belief' system that in the end, everything will turn out OK - and you are right -it will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said that we are all influenced by our environment and indeed you are no exception. It would seem at this time that even though you may be surrounded by people, you are experiencing an inner loneliness. Fortunately you are sufficiently strong minded to realise that life has a great deal to offer you and that you may miss your share of experiences if you fail to make the best use of every opportunity. You therefore pursue your objectives with a fierce intensity and are prepared to commit yourself deeply and readily. You believe that whatever you would like to do or think 'you can do' - you do! It is because of this attitude that you may be considered by others as arrogant and even conceited, but its fair to say that whatever it is that you really want out of life you will put your heart and soul into it and will not take 'NO' for an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an inherent fear that you may be prevented from achieving the things you want. This activates your subconscious desire for peace of mind and mental security. It is increasingly obvious to you that the environment that you are in is not conducive to your well-being and so you are seeking fresh fields - somewhere free of conflict where you can RELAX and THINK. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paulgoldinresearch.com/cg/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.paulgoldinresearch.com/cg/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-486034371095180787?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/486034371095180787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/486034371095180787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-are-very-emotional-and-sensitive.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-117643367124120109</id><published>2007-04-13T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T11:08:52.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So 'Qiao'! Met WeiQiang when I'm on my way to work today. Din know he live there hah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told myself to work on my Report today, look, it's oready 11am now and I'm still MSNing and blogging. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry! I wan pasta! I wan Jap! And the company matters. Hee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-117643367124120109?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/117643367124120109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/117643367124120109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-qiao-met-weiqiang-when-im-on-my-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-117636817076777355</id><published>2007-04-12T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T16:56:10.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Getting Out of Hand&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone slap me please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-117636817076777355?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/117636817076777355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/117636817076777355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2007/04/getting-out-of-hand-someone-slap-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-117595215199821840</id><published>2007-04-07T21:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T11:38:46.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm glad to see Ger making that post, you can surely see her fighting spirit back there and things are falling back to place or even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm someone who does not express my feelings well too and prefer to keep all the problem to myself, my Daddy acknowledge that too. He say he's more like the girl (I actually told him he's naggy, there's no need to tell me every single details, it's boring) and I'm more like the guy, keeping quiet all the time and would suddenly drop a bomb at him. He's oways stressed at my performance and actions, and were never supportive of them. He'll give me his side of reasoning, which flames the fire most of the time, I would say we juz have different point of view. For him, everything is for practicality and survival, and both of us are stubborn in our ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ego is an issue, but I believe a true man would address problems proper and assure his love one, otherwise I dun tink he's ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my 2-cents worth. I'm glad there are many to see to it and help you tide it over. I hope you'll lead a better life from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys! When's last day of exams?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-117595215199821840?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/117595215199821840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/117595215199821840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-glad-to-see-ger-making-that-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-116936610021491876</id><published>2007-01-21T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T15:55:00.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2974/1577/1600/810196/solarised.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2974/1577/320/422805/solarised.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-116936610021491876?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/116936610021491876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/116936610021491876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2007/01/at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-116653892175275998</id><published>2006-12-19T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T22:35:21.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wee.. Finally did some retail therapy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent almost the whole day before I got Daddy's X'mas present. And decided to go ahead with my plan to get the bag from Project Shop for his Bdae too. I was so proud of it, haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5mins later, I happened to pass by the other oulet at Wisma, they are having 10% discount for UOB Cards, my heart stopped. Geez.. Quickly made my trip back to Taka, happily thinking that I could get the rebate until the lady told me: "Sorry, we do not have the UOB Card promotion." Argh! There goes my 10 bucks, no choice lor, return home with an aching heart. I should have gone to Wisma first. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that would drive me to work more hours in school tmr. Boo..&lt;br /&gt;It's been raining and raining and raining non-stop, but Daddy is flying back later! Hee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-116653892175275998?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/116653892175275998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/116653892175275998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/12/wee.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-116584039635693228</id><published>2006-12-11T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T20:33:16.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah! Finally got to the Pet Farms that I've always looked forward to. Initially we couldn't find our way and had to bare with the scorching sun. I should have wore my cap. Haha.. I realised that whoever makes the decision in 'finding the way', is the one who is wrong. Lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a Monday, so we were told that we are abit too early to view the puppies . It's oready 11+! No choice, we still have to 'roam' around under the hot sun since we couldn't find a resting spot. Quite disappointed from what I have expected, and I couldn't find a MS that I really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we headed down to Changi for Popeye Chicken, Daddy had wanted me to try it since 2 yrs ago. Lolx.. Hmm.. the chicken is so-so ba, but I Love the mashed potatoes and fries! Hee.. It took us a while to locate Popeye oso.. I tell Daddy I cannot trust him man.. Lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Bu shi xin', I went to visit Pets' Station back at JP, she's still the one that I Love so much, I was so tempted to bring her home, would cost me a total of 1.2k for everything ba.. Was reali tempted, still tinking about her now. =/ I'm afraid of not being able to be a good owner after reading up so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be I should reali give up the thought.. *Pouts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-116584039635693228?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/116584039635693228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/116584039635693228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/12/yeah-finally-got-to-pet-farms-that-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-116539622680787284</id><published>2006-12-06T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T17:10:26.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hee.. Have beening lazing around these few days.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read some mails from my Professor, thought some are interesting to share. =) Here, I've picked 2 of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reasons Not to Mess With Kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A little girl was talking to her teacher about whales.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very small.&lt;br /&gt;The little girl stated that a whale swallowed Jonah.&lt;br /&gt;Irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human; it was physically impossible.&lt;br /&gt;The little girl said, "When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah".&lt;br /&gt;The teacher asked, "What if Jonah went to hell?"&lt;br /&gt;The little girl replied, "Then you ask him ".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Kindergarten teacher was observing her classroom of children while they were drawing.&lt;br /&gt;She would occasionally walk around to see each child's work. As she got to one little girl who was working diligently, she asked what the drawing was.&lt;br /&gt;The girl replied," I'm drawing God."The teacher paused and said, "But no one knows what God looks like." Without missing a beat, or looking up from her drawing,&lt;br /&gt;the girl replied, "They will in a minute."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Sunday school teacher was discussing the Ten Commandments with her five and six year olds. After explaining the commandment to "honor" thy Father and thy Mother, she asked, "Is there a commandment that teaches us how to treat our brothers and sisters?"&lt;br /&gt;Without missing a beat one little boy (the oldest of a family) answered," Thou shall not kill."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;One day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink.&lt;br /&gt;She suddenly noticed that her mother had several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head. She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, "Why are some of your hairs white, Mom?" Her mother replied, "Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white."&lt;br /&gt;The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said," Momma, how come ALL of grandma's hairs are white?"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children had all been photographed, and the teacher was trying to persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture. "Just think how nice it will be to look at it when you are all grownup and say, 'There's Jennifer, she's a lawyer,' or 'That's Michael, He's a doctor.'&lt;br /&gt;A small voice at the back of the room rang out, "And there's the teacher, she's dead."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A teacher was giving a lesson on the circulation of the blood. Trying to make the matter clearer, she said, "Now, class, if I stood on my head, the blood, as you know, would run into it, and I would turn red in the face." "Yes," the class said. "&lt;br /&gt;Then why is it that while I am standing up right in the ordinary position the blood doesn't run into my feet?" A little fellow shouted, "Cause your feet ain't empty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Senior Moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two elderly women were eating breakfast in a restaurant one morning.  &lt;br /&gt;Ethel noticed something funny about Mabel's ear and she said,&lt;br /&gt;"Mabel, do you know you've got a suppository in your left ear?"&lt;br /&gt;Mabel answered, "I have a suppository in my ear?"&lt;br /&gt;She pulled it out and stared at it. &lt;br /&gt;Then she said, "Ethel, I'm glad you saw this thing.&lt;br /&gt;Now I think I know where to find my hearing aid."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the husband finally died,&lt;br /&gt;his wife put the usual death notice in the paper,&lt;br /&gt;but added that he died of gonorrhea.