<?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-29192195</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:56:05.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>living my own life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-7714376869481551909?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/7714376869481551909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=7714376869481551909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/7714376869481551909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/7714376869481551909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/09/away.html' title='away'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-170301144056091218</id><published>2008-08-30T02:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T03:59:52.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>living my own life</title><content type='html'>thanks for the comments.&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate every single thing that you guys said.&lt;br /&gt;nope, i'm not offended.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really blessed in fact to have friends like you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know who are my real friends and who aren't.&lt;br /&gt;i'm facing all these with a positive point of view.&lt;br /&gt;i know i dun date guys who are engaged.&lt;br /&gt;even if i know my friends who do, i won't judge them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because all these happen for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;and god has his plans.&lt;br /&gt;also, at least, i dun throw a tantrum in public if i do argue with my love one.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dun judge my friends who do this,&lt;br /&gt;cuz everything happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;and like i say earlier, god has his plans.&lt;br /&gt;and all these while,&lt;br /&gt;it's amazing on how much i get all these attention,&lt;br /&gt;just because of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll face it with a positive point of view,&lt;br /&gt;cuz i know if i explain everything,&lt;br /&gt;it'll take forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for me, &lt;br /&gt;to all of you who have said your piece,&lt;br /&gt;i thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank you so very much.&lt;br /&gt;and i apologise if my entries all this while tend to be misleading.&lt;br /&gt;cuz my intentions are not what it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a phrase i quoted from someone&lt;br /&gt;"be strong, coz life gonna get tougher as u grew older. u grew wiser as u grew older. u grew aware of who u befren with as u grew older. as u grew wiser, u became quieter coz u prefer to listen to dos who likes to speak their way tru. dis way u knew how full of shit sumone can be at times. and sumtimes,u can see sumhow d mask dat ur frens are comfortably wearing.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-170301144056091218?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/170301144056091218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=170301144056091218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/170301144056091218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/170301144056091218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/08/living-my-own-life.html' title='living my own life'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-7209291680281784273</id><published>2008-08-28T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T01:46:15.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>oh my.&lt;br /&gt;the last few days have been torture for me.&lt;br /&gt;i've been having diarrhoe.&lt;br /&gt;migraine.&lt;br /&gt;cold sweat.&lt;br /&gt;body shivering for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;not eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;just one more week of torture.&lt;br /&gt;and endurance.&lt;br /&gt;just one more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at my classmates' illustrations scare me.&lt;br /&gt;a lot.&lt;br /&gt;they're good illustrators.&lt;br /&gt;ok not good.&lt;br /&gt;but great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esp. Aldwin's.&lt;br /&gt;his sketches are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;and the competition in class is like whoah.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god.&lt;br /&gt;give me the strength and endurance to face these challenges.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so excited.&lt;br /&gt;next week is the fasting month.&lt;br /&gt;*waiting patiently*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-7209291680281784273?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/7209291680281784273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=7209291680281784273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/7209291680281784273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/7209291680281784273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/08/tired_28.html' title='tired'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-7589090854354917426</id><published>2008-08-27T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T01:07:31.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my progress</title><content type='html'>my progress is very SLOW.&lt;br /&gt;out of my &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 postcards designs,&lt;br /&gt;99 illustrations &amp;&lt;br /&gt;3 advertisements,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only finish 6 postcards designs.&lt;br /&gt;aahhhh..&lt;br /&gt;and all these by 9am later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what i have done so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=Picture1-1-1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Picture1-1-1.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and libre's one is also halfway done.&lt;br /&gt;but for him,&lt;br /&gt;it's due next mon.&lt;br /&gt;2 mock up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=Picture2-1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Picture2-1.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's his first time using Illustrator.&lt;br /&gt;not bad right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;cracking both our brains right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-7589090854354917426?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/7589090854354917426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=7589090854354917426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/7589090854354917426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/7589090854354917426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-progress.html' title='my progress'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-1859114890500033547</id><published>2008-08-26T01:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T03:11:03.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you</title><content type='html'>i know i've been away.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry readers.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm like enjoying my life ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i about to unleash a new chapter in my story,&lt;br /&gt;i sincerely hope that all of you will understand what i have gone through.&lt;br /&gt;i'm ready tonight.&lt;br /&gt;ready to tell the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes people.&lt;br /&gt;annimal and me.&lt;br /&gt;we broke up.