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;No sooner were the papers delivered,&lt;br /&gt;when a friend of the family phoned and complained bitterly,&lt;br /&gt;"You know very well that he died of diarrhea, not gonorrhea."&lt;br /&gt;Replied the widow, "I nursed him night and day&lt;br /&gt;so of course I know he died of diarrhea,&lt;br /&gt;but I thought it would be better for posterity&lt;br /&gt;to remember him as a great lover&lt;br /&gt;rather than the big shit he always was."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;An elderly couple were on a cruise,&lt;br /&gt;and it was really stormy.&lt;br /&gt;They were standing on the back of the boat watching the moon,&lt;br /&gt;when a wave came up and washed the old woman overboard.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They searched for days and couldn't find her,&lt;br /&gt;so the captain sent the old man back to shore&lt;br /&gt;with the promise that he would notify him&lt;br /&gt;as soon as they found something.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Three weeks went by and finally&lt;br /&gt;the old man got a fax from the boat's captain. &lt;br /&gt;It read: "Sir, sorry to inform you,&lt;br /&gt;we found your wife dead at the bottom of the ocean.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We hauled her up to the deck and&lt;br /&gt;attached to her butt was an oyster&lt;br /&gt;and in it was a pearl worth $50,000 .&lt;br /&gt;please advise."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The old man faxed back:&lt;br /&gt;"Send me the pearl and re-bait the trap."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A funeral service is being held for a woman&lt;br /&gt;who had recently passed away.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the service,&lt;br /&gt;the pall bearers are carrying the casket out&lt;br /&gt;when they accidentally bump into a wall,&lt;br /&gt;jarring the casket.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They hear a faint moan.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They open the casket&lt;br /&gt;and find that the woman is actually alive!&lt;br /&gt;She lives for ten more years, and then dies.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Once again, a funeral is held, and at the end of it,&lt;br /&gt;the pall bearers are again carrying out the casket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they carry the casket towards the door,&lt;br /&gt;the husband cries out, "Watch that wall!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went to lunch today,&lt;br /&gt;I noticed an old lady&lt;br /&gt;sitting on a park bench sobbing her eyes out.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I stopped and asked her what was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;She said, "I have a 22 year old husband at home.&lt;br /&gt;He makes love to me every morning&lt;br /&gt;and then gets up and makes me&lt;br /&gt;pancakes, sausage, fresh fruit and freshly ground coffee."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I said, "Well, then why are you crying?"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She said, "He makes me homemade soup for lunch&lt;br /&gt;and my favorite brownies and then&lt;br /&gt;makes love to me for half the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Well, why are you crying?"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She said, "For dinner he makes me&lt;br /&gt;a gourmet meal with wine and my favorite dessert&lt;br /&gt;and then makes love to me until 2:00 a.m ."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I said, "Well, why in the world would you be crying?"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She said, "I can't remember where I live!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Two elderly ladies had been friends for many decades.&lt;br /&gt;Over the years they had shared&lt;br /&gt;all kinds of activities and adventures.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Lately, their activities had been limited to&lt;br /&gt;meeting a few times a week to play cards. One day they were playing cards when&lt;br /&gt;one looked at the other and said,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Now don't get mad at me....&lt;br /&gt;I know we've been friends for a long time.....&lt;br /&gt;but I just can't think of your name!&lt;br /&gt;I've thought and thought, but I can't remember it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Please tell me what your name is."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Her friend glared at her.&lt;br /&gt;For at least three minutes she just stared and glared at her.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Finally she said, "How soon do you need to know?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-116539622680787284?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/116539622680787284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/116539622680787284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/12/hee.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-116519620802646271</id><published>2006-12-04T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T09:39:19.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stupid computer allocated me to my last choice! Gonna work at a construction site at Katong for 6 months.. SIANZ.......... No mood... Project starts tmr too.. Argh!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-116519620802646271?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/116519620802646271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/116519620802646271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/12/argh-stupid-computer-allocated-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-116497693607377584</id><published>2006-12-01T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T20:42:16.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's finally over, but I'm disappointed with my performance. Screwed up tis sem. Now I can onli look forward to my IA, hopefully I'll gain back the energy to fight again when I return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-116497693607377584?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/116497693607377584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/116497693607377584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-finally-over-but-im-disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-115971827655692835</id><published>2006-10-01T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T01:55:44.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>End of recess, tat's it. Gotta work hard again for the next 6 weeks b4 I can slack again when Dec comes. Ok, I think too far. Before that, I'll get to see all my darlings at the party, but again, I worry they might be overwhelmed by my family and relatives. Hope to make it as comfortable as possible for you guys, so I actuali hope ur can come down earlier and 'book' the room first-cos onli got one.. hee.. till den my frens. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's oways nice meeting up with ur during break. Love you guys, miss ur oready. Muackz, take care k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-115971827655692835?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115971827655692835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115971827655692835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/10/end-of-recess-tats-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-115824010245879270</id><published>2006-09-14T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T21:21:42.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Busy Busy Busy.. All the quizzes are flooding in, no time to read my lect notes beforehand. Work are accumulating. Stressed. Can't believe after so much commotion, I reali got into the DSO-URECA programme and will be doing computational fluid dynamic on micro air vehicles. Totally not my field, hope everything will juz turn out well. Can't slack anymore. Let's all work hard together! Looking forward to RECESS!! Hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm bathing in happiness, he's feeling gloomy due to some 'setbacks'. I wished I could help.. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-115824010245879270?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115824010245879270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115824010245879270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/09/busy-busy-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-115720796063952222</id><published>2006-09-02T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T22:39:21.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wee.. Finished my tutorials for next week. Hmm.. Feeling better I guess. Trying to take it easy le. Think I'll catch up with those lagging ones when the quizzes are near, which is the case in 1/2 wks time. Shouldn't be tat bad la huh? I abit guilty though. No choice lei, cannot afford to always lag behing the tuts ma, got more impt stuff like reading the lect notes. Maybe I waste too much time in sch le, hasn't been as pia as b4 le. Plus projects in btwn.. Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz try to tell myself tis: Everything will be fine, If it's not, It's Not the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, finally tried the mushrom tea Xian bought for us while she's at Japan. Pretty interesting. Hee.. I took photos of it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/1600/DSC00060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/200/DSC00060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/1600/DSC00061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/200/DSC00061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; And I received THIS (below) today. I was like, erm, I'm studying in NTU lei, unless I have a Clone there. Doesn't make sense if I were to donate to them lor.. So silly, are they going to send me a fictitious Bachelor Cert 2 years from now? That would be great. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/1600/PIC_0026.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/200/PIC_0026.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Anyway, juz registered for my IA(industrial attachment), not much of choices but upon listening to Prof's advice as to not close the door to learning, I chose a few of the Civil's options instead of leaving the choices empty. Let's see if I could get into the Overseas one, attached to USA, accomodation, insurance and flight tix sponsored and monthly allowance of SG1.8K, sounds good huh? but it's CIVIL'S! abit disappointed, but Prof say dun close door ma, so might as well open the door wide and welcome it into my arms. Lolx.. If not, hopefully I can get into DHI Water PTE LTD lor, have to get thru the interviews first la. Wish me luck! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I shall slack thru the nite. Oops o_O Thinking abt my dear frens now, wish they are doing well too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/1600/PIC_0026.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/1600/PIC_0026.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/1600/PIC_0026.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-115720796063952222?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115720796063952222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115720796063952222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/09/wee.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-115704176440376406</id><published>2006-09-01T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T00:29:24.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A pleasant surprised tat left a smile on my face while i sleep tonight. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-115704176440376406?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115704176440376406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115704176440376406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/09/pleasant-surprised-tat-left-smile-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-115694007112667408</id><published>2006-08-30T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T00:28:22.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Special Morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could be more interesting than a field trip for your core? Surprised? lolx.. We never had this before either. Tutorial was replaced by a trip down to Tuas Incineration Plant and Tuas Marine transfer Station. The place is HUGE!!! and FULL of Rubbish. Amazed by the amount of waste tat we have generated, and how much money we have wasted in trying to handle them. Thanks lots Singapore has a wonderful Waste Management System, if not, we might even be buried live under those rubbish. Pretty amazing infrastructure and equipment, they made use of the concept of lower pressure, and contained the smell of these junks, thus it din smell abit when we were there. Me an my girls were so 'high' lolx.. Had abit of fun among ourselves there la.. hee.. Here are some of the pics we took. Enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/200/PIC_0023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^All the trash under me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/200/PIC_0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt; ^The enormous 'crane' grapping trash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/200/PIC_0034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;^My Girls, Inside the Control Room&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/200/PIC_0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;^Model of Tuas Incineration Plant =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Next, we had to proceed to the transfer station, but the previous group hasn't finished when we reached there, so Prof told us to look at the sea. lolx.. My dear Peiling had me doing funny poses, I tink she did them much better than me la.. =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/1600/PIC_0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/200/PIC_0060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ^Outside Transfer Station&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/1600/PIC_0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/200/PIC_0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^Dunno wat is tis, supposed to hook the rubbish 'tanks' to it and&lt;br /&gt;transfer all the trash over by vaccum suction &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/1600/PIC_0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/200/PIC_0048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^One of the stupid pose which I can't do.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;Super sunny, cannot even open my eyes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/200/PIC_0058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;^This ISN"T deliberate! I caught them in action. So cute! lolx..&lt;br /&gt;What's there to see?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/1600/PIC_0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/200/PIC_0068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ^Weiling refused to be taken by Peiling,&lt;br /&gt;complaining she's tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/200/PIC_0054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;^The last shot volunteered to be taken for us by our classmate.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe cos they want us to take for them.. lolx~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After hich we were caled upon by Prof to go in for the tour le. Nothing much at the transfer station, basically, it helps to reduce the cost of transferring the trash over to Semakau Landfill It's far out in the sea, tat's why you can see us taking the photos there.. hee..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So, let me remind all my frens here, try to reduce waste la, cos in a few years time, when he landfill is full, we would have to fork out more than thousand of millions to create a new land to dump our rubbish. Tink the money can be spend more wisely la, like giving it to us as bonus. Haha.. Tiring day, dining with daddy tmr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;When can we go Kbox again? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-115694007112667408?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115694007112667408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115694007112667408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/08/special-morning-what-could-be-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-115668474787202034</id><published>2006-08-27T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T21:19:07.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry guys if I stress ur out.. Din mean too. It's juz tat I'm not meeting my standards tis sem. Nth seems to excite me.. Perhaps it's due to the worry of being able to maintain my grades anot and hearing tat many of my fellow course mates having good grades too. Kind of feel sick at the idea tat everyone is getting 'A's, tis wld indicate the same thing as everyone is doin badly.. You know wat I mean? Dun even noe where I stand, Dean's List is not out. Wanted to know who my opponents are exactly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of the cycle of reading lots and attempting at tutorials, there seemed to be none tat I can do, except 'Hydraulics', so I go for tutorials unprepared and can't understand wat's goin on 5 out of 6 tutorial sessions per week. Kinda worried tat I might end up with lousy grades, can't afford to screw up wat I 'built up' so far.. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend was spent at gym and shopping with coz. My body was telling me tat I've been neglecting them for the past 2 years, but at least I managed to complete my usuals-of those daes and not have any aches the next dae morning. Maybe is the swimming during holidaes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz has revamped his room, so envious, wishing tat I could start working and saving up more for luxurious stuff like tat. Pretty cozy in there, at least it's a little space he had tried to create for himself, can feel tat kind of satisfaction ya noe. Feeling lonely these daes, yet at the same time, I wished to be alone and not be bothered by anyone. -Pouts- Dunno wat I'm tinking about these daes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I juz spent the whole nite of Sat and half og Sun inish watching the full episodes of Kim Sam Soon, made me cried a few times.. Those scenes can never come true in real life la, esp in Singapore but it made me rethink about my relationship--still waiting for my fairytale actually. Coz said mine has oready gone stale and things were looking weird, i tink i'm juz numb ba.. Or my love-hormones have expired their 2yrs life span? &lt;---tis is a scientifically proven fact. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, everything juz seemed to be in pain-in-the-ass... Where's my fairytale?! I'm thinking too much and complaining too often, pls pardon me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-115668474787202034?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115668474787202034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115668474787202034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/08/sorry-guys-if-i-stress-ur-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-115634551967121225</id><published>2006-08-23T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T23:05:19.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SIANSATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. 3rd week liao.. Still so unsettled yet. Thanks to my idiotic profs. They messed up my whole schedule and congested it. Why can't they just upload everything all at one shot? &lt;a href="mailto:!@$#!@$"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!@$#!@$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today tutorial, and he uploaded yest nite at 11+PM!! Pls lar.. Do your know the agony of waiting and waiting, checking and checking for stuff to be uploaded? and den we have to queue umpteen times at the printer in the library to get our stuff done? Seriously, we got much more impt stuff to do lor, like reading ur notes beforehand, and there's no way I can do it if you chose to upload it 1hr before the lecture. Oh Pls, dun make my life even more miserable la. Year 3 modules are oready giving me hell le plus all these shit. Have to hand in project proposal in less than a week's time, thanks lor! So many things to do in such a short notice. Grrr... I'm going to collapse under all the stress.. I'm very much worried over all these nonsense, plus I can't concentrate in lectures now, dunno what the hell is going on, the topics seems super dry, consultation with profs seems to be a waste of my time since most of the time they give me crap. Tell my how should I survive this semester?! Just let me die... Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy came down to fetch me from school, it warms my heart.. Dampens my mood to study though.. School is BORING! 80+ days to exams, now I dun even have the mood to plan and celebrate my birthday..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-115634551967121225?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115634551967121225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115634551967121225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/08/siansation-haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-115522188101682363</id><published>2006-08-10T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T22:58:01.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Only the 3rd day of school and I'm tired oready.. Why do we have to study sooo much? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Gerline's little quiz result of herself, felt tat it was rather true eh. *tsk* I tink I'm like tat nei:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;You are a very serious person. You tend to be quiet and well behaved, and you don't have a great deal of self-confidence. You prefer to be alone rather than with friends and that could make you a little less interesting to certain types of guys. You are very attractive in an individual kind of way, and this means it can take people a little while to get to like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You really care about other people's feelings and are quite serious about the issues that affect your life. You are sincere, and your concern for the well-being of others makes many people want to be your friend.&lt;br /&gt;You strictly follow rules, and you expect other people to be the same as well. People can get tired of you easily, as you can make them feel a little guilty about themselves. You always make decisions on your own, and can be dismissive of other people's advice. You like to be the leader in groups, but can forget to be concerned about the people you are with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys see you as being a thinker and a careful person. They will be really attracted to this quality in you, but you need to learn to speak your mind, otherwise people will find you too shy and quiet. Learn to relax and lighten up--it's okay to have fun sometimes. When you learn to develop your fun-loving side, guys are going to flock to your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your boyfriend thinks that you are a real doll but this is not a totally positive thing. Sometimes you can be a bit too sweet, and come across as being helpless. If you're like this too frequently, your boyfriend and other people are likely to get tired of you having to rely on them all the time. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hee.. Hope I can squeeze more time out to slack. Still tinking of whether to get the texts anot. Going to be busy, but I'll try to keep my dearie frens updated abt me here. But I warn ur, it's gonna be duper boring. Hahaha.. Till den. =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-115522188101682363?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115522188101682363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115522188101682363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/08/only-3rd-day-of-school-and-im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-115410541320414594</id><published>2006-07-29T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T00:50:20.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have been rather moody these daes.. Zzzz.. Dunno why, aint the time for PMS nei. And I'm gg broke, tinking of getting a part time job yet afraid tat it'll affect my studies.. So fan.. Argh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. Cannot believe tat I signed the package.. Abit regret. Hmmm.. Went to meet daddy for dinner and movie juz now. The food at Xin Wang Cafe(Marina) still ok lar, the french toast taste abit weird, baked rice abit too cheesy, or izzit my prob? lolx. But daddy's pork chop is Nice! Very tender, din expect pork chop to be tat nice, haha... I want to complain!!! the Snow Ice is a Hoax! It's juz normal ice shavings lor.. Grr.. Cheated my feelings! The air-con oso abit too strong le, food turns cold fast. After tat very full liao and we were shivering, lolx.. have to rush to the cinema right at the other end(my 3rd time tat day =_=;). Waited for 20mins for the show to start, abit impatient, since it's been a long time we watched at GV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Tiger Dragon Gate lor, the story abit dotz dotz.. The 2 brothers, Wang Xiao Long(Zheng Zi Dan) and Wang Xiao Hu(Nicholas Tse) were separated at young la, fight fight fight to save the 'long hu men'. ok la, quite like the fighting scenes, but very 'kua zhang', comics ma. The father's name is Wang Fu Hu and the uncle's Wang Xiang Long, den got another Shi Hei Long, all the 'long's n 'hu's, got Ma Xiao Ling somemore, but this one cannot fight one.. lolx.. Not worth $9.50 la i can say. Dunno should recommend ur not. Funny, entertaining, but nth much to the plot, no jolts.. Juz my opinion. Hee.. Shall sign off here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-115410541320414594?