&lt;br /&gt;but both of us had a mutual understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this happened in the month of april.&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;i heard he has started seeing other girls.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm very happy to hear that he has moved on.&lt;br /&gt;i will always pray for his happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, few weeks after him,&lt;br /&gt;i was dating someone.&lt;br /&gt;i thought we had something going on.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, it didn't work out.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm glad he was being honest with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i met someone.&lt;br /&gt;i used to promise myself to never fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i had it with guys.&lt;br /&gt;i was devastated after annimal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day,&lt;br /&gt;adawiyah, mak de, asraf (annimal's relatives)&lt;br /&gt;came to visit me at Creative.&lt;br /&gt;i hugged them tightly and i nearly cried.&lt;br /&gt;i miss them so much.&lt;br /&gt;they understood the whole thing and they told me,&lt;br /&gt;"it's ok, things don't work out for a reason"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that night,&lt;br /&gt;adillah (annimal's sis)&lt;br /&gt;msg me and asking me how i am.&lt;br /&gt;i cried again.&lt;br /&gt;i miss them a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, this new person in my life.&lt;br /&gt;he's a super average guy with a super average life.&lt;br /&gt;a student from FMDS (First Media Design School).&lt;br /&gt;a normal student who's exactly like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i meant exactly.&lt;br /&gt;i mean in terms of character, &lt;br /&gt;likings and dislikes,&lt;br /&gt;hobbies,&lt;br /&gt;interests.&lt;br /&gt;almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when people just got to know each other,&lt;br /&gt;they prefer to know the similarities.&lt;br /&gt;well, we were keen to know our differences.&lt;br /&gt;he can't stand durian while i can.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like loving myself.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm loving the guy version of me.&lt;br /&gt;you guys and i know i'm a super busy person.&lt;br /&gt;well, he's super duper more busier than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and surprisingly,&lt;br /&gt;he doesn't look like he's busy.&lt;br /&gt;he's very laid back.&lt;br /&gt;and at first, i was like "oh, a hip hop kinda person"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was mysterious in all sorts of ways.&lt;br /&gt;be it in school,&lt;br /&gt;or his outside life.&lt;br /&gt;but i was just interested on how he thinks what design is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as days gone by,&lt;br /&gt;he starts to reveal his true self to me.&lt;br /&gt;i knew he's a graffiti artist and he's 3 years older than me.&lt;br /&gt;but things became interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the list will go on.&lt;br /&gt;oh god, who is this person i'm dating?&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god, what have i done to deserve a person like him?&lt;br /&gt;i'm so thankful.&lt;br /&gt;i'm loving him.&lt;br /&gt;which is i'm loving myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Mr Mark Phooi's Birthday celebration last fri.&lt;br /&gt;the people from Satchi and Satchi.&lt;br /&gt;the people from O&amp;M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP7480-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP7480-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the birthday dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP7467-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP7467-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP7493-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP7493-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*some of the pics are not released as it is for R21 only*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is just the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;i just have to wait and see what he has in store for me.&lt;br /&gt;trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: "you know you don't have to shower me with all these expensive stuffs right"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIM: "i'm not showering you. i just think that you deserve a much better life than last time."&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;amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syimah.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for listening to me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for quitting.&lt;br /&gt;i'm very proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;you know what to do right for me?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i have revealed my stories dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;i hope you guys have understood the whole chaotic life i have gone through before meeting him.&lt;br /&gt;a lot of people have seen me with lots of different guys.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i know.&lt;br /&gt;but i was just merely finding the right one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my plan now is to finish up my degree.&lt;br /&gt;i have less than 18 months to go.&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully, &lt;br /&gt;he'll be the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-1859114890500033547?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/1859114890500033547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=1859114890500033547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/1859114890500033547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/1859114890500033547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/08/thank-you.html' title='thank you'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-4099930951200841440</id><published>2008-08-18T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T15:16:51.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>going with the flow</title><content type='html'>i'm thinking of changing my part time job.&lt;br /&gt;i don't see a point staying at creative.&lt;br /&gt;cuz when i go to work for 4 hours,&lt;br /&gt;all i do is stand and stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that 4 hours can be use for designing.&lt;br /&gt;can be use for thinking and expanding my creativity,&lt;br /&gt;be it in my school work or freelance.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not allowed to do work when i'm standing and staring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;libre wants me to go to lancer studio to work part time.&lt;br /&gt;as a part time designer.&lt;br /&gt;to do relevant stuffs&lt;br /&gt;and not just bumming around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told him  maybe i wanna try during the school holidays&lt;br /&gt;which will be in december.&lt;br /&gt;at least i'm doing something that is worth it.&lt;br /&gt;rather than standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i don't know how i'm gonna celebrate this year raya with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;definitely, with the ycp peeps,&lt;br /&gt;my joyriders,&lt;br /&gt;i don't know about my pri school friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems that annimal doesn't wanna even see me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;so i don't think i should exist in that clique anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather allow him to have my friends.&lt;br /&gt;and pray and hope he will be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sec school friends?&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;cuz it's been a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be awkward around them.&lt;br /&gt;JI friends?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;libre's friends?&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;this will be a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;as much i want him to be normal,&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him to be normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want him to be extraordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. &lt;br /&gt;we shall see how.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-4099930951200841440?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/4099930951200841440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=4099930951200841440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/4099930951200841440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/4099930951200841440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/08/going-with-flow.html' title='going with the flow'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-7729359125831224796</id><published>2008-08-16T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T00:04:48.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>butterflies</title><content type='html'>i can really be myself when im around him.&lt;br /&gt;cuz he's me.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm him.&lt;br /&gt;confused?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so happy that my mac's webcam can be use.&lt;br /&gt;wohooo.&lt;br /&gt;now i can chat and see "me" everyday.&lt;br /&gt;"me" is "him".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, one day the world will know what i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever wonder if you were to marry someone,&lt;br /&gt;will he be loyal to you?&lt;br /&gt;as in, let's say he's a multi billionaire,&lt;br /&gt;will he have his own a mistress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times, i do wonder.&lt;br /&gt;but according to my mum,&lt;br /&gt;never trust your husband 100%&lt;br /&gt;life is unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these last few days,&lt;br /&gt;a lot of my friends kept asking me.&lt;br /&gt;"sue, are you ok?"&lt;br /&gt;and it's not from the same person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from my colleagues,&lt;br /&gt;to my theater friends,&lt;br /&gt;to my outside friends,&lt;br /&gt;asking me whether i'm ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm ok.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;im not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. &lt;br /&gt;does it show?&lt;br /&gt;i mean.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i'm not?&lt;br /&gt;but i feel fine.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-7729359125831224796?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/7729359125831224796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=7729359125831224796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/7729359125831224796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/adysue-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is by adeline.&lt;br /&gt;she said i move around too much.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=jeanniesue-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/jeanniesue-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is sketched by jeannie.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=suebyazhar-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/suebyazhar-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is by azhar.&lt;br /&gt;cool right.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;3 different variations by 3 different artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-2000399477255976570?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/2000399477255976570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=2000399477255976570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/2000399477255976570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/2000399477255976570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/08/sketches.html' title='sketches'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-7418163723912429346</id><published>2008-08-12T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T00:52:49.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>designer</title><content type='html'>i love talking to libre.&lt;br /&gt;he's knowledgeable and it's fun to know how he thinks.&lt;br /&gt;he's experienced and he's been exposed to a lot of design works.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm thankful that he's sharing it with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do wonder why i was accepted to lasalle.&lt;br /&gt;is it a good thing or a bad thing?&lt;br /&gt;well, the good thing is lasalle can mould me to be a commercialize designer.&lt;br /&gt;a commercialize SAFE designer that can be accepted by companies all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but do i wanna be a safe designer?&lt;br /&gt;or do i wanna break the rules and be a unique designer who can provoke my audience?&lt;br /&gt;i used to think that i wanna be a designer who works in a well known magazine company and follow the rules.&lt;br /&gt;but now, come to think of it, knowing me, i can never be contented if a company restrict my creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, how do i deal with it?&lt;br /&gt;should i set up my own company?&lt;br /&gt;should i work first?&lt;br /&gt;should i just be a design lecturer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;in less than 2 yrs and i'll be graduating.&lt;br /&gt;i want that 1st class honours degree.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna show my lecturers that i can be better, in fact no, the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;libre is guiding me and showing me the pathway to be a great designer.&lt;br /&gt;to expand my creativity.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm really thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;i envy him at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i envy him, i'll envy myself.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day.&lt;br /&gt;the world will know the truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-7418163723912429346?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/7418163723912429346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=7418163723912429346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/7418163723912429346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/7418163723912429346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/08/designer.html' title='designer'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-1122065968081612010</id><published>2008-08-11T01:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T01:23:48.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=DSC07571-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/DSC07571-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my dearest nadiah,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the lunch date on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we shall do it again in like 6months time?&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, you have given a lot to motivate someone.