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115410541320414594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115410541320414594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/07/have-been-rather-moody-these-daes.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-115392671934017438</id><published>2006-07-26T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T23:11:59.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh!!!! Reviewing of papers is simply a waste of money! I doubt anyone is successful at it!! Sigh.. Time to work hard again. Lonely Semester.. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-115392671934017438?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115392671934017438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115392671934017438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/07/argh-reviewing-of-papers-is-simply.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-115300641161320126</id><published>2006-07-16T07:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T07:33:31.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wah! Din noe singaporeans so happening, many of them actuali went down to town to catch some midnight show. Quite crowded I would sae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actuali wanted to catch the 1am show, but tix were selling out fast. Bought the 2am passes instead, den we walked from cineleisure all the way down to Shaw to chill first since there's still some time. We had a pretty nice chat. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it hits us tat we still need to make our way back.. lolx.. Daddy was tired le. I knew he tried his best le, accompanying me to my frens' bdae party tis 2 days. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after some anticipation, we get to watch the Pirates show! haha.. Damn, while sitting comfortably in our seats, we discovered tat the sound system had abit of prob. Everyone tot it wld go away wen the show starts but Geez, it didn't! So u can hear people cursing and swearing, people getting up to make complains, while some others like me continued to remain seated and tries to pay attention to wat they were trying to say. By den it was getting too noisy, after 10min!! The voices returned normal so we tot everything was ok. 2mins later it went awry again! By tis time people were fed-up. Most of us exited the cinema, demanding some actions to be taken, was feeling so sianz n suay lor. zzz.. Wait n wait, some bad management they have. After lots of confusions n grumblings n unhappiness, we get to catch the 3.15am show, alright! WAIT AGAIN!!! Abit lost the mood liao lor, sianz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still prefer the Curse of the Black Pearl. Tis time round was more of a development to the 3rd sequel. Haha.. Gonna catch some sleep now le. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-115300641161320126?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115300641161320126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115300641161320126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/07/wah-din-noe-singaporeans-so-happening.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-115276618128388503</id><published>2006-07-13T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T13:01:41.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha.. First time I tried to prepare 'Za Jiang Mian', without recipe somemore, and it taste Good! Anyone interested? I'll be willing to cook for you. Hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/1600/PIC_0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/200/PIC_0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/1600/PIC_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/200/PIC_0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thinking of making Lime Tea now, I'll go try. =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/1600/PIC_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/1600/PIC_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/1600/PIC_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-115276618128388503?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115276618128388503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115276618128388503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/07/haha_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-115271930793659638</id><published>2006-07-12T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T23:48:27.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looked Out of the Window, and I saw the Big Bright moon.. Lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/1600/PIC_0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/320/PIC_0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/1600/PIC_0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/320/PIC_0016.jpg" border="0" /&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;Tigger wants to say halo too.. Haha.. =Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/1600/PIC_0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/200/PIC_0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-115271930793659638?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115271930793659638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115271930793659638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/07/looked-out-of-window-and-i-saw-big.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-115254080839558578</id><published>2006-07-10T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T22:13:28.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Geez.. Din noe France played tat badly, wasted my whole time watching the seemed-never-ending match with france keep attacking n the italians defending furiously. And at the last min, dunno wat Zidane was doin, to end his career in this way but it was funny watching the re-play.. lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ya, finally waited till the penalty shoot-out, was actuali disappointed tat italy won la. But at 5am, I managed to get to sleep! lolx.. Den I was supposed to meet my fren at 8.45am at BB swimmimg complex, I overslept. Haha.. Onli managed to wake up when she called me at 8.50am. Felt so bad. =P Rushed down asap after washing up. Reached there at 9.05am. Hee.. Not tat bad hor?(trying to make myself feel better, lolx) It rained heavily while we continued swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up at 10+am and make our trip down to JB. First timer actuali, I learnt and I tink I can bring my daddy n frens down there some time. =) I din get anything from there though, instead, bought 5 tops when I got back to WestMall. $$ gonez.. =( Haha.. But I had a great day and I'm satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall ask daddy how's his first day of attachment later. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-115254080839558578?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115254080839558578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115254080839558578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/07/geez.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-115227385367902421</id><published>2006-07-07T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T20:04:13.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to catch Re-cycle today, I was so scared at the beginning.. lolx.. keep covering my ears n closing my eyes, due to the stupid 'sadako alike character' la.. Especially so when the 2 of us had booked the whole cinema to ourselves, lolx.. YUP! onli 2 of us watching the show, can't stop peeping behind me. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice show guys, worth watching(I wld give it 4.5 stars out of 5). After the show ended, realised it's abit later than we tot (2hr show). So we quickly walk over to have our lunch at Sakura@Orchard Shopping centre. Managed to 'sample' all the food la, though abit short of time, it oways happen wen we have buffet. lolx.. At first was quite amazed by the variety they have, but after eating, we tot it was onli ok. Hahaha.. Din reali eat much but very full le. The food are GOOD!(dunno how to eat the raw oyster n mussels, felt yucky to me.. lolx). Maybe next time can try again with the class. Anyone onz? Hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now, I'm Freeeee........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-115227385367902421?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115227385367902421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115227385367902421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/07/went-to-catch-re-cycle-today-i-was-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-115219192510275001</id><published>2006-07-06T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T21:18:45.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>See what I've got here! Hee.. Cute little pooh. It's actuali a mp3 speaker nei, and it's onli sold at a price of S$12.90. ok, maybe abit childish but I can't resist cute cuddly toys. =P As usual, I got my discount due to my connection, so I onli paid S$11.50 for this speaker-bear. They have tigger, piglet n eeyore too. Anyone wants to play Santa, I dun mine collecting them all.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr gonna have Sakura. *slurps* Hee.. Daddy is going for his attachment le, so I'll be super dupa free from next Monday onwards. *grins* Exercise regime, anyone? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/1600/pooh!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/320/pooh%21.jpg" 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/16576631-115219192510275001?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115219192510275001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115219192510275001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/07/see-what-ive-got-here-hee.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-115194091983654446</id><published>2006-07-03T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T23:38:39.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WooHoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NTU dragon boat teams triumph at the Prime Minister's Cup Challenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The NTU dragon boat team won both the men's and women's Prime Minister's Cup Challenge Trophies at the annual Dragon Boat Festival. The rowers also bagged awards in the tertiary and canoeing categories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope they dun be too smug oso la, muz keep up with the training. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-115194091983654446?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115194091983654446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115194091983654446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/07/woohoo-ntu-dragon-boat-teams-triumph.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-115177783102098243</id><published>2006-07-02T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T02:17:11.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha. Ger introduced these funny clips to me. Find this particular episode especially cute.. lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MNHFwCxI3ek" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I warn you, too much of it gets on your nerves.. lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, not only did Rooney not score, he still got a RED card.. lolx.. Portugal won!! Yeah! Hmmm.. May be I'll stay up a little while more for the next match. Let's hope brazil can make it. haha.. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-115177783102098243?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115177783102098243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115177783102098243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/07/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-115134486017808475</id><published>2006-06-27T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T15:46:13.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Coffee Ice Cream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavoricecreamareyouquiz/coffee.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Energetic and lively, you are always on the go.&lt;br /&gt;You're doing a million things at once and doing them well.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to motivate others and raise spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with chocolate ice cream.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavoricecreamareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Ice Cream Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-115134486017808475?