&lt;br /&gt;but they still wanna give up.&lt;br /&gt;it's like draining your energy away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about it.&lt;br /&gt;you have lots of assignments to do.&lt;br /&gt;not sleeping and all sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;then you have a part time work and a freelance work to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the same time,&lt;br /&gt;you have to motivate someone.&lt;br /&gt;but you don't care how time consuming it is but you still do it.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz you care.&lt;br /&gt;that's why.&lt;br /&gt;i have this much to give but it's up to that someone to relate to it.&lt;br /&gt;tired?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-1122065968081612010?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/1122065968081612010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=1122065968081612010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/1122065968081612010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/1122065968081612010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/08/tired.html' title='tired.'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-5943203556016906833</id><published>2008-08-10T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T02:04:21.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ndp</title><content type='html'>there'll be always something good that will happen after a bad situation.&lt;br /&gt;i think god has really showed me the pathway to happiness.&lt;br /&gt;who knows?&lt;br /&gt;only HE, THE GREAT, knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear god,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for giving me a fruitful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was having a super duper fun day -LAR&lt;br /&gt;instead of watching and waiting for the fireworks,&lt;br /&gt;i was happily looking at "SINGAPOREANS WAY OF ENJOYING DURING NDP"&lt;br /&gt;libre was smiling and laughing happily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP7219-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP7219-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was looking out for these singaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP7225-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP7225-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if course we can't miss our fav lime juice. KPO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP7231-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP7231-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sooo love lime juice. RIGHT ADELINE? u should noe. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP7241-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP7241-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the big fat auntie in front of me being the LOUD singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;"OEI, I'M HERE!" *waving frantically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP7256-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP7256-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this tiny green thing is her radio.&lt;br /&gt;you should have seen her.&lt;br /&gt;SINGING and SWAYING.&lt;br /&gt;and then she will wave frantically to the parachuter like as if he can see her.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;libre and me were like looking at her and staring at her!hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP7265-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP7265-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is our bouncer.&lt;br /&gt;he made sure everyone was sitting down so that the back people can see.&lt;br /&gt;he is really fierce i tell u!&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP7245-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP7245-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bouncer's cute son.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP7268-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP7268-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the uncle beside us taking out the hard boiled egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP7269-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP7269-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and peeling it like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;cool right!&lt;br /&gt;i should do that next year!! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP7360-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP7360-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ever so amazing fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP7361-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP7361-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my favourite, the blue phoenix.&lt;br /&gt;a $50,000 blue phoenix.&lt;br /&gt;a gift from libre to me.&lt;br /&gt;5 sticks of blue phoenix.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;i was stunned.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i went silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP7310-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP7310-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i blamed him for the happiness.&lt;br /&gt;he has done a lot.&lt;br /&gt;i thank you so very much.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-5943203556016906833?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/5943203556016906833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=5943203556016906833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/5943203556016906833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/5943203556016906833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/08/ndp.html' title='ndp'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-2004005273740177457</id><published>2008-08-08T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T00:52:56.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>upset</title><content type='html'>i'm actually affected by what you said.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i'm upset.&lt;br /&gt;but thanks for confessing.&lt;br /&gt;just don't do that to other girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to feel.&lt;br /&gt;i've never been in this situation before.&lt;br /&gt;how could you do that to me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-2004005273740177457?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/2004005273740177457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=2004005273740177457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/2004005273740177457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/2004005273740177457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/08/upset.html' title='upset'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-7382821736909930418</id><published>2008-08-05T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T23:25:41.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish</title><content type='html'>to a friend, a sister and a special someone.&lt;br /&gt;i may never know what you have gone through.&lt;br /&gt;and after what you told me, &lt;br /&gt;i finally understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear sis,&lt;br /&gt;altho' i may only know you like about a month,&lt;br /&gt;i understand how you are as a person.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna let you know that i care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all i'm asking you to do,&lt;br /&gt;is just to do for me a favour,&lt;br /&gt;and just attend school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all.&lt;br /&gt;whatever you wanna do with your life,&lt;br /&gt;go ahead and do it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not here to stop you.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not here to advice you on what's right and wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure you know.&lt;br /&gt;take care of yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-7382821736909930418?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/7382821736909930418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=7382821736909930418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/7382821736909930418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/7382821736909930418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-wish.html' title='i wish'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-8028452870317000896</id><published>2008-08-04T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T23:52:59.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school</title><content type='html'>a new term,&lt;br /&gt;a new beginning,&lt;br /&gt;a new life,&lt;br /&gt;a new me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the starting of my new term in school.&lt;br /&gt;level 2.&lt;br /&gt;and i was freaking darn excited and motivated about it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so aiming the top 5% in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;cuz i wanna prove to the people around me that i can make it as a top designer.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm motivated.&lt;br /&gt;for the first time, i'm really motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never believe in my designs cuz i always think that there are others who are better off than me.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;a lot of my friends complimented my designs.&lt;br /&gt;but i need criticism rather than compliments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, with the help of a new soul,&lt;br /&gt;i'm motivated.&lt;br /&gt;contented.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm "chiong-ing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life started to pick itself back again.&lt;br /&gt;after what happened with annimal.&lt;br /&gt;well, he doesn't wanna "be friends"/contact me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;which saddens me but i've learned the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason being i can't move on with my life&lt;br /&gt;cuz maybe i was too comfortable with him.&lt;br /&gt;and when we both parted, it seems that i've lost someone.&lt;br /&gt;and i wasn't eager to find anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i shall admit.&lt;br /&gt;i've dated a few guys.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i was really trying.&lt;br /&gt;but i just can't seem to bother what these guys think of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times, i do think about him.&lt;br /&gt;how's his life,&lt;br /&gt;his sisters,&lt;br /&gt;his cousins.&lt;br /&gt;his close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sincerely do miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, life has to move on.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not gonna make it as tho the world is ending soon.&lt;br /&gt;seems that both of us are not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard we tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"thanks for the moments and i thank god that i've met someone like you in my life, go on and find someone who suits you and make you happy, i'm sorry i wasn't the one for you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i've stated in my entry earlier,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new term,&lt;br /&gt;a new beginning,&lt;br /&gt;a new life,&lt;br /&gt;a new me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna be much stronger.&lt;br /&gt;and i am.&lt;br /&gt;cuz of YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-8028452870317000896?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/8028452870317000896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=8028452870317000896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/8028452870317000896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/8028452870317000896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/08/school.html' title='school'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-3496657641576985110</id><published>2008-07-30T10:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:09:58.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cold.</title><content type='html'>my heart turned cold.&lt;br /&gt;it turned really cold.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna be myself.&lt;br /&gt;not catering to anyone's feelings but myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had enough of rumors.&lt;br /&gt;trying to explain and please others will be the last thing that i'm going to do now.&lt;br /&gt;why must it always happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;why can't people just leave me alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me live my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's lotsa times i've been thinking of migrating and starting a new life. &lt;br /&gt;be it in Paris.&lt;br /&gt;or Aussie.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe even Venice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times, i do wanna delete my network account.&lt;br /&gt;people just kept destroying my life with ridiculous threats.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i know i should ignore.&lt;br /&gt;but if it happens all the time, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't people understand that it's not easy for me to find THE RIGHT ONE.&lt;br /&gt;they don't understand what i go through.&lt;br /&gt;with my parents' standards,&lt;br /&gt;when they say NO, it means NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as an aquarius, tho i have lotsa achievements,&lt;br /&gt;my love life has always been a failure.&lt;br /&gt;that's why i'm giving up now.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;god, i'm surrendering my life to you now.&lt;br /&gt;my love life is in your hands now.&lt;br /&gt;you go and play your card games right.&lt;br /&gt;feel free to make me suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need my other half.&lt;br /&gt;god, please tell me what's the twist.&lt;br /&gt;i need to know the twist.&lt;br /&gt;are YOU having fun?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-3496657641576985110?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/3496657641576985110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=3496657641576985110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3496657641576985110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3496657641576985110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/07/cold.html' title='cold.'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-6845327770954952723</id><published>2008-07-29T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T01:29:40.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=n521762470_1079033_8825.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/n521762470_1079033_8825.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the colours.&lt;br /&gt;the designs.&lt;br /&gt;it suits perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the light.&lt;br /&gt;the mood.&lt;br /&gt;the atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it.