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115134486017808475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115134486017808475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-are-coffee-ice-cream-energetic-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-115103614474490600</id><published>2006-06-23T11:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T03:04:41.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Guess Guess Guess.. keke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Underwater World yesterday! WOW!! Din noe there are so many kinds of crabs!! lolx.. Have you ever saw a shark's egg with lives babies in it? Hahaha.. It's an amazing experience! Too bad my camera went out of batt.. Maybe I should go back again some other time.. Hee.. Those of you who are interested too, they have an offer till 25June(cos of the school holis), adult priced @ $13.50(usual $19.50) each. Hey, I think it's worth it. Lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I also walked the dragon trail.. Abit scary walking through the'jungle', terrified when I saw a hornet(dady said one) buzzing in front of me and quickly made my way down another path.. Hee.. But soon daddy fell seriously sick, he had difficulty standing straight and breathing, and he was feeling nausea, can see he's reali feeling terrible.. So we came home abit early..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was waiting for 188 at habourfront, couldn't see any available bus so we continued to wait untill the driver came aloong and drove off the bus(w/o us!!) which was parking right at the other side.. Duh!! wanted to complain to the office, but put that off when I see him in a terrible state, juz prayed for the next bus to come along fast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick Sick Sick he was.. 39 degrees.. still dun wan to see the doc.. Let him sleep while I do my own stuff, mummy keep telling me that he needs to see doc.. But he dun wan, wat can I do? Damn stubborn lei.. So stupid le, later brain damage how, more stupid. Oops! Lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could work to earn some money too.. Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-115103614474490600?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115103614474490600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115103614474490600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/06/guess-guess-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-115047145606496484</id><published>2006-06-16T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T03:05:10.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Tired from shopping.. Guess wat! Bumped into Jasper!! He went shopping again!! Why my daddy not like him? Haha.. Bought a pair of shoes and daddy bought me a bag, along with a little puppy soft toy.. Hehe.. But too black le la.. shall show ger n ale tmr.. Lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satisfied, but I still want more!! lolx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-115047145606496484?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115047145606496484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115047145606496484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/06/tired-from-shopping.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-115037017446819826</id><published>2006-06-15T19:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T03:05:32.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;It was a nice swim. =) The water is slightly warm and very clean today! And surprisingly, there weren't as much pple as the past few daes.. keke.. Hope their school holidays to be over soon.. lolx.. evil eh? like tat I can swim all I want ma.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was swimming half way when the lifeguard kept whistling, so I looked around to see which idiot has gone against the rule. I din even catch a glimpse of the lifeguard, but he kept whistling la, damn it was irritating. Now, it was when I looked up, there's this huge swarm of bees above me, gosh! I was desperately trying to get myself to the other end of the pool, phew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think the kids must be freaking frightened.. lolx.. The lifeguard said the bee hive is somewhere above the baby pool.. No choice, all of them came over to the training pool.. Boy, it was crowded.. But after a while they decided to go home.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met the little caucasian kid, he's so cute, and full of mischief, I'm going to get him someday.. lolx..&lt;br /&gt;Nice day.. Hee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-115037017446819826?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115037017446819826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/115037017446819826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/06/it-was-nice-swim.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-114976798013089006</id><published>2006-06-08T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T19:59:40.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;The Puppies are so Cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7bcV-TL9mho" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I'm amazed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/37GVvxcyz6I" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-114976798013089006?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/114976798013089006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/114976798013089006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/06/puppies-are-so-cute-im-amazed.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-114957969589680868</id><published>2006-06-06T14:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T03:14:55.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some cute animations I'll like to share.. keke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="blog " src="http://images.bigoo.ws/content/gif/babies/babies_143.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="blog " src="http://images.bigoo.ws/content/gif/angels/angels_88.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="blog images" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/content/gif/animals/animals_52.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="image hosting" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/content/gif/animals/animals_156.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="blog Layouts" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/content/gif/animals/animals_134.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/Heartland/Ranch/9020/pmboy21.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="blog Layouts" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/content/gif/cartoon/cartoon_387.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/content/gif/cartoon/cartoon_367.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="blog Layouts" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/content/gif/cartoon/cartoon_398.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="blog Layouts" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/content/gif/cartoon/cartoon_399.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="blog" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/content/gif/cartoon/cartoon_448.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;There's simply too much. lolx.. Click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; for more.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-114957969589680868?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/114957969589680868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/114957969589680868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/06/some-cute-animations-ill-like-to-share.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-114951078130217652</id><published>2006-06-05T20:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T03:06:19.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Sigh.. Disappointed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for my results to be released for the whole day, juz as I've decided to go swimming, yuanshan sms me tat the results are out.. Zzz.. Made my aunt wait for me for abt half an hour while I check my Degree Audit and Daddy's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I din make it to the dean's list, I tot I was so close.. 4.38, behind by 0.12 to qualify.. Disappointed about a few grades too.. All dropped below my expectation... Geez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moody Moody Moody.... No one to grumble to, they'll strangle me if asked about my grades... But can you understand?! Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stupid uncle tried to talk to me when I walked home from the swimming complex.. Sianz.. Why oways kena pestered by uncles one? Feel so disgusted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhhh........... gotta find something to vent my frustration...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-114951078130217652?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/114951078130217652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/114951078130217652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/06/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-114896674526733086</id><published>2006-05-30T13:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T03:00:44.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;Hee.. Vainy Me.. Rotting at home.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/1600/PIC_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/320/PIC_0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/1600/PIC_0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/320/PIC_0009.jpg" 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/16576631-114896674526733086?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/114896674526733086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/114896674526733086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/05/hee.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-114845306329001878</id><published>2006-05-24T14:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T03:12:53.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Old MacDonald had a COW, E Ai E Ai YO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/320/DSCF0576.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. Brought the students to the cow farm and the frog farm today. The cattles are so cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esp tis one, it's only 10 days old! (but is oready the size of a 2mths old cattle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/320/PIC_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But so sad, cos it's too big le, the mother had some difficulty giving birth, she died tis morning, juz before we reach there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The students were happily feeding the cows away.. Some actuali stayed far far away.. I admit, the smell is reali pungent.. lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/1600/PIC_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/320/PIC_0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/1600/PIC_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1577/320/PIC_0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some others had the experience of milking the cows too.. Hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din manage to take photos at the frog farm though.. We saw how they actuali slaughter and skin the live frog.. Abit eee, but still tolerable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiring, but it wasn't tat hard being a 'tour guide' afterall.. Quick cash.. lolx.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-114845306329001878?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/114845306329001878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/114845306329001878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/05/old-macdonald-had-cow-e-ai-e-ai-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-114681578507058374</id><published>2006-05-05T15:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T03:01:23.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Spent da whole morning cleaning my room, at least I'm glad with the result, squeaky squeaky clean.. lolx.. Having muscle ache all over after running with Daddy yesterday.. zzzz... Feel so disgusted with them, they actuali bring forward the presentation day so suddenly, so sucky, we have to rush things up now.. Sucky prof.. Can't they put themselves into our shoes? Pple are still having exams lo.. &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/16576631-114681578507058374?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/114681578507058374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/114681578507058374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/05/b.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-114666610814276250</id><published>2006-05-03T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T23:03:58.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Compliments from Gerline.. kekeke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dedede;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Fierce Femme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f4f4f4"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/howdaringareyouquiz/fierce-femme.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have a wild side, and you aren't afraid to bring it out when the time is right.But you also know when to hang back and keep your "crazy chick" persona in check.In fact, some of your friends may be surprised to find out how far you can take it...You may look mild mannered, but it's all an act!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Daring Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Date A Japanese Guy!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whichforeignguyshouldyoudatequiz/japan.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're an interesting blend of traditonal and modernAnd a Japanese guy is likely to be on your wavelengthMaybe you'll show your love by dying your hair the same colorOr get married in a traditional white kimono!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Which&lt;/a&gt; Foreign Guy Should You Date?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Hahaha.. Serious? I should tell Daddy that.. Lolx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Woman!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/areyouagirlorawomanquiz/woman.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Congratulations, you've made it to adulthood.You're emotionally mature, responsible, and unlikely to act out.You accept that life is hard - and do your best to keep things upbeat.This makes you the perfect girlfriend... or even wife!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You A Girl Or a Woman?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;-BLUSH-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You'll Find Love Online&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/wherewillyoufindlovequiz/online.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dating in meatspace is way too complicated and time consuming for youYou rather find a ton of guys at the click of a buttonSo go on, and have some fun in your online dating adventureJust make sure &lt;a href="mailto:perfectguy@mrright.com"&gt;perfectguy@mrright.com&lt;/a&gt; is who he says he is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Where&lt;/a&gt; Will You Find Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Eh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Sleek Black Bra!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofbraareyouquiz/sleek-black-bra.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Subtle, sophisticated, and classy.You're not the first woman a man notices in the room...But you're the one he remembers a week later.You need a guy who will make a lasting impression on you too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Bra Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Ideal Hairstyle:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whathairstyleisrightforyouquiz/light-edges.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Light Edges&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Hairstyle Is Right For You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ewww....&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/16576631-114666610814276250?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/114666610814276250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/114666610814276250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/05/compliments-from-gerline.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-114620693671081322</id><published>2006-04-28T14:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T03:13:18.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Holidays have officially commenced! Lots of things to be done. Lots to catch up with. Time to clean my room too. Hee.. Hope I'm more enthusiastic to workout tis holiday. =P&lt;br /&gt;Check out my new apdopted pets under 'Friends'. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-114620693671081322?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/114620693671081322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/114620693671081322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/04/holidays-have-officially-commenced.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-114277217738905393</id><published>2006-03-19T20:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T03:02:05.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Stressed out. Exams in 24days' time. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dearest gerline, juz follow the below format. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="&lt;a href="&gt;web-link of the song&lt;/a&gt;" loop="infinite" hidden="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add it anywhere in your template. Hee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-114277217738905393?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/114277217738905393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/114277217738905393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/03/stressed-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-114197821410648831</id><published>2006-03-10T16:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T03:02:32.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Wat's the point of all this? So tired of everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-114197821410648831?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/114197821410648831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/114197821410648831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/03/wats-point-of-all-this-so-tired-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-114121627058409282</id><published>2006-03-01T20:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T03:03:26.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Damn Damn Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend so much time trying to finish the syllabus during recess, spent so much time trying to figure out all the tutorials; and when school starts, the FIRST thing I get from my FIRST lecture @ 8.30am from the Prof : I've just removed all the contents being up loaded previously as I've made changes to them. Please get all your material from the photocopy room; I WILL NOT post it on the edventure. Ok, nvm, I'll re-read for the remaining 2 sets lor, and I went to get a copy of it. Grr. It's the set that I've oready finished reading!!!! Waste my money for the few extra few slides he has supposedly included.. So when will I het to see the remaining notes?!! Huh?!! And ALL the questions have changed for the tutorial!!!! GREAT, I've to re-do them. Damn sickening la, I wan to do advanced reading one lor.. Better dun force me to complain to the Dean. So inefficient..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the other core, where's the lecture notes for my lesson tmr?!! Busy holidaying with the hike in our tuition fees right? Dunno why we are paying so much for such sucky system.. Sianz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn fed-up with them.. Argh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-114121627058409282?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/114121627058409282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/114121627058409282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/03/damn-it-damn-damn-damn-spend-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-113812021865492583</id><published>2006-01-25T00:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T03:03:40.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;HAIYO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! It's another book-filled Tuesday. Hate MicroB to the core!!! Waste my time and effort studying, dun think I even benefit from it anyway.. Can't he make things less tedious for us? Hello.. We are engineers-to-be, not scientists k.. I have the feeling tat I'm studying SBS lor.. I swear tat there's no other better way to kill brain cells than this.. Grrrr.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to make a trip down to PSA for EID de, but can't make it, so sian.. Have to ask the rest of the group wat's going on before I leave on Fri.. Haiz.. So many things before CNY, dun even have the mood to celebrate liao. I tink there's more to come.. Argh!!! I'm going mad! (tells myself, it's ok, tink of the Dean's List.. =D) Let's see how lon more can I survive.. Ganbate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy for Ger la, but can't stand her.. So Lovey-Dovey.. Makes my hair stands reading her blogs.. Should decrease my frequencies visit liao.. Oops.. Hope all my frens are doing fine. Though I've no time for ur, ur still oways on my mind de.. Reminds me tat I've got to get my book from Ale tmr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now waiting for my fren to call me, shall I go iron my precious jacket now? Tell me, why are there so many things to do?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-113812021865492583?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113812021865492583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113812021865492583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/01/haiyo-gosh-its-another-book-filled.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-113648367730580205</id><published>2006-01-06T02:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T03:03:59.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Heck With The Electives.. Screwed-Up System!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15th.]&lt;br /&gt;With a birthday on the 15th of any month, you are apt to have really strong attachments to home, family and domestic scene. The 1 and 5 equalling 6, provide the sort of energy that makes you an excellent parent or teacher. You are very responsible and capable. This is an attractive and an attracting influence. You like harmony in your environment and strive to maintain it. You tend to learn by observation than study and research. You may like to cook, but you probably don't follow recipes. This number shows artistic leanings and would certainly support any talents that may be otherwise in your makeup. You're a very generous and giving person, but perhaps a bit stubborn in ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna Turn In Liaoz La, Gotta Leave For School In 4hrs' Time. Damn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-113648367730580205?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113648367730580205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113648367730580205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2006/01/heck-with-electives.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-113517503636611543</id><published>2005-12-21T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T03:04:08.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;My eyes are so dry.. Grr.. Oways can't wear my contacts for long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.. Went Orchard again today, sg's simply toooo small, so uninteresting for poor pple like me.. keke.. But at least we get to shop a little today and i managed to reframe myself from getting stuff for myself. Too pampered by Daddy, too gluttony, keke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to treat Daddy for my supposedly satisfactory result, in the end, daddy's still the one paying. heh.. We ate at Food Republic (forgot to bring along my Camie, so no photos =D), got ticked off by Daddy for being too fussy on where to sit where there's oready so many pple ard during lunch time, and we ended up having no seats rather than bad seats cos i insist on going round the food mall for 2-3 times.. oops.. keke.. Jus at the rite time, i walked into a corner seat of 4 with onli 2 chairs, haha!! Den i smiled smugly at Daddy (evil grins). The onli food pple seems to be getting is the fried hokkien prawn mee, the queue is loooooong.... And i'm in it =_=; haha.. And it wasn't tat nice afterall.. Singaporean juz like to follow the queue la.. They onli go for wat has been advertised or publicised... We paid~$3 bucks for the passion fruit soda, was full of anticipation while we were waiting for it to be prepared until we saw the 'tiny' cup, gave daddy the 'seh' face.. But it was rather nice, happy happy after lunch.. Den it's walk walk time, cos there's still ard 3 hrs before we are gg to catch 'The Promise'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But u know ar,&lt;br /&gt;shop-&gt;eyes glow-&gt;hands itchy-&gt;xin yang yang-&gt;spend money-&gt;no money&lt;br /&gt;so i jus anyhow see see look look lor.. humph, still haven get any new stuff for sch..