&lt;br /&gt;i want it to happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the raindrops symbolizes my tears and my existence.&lt;br /&gt;listen to my own heart and listen to the rain, and it will stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enuf said.&lt;br /&gt;i love the museum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-6845327770954952723?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/6845327770954952723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=6845327770954952723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/6845327770954952723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/6845327770954952723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/07/memories.html' title='memories'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-9068488016087024476</id><published>2008-07-26T15:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T15:48:54.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disorganized.</title><content type='html'>i feel so disorganized.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so irresponsible.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like as if i can punish myself anytime.&lt;br /&gt;the guilt feeing is too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my body is failing me.&lt;br /&gt;and i disappoint a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;i'm never like this.&lt;br /&gt;i was never like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forced myself to not sleep so i can meet shai.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i was scared that i can't wake up like the previous day.&lt;br /&gt;i just came back from KL 2 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i was really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't go teaching.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't meet shai.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like punishing myself for my mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like drowning myself in everything that's bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone kill me.&lt;br /&gt;someone just slaughter me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never have i ever feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;never have i ever encounter this situation before.&lt;br /&gt;have i really overworked myself?&lt;br /&gt;what have i got myself into?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear god, all i need right now is to.. run away..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-9068488016087024476?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/9068488016087024476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=9068488016087024476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/9068488016087024476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/9068488016087024476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/07/disorganized.html' title='disorganized.'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-6779817845509607433</id><published>2008-07-23T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T00:04:11.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do not leave blank</title><content type='html'>never mess with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;i can assure you that we will give u hell.&lt;br /&gt;let me give you an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you keep on irritating us.&lt;br /&gt;this is what YOU will get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00085-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/DSC00085-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00086-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/DSC00086-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00087-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/DSC00087-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BARBECUED FADLIN.&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, creative will be launching a new mp3 tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;it's called ZEN MOSAIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00084-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/DSC00084-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUTE RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;like a mobile phone right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;i'm teaching SYIMAH right now while blogging.&lt;br /&gt;multi-tasking.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm leaving KL in a few hours. &lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and syimah, do not leave blanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-6779817845509607433?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-5750137383593908174</id><published>2008-07-20T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:43:15.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>run</title><content type='html'>imagine not sleeping the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;and you have to run 5KM on sun morning.&lt;br /&gt;well, that was what happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i said morning.&lt;br /&gt;it is morning.&lt;br /&gt;all of us have to be at THE PADANG by 6.15am.&lt;br /&gt;i was cursing and swearing to myself. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it turned out very very interesting tho.&lt;br /&gt;i've never been in a situation whereby there's tons and tons of women and no guys.&lt;br /&gt;weird?&lt;br /&gt;a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the starting point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00067-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/DSC00067-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fad and ulfah stretching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00061-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/DSC00061-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i stretched my smile first. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00068-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/DSC00068-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who's who?&lt;br /&gt;Me, Aisah, Fad and Ulfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while running, i was enjoying the scenery and all&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;the sight of the BANGLADESHI workers disgust me.&lt;br /&gt;they were practically staring at us and taking pictures LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i soooooo HATE it!&lt;br /&gt;gggrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;all of us managed to finish the 5km.&lt;br /&gt;and yes.&lt;br /&gt;the goodie bags!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope nope.&lt;br /&gt;we didn't walk a single bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=n676583705_603545_5696-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/n676583705_603545_5696-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks girls :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annnnnnddddd i'm gonna take this opportunity to promote this Moroccan Restaurant near Masjid Sultan.&lt;br /&gt;you guys have to go.&lt;br /&gt;it's called the DELMORROCAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00055-2-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/DSC00055-2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kebab is superb i tell u. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00054-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/DSC00054-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the morrocan tea.