&lt;br /&gt;I had the craving for Paragon's ice cream, so i shareda Regular with Daddy, in the end i keep feeding him.. Hee.. Can't help it la.. As we walked further down, saw some pple caroling, abit cute, abit funny.. haha.. We even went in to Lucky Plaza! Kena 'axe' there.. So angry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather bored, can onli look look, cannot buy, so we went arcade for awhile b4 we enter the show, played tis touch screen Find It, ur shld be familiar ba, tis photohunt thingy. We are so chui! keep dying, daddy die die oso wan to break the lowest high score.. Tink, we spent $3.50? Which is 7 tries? shld be, if not more, b4 we landed up in the fourth place, with my name 'Bao Bao' keyed in there by daddy.. (paisei.. haha..) Den daddy told me, he oso placed tat on one of the soccer machine over at Marine Parade.. Duh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By den I was oready feeling piggy, er, i mean tired.. Hee.. Watch the show half dead.. lolx.. My concentration span is decreasing.. Geez.. Am I reali getting old? Anyway, 'The Promise' is a rather nice show if u disregard the plot la.. The effects are quite nicely done, abit sweet, abit ridiculous, and &lt;s&gt;abit&lt;/s&gt; funny.. Worth a catch. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed the day with Daddy, no quarrels.. lolx =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-113517503636611543?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113517503636611543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113517503636611543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2005/12/no-money-so-i-jus-anyhow-see-see-look.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-113505118970086351</id><published>2005-12-20T11:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T02:59:08.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Happy Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;Results finally out, heng no bao. Haha.. Can fully enjoy the remaining of my holidays! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;Cheers =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;Gotta work harder next sem. Yea!&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/16576631-113505118970086351?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113505118970086351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113505118970086351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-happy-happy-results-finally-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-113475071954861036</id><published>2005-12-17T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T02:59:30.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Ah Dui, Why I Sooooo Lucky? Kena Ale's MeMe? Lolx.. Anyway, Feeling Rather Bored At The Moment, Give Her Face Lo.. Oops.. (Almost Dozing Off Le)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All questions will have 3 answers. As all memes go, the very first answer you think of is probably the most accurate thing at the moment. However, we all know it's a meme after all. Don't hesitate and confine yourself to a little frame. Be crazy and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What fairy tales do you think of when you see '3'?&lt;br /&gt;-3 little pigs&lt;br /&gt;-i'm getting abit old, forgot about most of them.. lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What are the 3 things you cannot live without currently?&lt;br /&gt;-handphone&lt;br /&gt;-money&lt;br /&gt;-yummies.. heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What are your 3 favourite books?&lt;br /&gt;-Room 13&lt;br /&gt;-Statics and Mechanics of Materials! Buahaha..&lt;br /&gt;-The Dad's Will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What are the 3 types of things in your room that have the most quantities?&lt;br /&gt;-soft toys&lt;br /&gt;-cds&lt;br /&gt;-books!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Who are the 3 friends who keep you sane?&lt;br /&gt;i tink all my frens drive me crazy. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Who are the 3 friends whom you think treat you as a big part of their lives?&lt;br /&gt;-daddy&lt;br /&gt;-huihan&lt;br /&gt;-a few others.. '-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Who are the 3 people whom may think you're indispensable in their lives?&lt;br /&gt;-mum&lt;br /&gt;-dad&lt;br /&gt;-daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Who are the 3 people whom are indispensable in your life&lt;br /&gt;-family&lt;br /&gt;-frens&lt;br /&gt;-daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) What are the 3 songs that are stuck in your head now&lt;br /&gt;-wan mei de yi tian (sun yanzi)&lt;br /&gt;-da she tou (kenji wu)&lt;br /&gt;-bu shao ji nian (kenji wu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) What are the 3 dishes you can eat everyday?&lt;br /&gt;-mum's fish head bee hoon&lt;br /&gt;-potatoes&lt;br /&gt;-salads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) What are the 3 things you can do everyday?&lt;br /&gt;-rot&lt;br /&gt;-chill&lt;br /&gt;-dines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Who are the best people to talk on IM?&lt;br /&gt;-xinhui&lt;br /&gt;-belinda&lt;br /&gt;-alethea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Who do you think has the most patience around you?&lt;br /&gt;-mum&lt;br /&gt;-daddy&lt;br /&gt;-my youngest bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) What are the 3 things that reduce you to tears almost instantaneously?&lt;br /&gt;-when i made daddy ignore me&lt;br /&gt;-melodramas&lt;br /&gt;-dad's scoldings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) What personality traits do you like about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;-determination&lt;br /&gt;-independence&lt;br /&gt;-thoughtfulness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) What are you proud of about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;-taking care of my bros&lt;br /&gt;-good listener&lt;br /&gt;-able to tolerate all the way to uni.. lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) What do you do when you're down?&lt;br /&gt;-cry&lt;br /&gt;-shut myself up in the room&lt;br /&gt;-blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) What do you do when you're bored?&lt;br /&gt;-net-surfing&lt;br /&gt;-clean up my room&lt;br /&gt;-try to cook up some dishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) What have you done to regret?&lt;br /&gt;-said the wrong stuff at inappropriate times&lt;br /&gt;-getting angry at my mum&lt;br /&gt;-too lenient with my bros' studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) What do you loathe?&lt;br /&gt;-backstabber&lt;br /&gt;-hypocrites&lt;br /&gt;-crowds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) What will you do with a million bucks?&lt;br /&gt;-investment&lt;br /&gt;-set up a small biz&lt;br /&gt;-see to family's needs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) What will your children's names be?&lt;br /&gt;-amber&lt;br /&gt;-crytal&lt;br /&gt;-ray (but dun tink i'll ever wan to give birth, haha..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Where are your favourite countries?&lt;br /&gt;-singapore&lt;br /&gt;-japan&lt;br /&gt;-australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) What are you thinking of right now?&lt;br /&gt;-when is daddy coming back&lt;br /&gt;-why did i bother to do tis&lt;br /&gt;-daddy's christmas present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Who do you wish to see now?&lt;br /&gt;-xinhui&lt;br /&gt;-kenny&lt;br /&gt;-kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) What are the flowers you like?&lt;br /&gt;-lilies&lt;br /&gt;-pink roses&lt;br /&gt;-daisies esp pink ones =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) What are your favourite designs of clothes?&lt;br /&gt;-plain&lt;br /&gt;-feminine&lt;br /&gt;-comfortable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) What do you think are your good friends' weak points?&lt;br /&gt;-who are we to judge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Who do you want to pass this meme to?&lt;br /&gt;-huihan&lt;br /&gt;-yuanxing&lt;br /&gt;-my younger bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-113475071954861036?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113475071954861036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113475071954861036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2005/12/ah-dui-why-i-sooooo-lucky-kena-ales.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-113336976006627939</id><published>2005-12-01T00:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T02:59:45.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;It's been a looong while since i spent hours msning, feels so good to share so much wif xiao hui, actuali is more of her sharing wif me. lolx.. Hope she'll be happy. Pray hard for her in everything she do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some catching up wif ger too.. Hmm.. again. i'm the listener.. lolx.. And she's still the same, oways reply so slow... /shakes head/ keke.. Feels great to have all my frens ard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of them have 'surrendered' so i shall accompany them to the lala land too le. Stay happy my frens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to saturday! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-113336976006627939?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113336976006627939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113336976006627939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-been-looong-while-since-i-spent.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-113270743713417088</id><published>2005-11-23T08:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T02:59:58.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I hate this feeling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-113270743713417088?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113270743713417088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113270743713417088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2005/11/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-i-hate-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-113196409834730778</id><published>2005-11-14T18:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T02:57:04.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rashes!! All over..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Zzz...&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/16576631-113196409834730778?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113196409834730778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113196409834730778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2005/11/rashes-all-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-113153070415537508</id><published>2005-11-09T17:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T02:56:11.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Great! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm going to 'tao bao' my favourite subject. Only have myself to blame right? For being too smug and not practicing enough.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm done for this time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;Why does Daddy have to react this way?... ; &lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-113153070415537508?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113153070415537508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113153070415537508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2005/11/great-im-going-to-tao-bao-my-favourite.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-113085843214077845</id><published>2005-11-01T23:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T02:55:31.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eekss.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm coughing like mad, and rashes broke out all over my body today.. Man, they itch too.. Die la, exams in 2 days' time, still considering whether to visit the clinic tmr not, I hate to see the doc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Studied at NUS library today with Ger and Xiao Han.. Cool facilities, great environment too and of cos, wonderful companies.. Haha.. Dinner at Pasta Mania. Great day spent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I must turn in and recuperate. 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/16576631-113085843214077845?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113085843214077845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113085843214077845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2005/11/eekss.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-113080579430290358</id><published>2005-11-01T08:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T02:54:56.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;I thought he would call, I was wrong. Feelings have changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;As I went thru the smses he had sent me, I felt the passion was missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;Perhaps he has grown tired of me, constantly having to give in to my tantrums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Cried myself to sleep again, I hated those tears, reali hated them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Have to try to force my puffy eyes to keep open, gonna study hard with Ger later. Hope things will be better today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Feeling Sucky&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/16576631-113080579430290358?