&lt;br /&gt;and you also should try the Moroccan Apple Juice.&lt;br /&gt;my fav. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to end today's entry,&lt;br /&gt;i would love to thank Mr-I-HATE-U-SO for doing this for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1265-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMG_1265-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;justice will be prevailed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-5750137383593908174?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/5750137383593908174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=5750137383593908174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/5750137383593908174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/5750137383593908174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/07/run.html' title='run'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-1216315977041163893</id><published>2008-07-18T00:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T00:50:50.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear god</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/tF4ktra2ww/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/tF4ktra2ww/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/trafkz/video/R8siz-rd/avenged_sevenfold_dear_god_music_video/"&gt;Dear God - Avenged Sevenfold&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avenged Sevenfold&lt;br /&gt;Dear God lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lonely road, crossed another cold state line&lt;br /&gt;Miles away from those I love purpose hard to find&lt;br /&gt;While I recall all the words you spoke to me&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but wish that I was there&lt;br /&gt;Back where I'd love to be, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God the only thing I ask of you is&lt;br /&gt;to hold her when I'm not around,&lt;br /&gt;when I'm much too far away&lt;br /&gt;We all need that person who can be true to you&lt;br /&gt;But I left her when I found her&lt;br /&gt;And now I wish I'd stayed&lt;br /&gt;’Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing you again oh no&lt;br /&gt;Once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing here for me on this barren road&lt;br /&gt;There's no one here while the city sleeps&lt;br /&gt;and all the shops are closed&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but think of the times I've had with you&lt;br /&gt;Pictures and some memories will have to help me through, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God the only thing I ask of you is&lt;br /&gt;to hold her when I'm not around,&lt;br /&gt;when I'm much too far away&lt;br /&gt;We all need that person who can be true to you&lt;br /&gt;I left her when I found her&lt;br /&gt;And now I wish I'd stayed&lt;br /&gt;’Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing you again oh no&lt;br /&gt;Once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some search, never finding a way&lt;br /&gt;Before long, they waste away&lt;br /&gt;I found you, something told me to stay&lt;br /&gt;I gave in, to selfish ways&lt;br /&gt;And how I miss someone to hold&lt;br /&gt;when hope begins to fade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lonely road, crossed another cold state line&lt;br /&gt;Miles away from those I love purpose hard to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God the only thing I ask of you is&lt;br /&gt;to hold her when I'm not around,&lt;br /&gt;when I'm much too far away&lt;br /&gt;We all need the person who can be true to you&lt;br /&gt;I left her when I found her&lt;br /&gt;And now I wish I'd stayed&lt;br /&gt;’Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing you again oh no&lt;br /&gt;Once again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-1216315977041163893?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/1216315977041163893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=1216315977041163893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/1216315977041163893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/1216315977041163893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/07/dear-god.html' title='dear god'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-2981905997896019421</id><published>2008-07-16T10:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T11:04:51.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>burning up</title><content type='html'>i'm burning up again.&lt;br /&gt;danng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god my students were co-operative enough today.&lt;br /&gt;if not, i'll just have to kill them slowly.&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very very proud of them.&lt;br /&gt;a lot of my friends stated that secondary school kids are tough to teach.&lt;br /&gt;but i find it challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was not easy at first.&lt;br /&gt;but slowly, if you respect them, they'll listen.&lt;br /&gt;i was having sore throat today.&lt;br /&gt;so i had to write everything on the whiteboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think yesterday was the only night that i slept early.&lt;br /&gt;i slept at 8pm and woke up at 5am.&lt;br /&gt;whoah.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss YOU.&lt;br /&gt;yes YOU.&lt;br /&gt;when will i see YOU again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-2981905997896019421?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/2981905997896019421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=2981905997896019421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/2981905997896019421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/2981905997896019421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/07/burning-up.html' title='burning up'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-1323862628626585032</id><published>2008-07-14T14:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T14:56:59.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>orgasms</title><content type='html'>i'm feeling orgasmic lately.&lt;br /&gt;2 things that made me feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched red cliff again online yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;and also, last week with the SEJA guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=red_cliff2-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/red_cliff2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i can say about this movie.&lt;br /&gt;"INTELLIGENT!"&lt;br /&gt;i love the strategic wars based on land and sea.&lt;br /&gt;this is like the 2nd best movie i've watched after the last samurai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yar!&lt;br /&gt;x-fi omfg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00048-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/DSC00048-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00050-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/DSC00050-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sound.&lt;br /&gt;the sleek design.&lt;br /&gt;*drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man.&lt;br /&gt;i kept buying lotsa gadgets.&lt;br /&gt;and after that i will chuck them aside if i dun use it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-1323862628626585032?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/1323862628626585032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=1323862628626585032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/1323862628626585032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/1323862628626585032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/07/orgasms.html' title='orgasms'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-3994473421724775591</id><published>2008-07-10T01:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T03:49:26.