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113080579430290358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113080579430290358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-thought-he-would-call-i-was-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-113076210078678777</id><published>2005-10-31T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T02:54:17.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;True love's suppose to be sweet right? If it's not sweet, is it still true love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Sometimes I think I'm oready numb to this kind of feeling. Your dream is just so different from reality... But yet, I can't stop feeling sad.. It's fate I guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;三天一小吵，五天一大吵。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;Even before the day of your first anniversary. Great eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ya, I screwed the day up. I'm just so unreasonable. And I'm totally a lousy person in all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;可能真的不适合吧。。。我什么都不敢再多想了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;只愿能平静的度过。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Feeling Blues...&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/16576631-113076210078678777?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113076210078678777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/113076210078678777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2005/10/true-loves-suppose-to-be-sweet-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-112818568463061100</id><published>2005-10-02T00:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T02:53:28.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lovely Night.. EH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nua the whole day until I finally got to meet Ger n Derren in the evening. It always feels so good to see them. Thanks alot guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But it was abit late trying to get dinner, cos by den everywhere is so crowded. Waited for almost 30 mins before we enter Sakae Marina. Food is so-so as usual, it's the company tat counts isn't it? keke.. Well, we decided to drop by Esplanade after tat. As we were walking along the bay, we saw tat there are performances by kids, and realised den, tat today is Children's Day. The kids are so lovable, I'm totally enchanted by their talents, how envious I am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The lights reflecting in the water , the music in the air and the magnificant Fullerton in sight are simply so captivating at nite.. It's been quite sometime since I last had this beautiful, peaceful feeling.. As we walked along, there this group of dance-enthusiasts getting together juz to dance (obviously, lolx..), I can see tat they are enjoying themselves totally alongside with many great pieces of songs.. Ah.. How it reminds me tat I still have my unfulfilled desire to learn dirty-dancing.. Dun tink it can be realised..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The nite is getting in, and it's time to head home.. My feet hurts abit, with the heels.. Glad tat I managed to get a seat on the train. But geez.. There's this weird uncle in his 50s I guess, ranting away and cursing, and he tries to get close and talks to people.. I'm so afraid he would do something dangerous, and I start to wonder if there's anything we or the authority could do to suppress this kind of situation. Luckily my worries are redundant, but a group of teenagers are not so, being pestered and requested to be hand-shaked by the uncle from one cabin to another... Finally he alighted the train a few stations before me and left many of us relieved.. This is the 2nd time I've encounted such situation, and in the near vicinity of my location.. Haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reached home and had a reali nice hot bath and here I am.. Sharing my thoughts with those who care to take some time off reading my humble little story..&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/16576631-112818568463061100?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/112818568463061100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/112818568463061100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2005/10/lovely-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-112807941062422155</id><published>2005-09-30T19:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T02:53:06.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get to know yourself better&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education:&lt;br /&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;You like privacy very much because you enjoy spending time with your own thoughts. You like to disappear when you cannot find solutions to your own problems, but you would feel better if you learned to share your thoughts with a person you trust. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/16576631-112807941062422155?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/112807941062422155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/112807941062422155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2005/09/get-to-know-yourself-better-your-view.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-112723134640430816</id><published>2005-09-20T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T02:52:22.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My eyelids are so heavy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's only the second day since school has started and I've oready fall ill. Tink my body is giving up on me le... Gonna let it replenish some energy before it reali breaks down. Down with a bad sore throat and feeling terrible now, hate the feeling. Never fails to drive me into the silent mode...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been raining the whole day alright, kinda "melancholized" by the the constant downpour. And I like the feeling. As I looked out of the library window this afternoon, I can't help tinking that how nice it would be to be under my nice comfy blankie with a mug of hot milo and watching some reali touching shows... But "Snap", I still have to wake up to reality. Went for the last lecture after grabbing a bite in the late afternoon. Geez... 小龟's lecture is so funny! I tink he's the most charming and youngest-looking Prof I've encountered so far... Heh.. Unfortunately, it wasn't that informative. Well, I still look forward to his lecture tmr morning, hope I'll be feeling better by den...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feels so warming to see gerline thru webcam juz now.. Thanx ger. =)&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/16576631-112723134640430816?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/112723134640430816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/112723134640430816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-eyelids-are-so-heavy.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-112705492128991717</id><published>2005-09-18T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T02:51:41.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330000;"&gt;Lonely Mooncake Festival...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost our culture, lost our traditional practice.. There isn't the slightest mood in the air I can feel... Remember how fun it used to be, where I go round the park with the beautifully-lit lantern in one hand, playing with my cousins, perhaps with mooncake in the other ( I'm such a glutton... lolx ), how memorable... So much has changed over the years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for breakfast at Crystal Jade though.. Yum yum... keke... Then it was shopping time, Zzz... Cos it's not me, (Zzz somemore) juz have to follow wherever my mum and aunt have decided to stop by... After which I have to return home to prepare for my quiz tmr... Irks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe I'm stucked at home with my books for the whole recess. I'm deprived of serious shopping! So sianz and preoccupied at the thought of going back school tmr that I nearly swallow my Listerine while gurgling (shivers)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hope that everything will go smoothly for the next half of the sem. All the best to me! And of cos, to Daddy, Ger, and Ale. Wonder how's Mei and Derren doing. Hope we can meet up soon... Hmm... Miss those daes in SA. Argh, so deprived of exercising now, growing fat! Better do something soon, or else I'm done for... Grr... ( Looks at my tummy and sighs...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay happy my friends. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16576631-112705492128991717?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/112705492128991717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/112705492128991717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2005/09/lonely-mooncake-festival.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16576631.post-112637520075376165</id><published>2005-09-11T02:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T02:50:58.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nobody is perfect until you fall in love with&lt;br /&gt;them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love starts with a smile,&lt;br /&gt;grows with a kiss,&lt;br /&gt;and ends with a tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry over anyone who won't cry over&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when the only person who&lt;br /&gt;can make you stop crying&lt;br /&gt;is the person who made you cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If love isn't a game, why are there so&lt;br /&gt;many players?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good friends are hard to find, harder to&lt;br /&gt;leave, and impossible to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can only go as far as you push!&lt;br /&gt;Actions speak louder than words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing to do is watch the one&lt;br /&gt;you love, love somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't let the past hold you back, you're&lt;br /&gt;missing the good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's short. If you don't look around once&lt;br /&gt;in awhile you might miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A best friend is like a four leaf clover,&lt;br /&gt;hard to find and lucky to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people make the world special&lt;br /&gt;by just being in it.&lt;br /&gt;Best friends are the siblings God forgot to give us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When it hurts to look back,&lt;br /&gt;and you're scared to look ahead,&lt;br /&gt;you can look beside you&lt;br /&gt;and your best friend will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True friendship never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good friends are like stars....you don't&lt;br /&gt;always see them, but you know they are&lt;br /&gt;always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't frown&lt;br /&gt;you never know who is falling&lt;br /&gt;in love with your smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is okay in the end.&lt;br /&gt;If it's not okay, then it's not the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people walk in and out of your life,&lt;br /&gt;but only friends leave footprints in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u love something...let it go.&lt;br /&gt;If it comes back to you, it’s yours....&lt;br /&gt;If it doesn't then it never was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330000;"&gt;A kiss is just a kiss until u find the one you&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hug is just a hug until its from the one&lt;br /&gt;u r thinking of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dream is just a dream until&lt;br /&gt;u make it come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE is just a word&lt;br /&gt;until its proven 2 u. &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/16576631-112637520075376165?l=fangyfangfang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/112637520075376165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16576631/posts/default/112637520075376165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyfangfang.blogspot.com/2005/09/nobody-is-perfect-until-you-fall-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Shufang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16324385714785603068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