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't wanna lose you.</title><content type='html'>think about it.&lt;br /&gt;if let's say one is attached.&lt;br /&gt;and the other party goes around consoling other girls instead.&lt;br /&gt;would one be fine with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as in, it's fine.&lt;br /&gt;but think about it as a long term kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;how would this affect one's relationship.&lt;br /&gt;would it be healthy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the reason being on why the other party does this.&lt;br /&gt;"cuz you don't know what kind of a person i am"&lt;br /&gt;ok....&lt;br /&gt;yes, all of one's friends know he's a nice, sensible man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still.&lt;br /&gt;think about it.&lt;br /&gt;girls, would you like your men to be that way?&lt;br /&gt;i doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*i don't wanna lose you*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-3994473421724775591?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/3994473421724775591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=3994473421724775591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3994473421724775591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3994473421724775591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-dont-wanna-lose-you.html' title='i don&apos;t wanna lose you.'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-5055084867165188791</id><published>2008-07-09T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T22:14:56.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired.</title><content type='html'>tired legs.&lt;br /&gt;tired eyes.&lt;br /&gt;tired mind.&lt;br /&gt;but it was all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with shai, shah, man, yaz completed my day.&lt;br /&gt;shopping.&lt;br /&gt;eating.&lt;br /&gt;starF*CKsing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=DSC000461.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/DSC000461.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool mobsters.&lt;br /&gt;peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still addicted to INDONESIAN BANDS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-5055084867165188791?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/5055084867165188791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=5055084867165188791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/5055084867165188791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/5055084867165188791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/07/tired.html' title='tired.'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-8622081545596951652</id><published>2008-07-08T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T01:27:41.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>booyah</title><content type='html'>bad headache.&lt;br /&gt;i blame my boss for this.&lt;br /&gt;cried non stop.&lt;br /&gt;booyah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bangs table*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-8622081545596951652?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/8622081545596951652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=8622081545596951652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/8622081545596951652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/8622081545596951652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/07/booyah.html' title='booyah'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-2353311914763565050</id><published>2008-07-06T03:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T03:37:28.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guitar hero</title><content type='html'>when i got home today.&lt;br /&gt;i blame my brother for not allowing me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;i blame him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;my bro, Khai, bought guitar hero 3 for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=guitar-hero-3-iii-wii-bundle-ninten.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/guitar-hero-3-iii-wii-bundle-ninten.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;he bought this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hooked on it.&lt;br /&gt;im hooked on anime as well.&lt;br /&gt;beatrice just burnt for me 3 full dvd copies of 3 animes.&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i haven finish watching my 20GB full of movies.&lt;br /&gt;man.&lt;br /&gt;vima's wedding invitation card not done yet.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;the lesson plan for east spring pri not done yet too.&lt;br /&gt;oh no....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;danng...&lt;br /&gt;i have to buck up.&lt;br /&gt;and be discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks zallie, shaz, farid and hannan :)&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-2353311914763565050?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/2353311914763565050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=2353311914763565050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/2353311914763565050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/2353311914763565050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/07/guitar-hero.html' title='guitar hero'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-285868161670675053</id><published>2008-07-04T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T15:59:29.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends</title><content type='html'>am i a workaholic?&lt;br /&gt;i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;i dun think so.&lt;br /&gt;i just work because i'll be restless if i'm at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do others label me as one?&lt;br /&gt;but i'm doing this because SINGAPORE apparently has a high standard of living.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna enjoy life in comfort.&lt;br /&gt;i do not want to live on my parent's money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why i have lotsa freelance job.&lt;br /&gt;to make sure my future is stabilize.&lt;br /&gt;and if you wanna go out with me.&lt;br /&gt;knowing that i'm busy, there's no harm to sms and ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just sms.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when people assume.&lt;br /&gt;assumption makes an ass out of you and me.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, one has to sacrifice to get through life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i have one wish,&lt;br /&gt;i will want to MIGRATE.&lt;br /&gt;and just run away.&lt;br /&gt;run away from all these.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-285868161670675053?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/285868161670675053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=285868161670675053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/285868161670675053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/285868161670675053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/07/friends.html' title='friends'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-8276831463960384371</id><published>2008-07-03T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T22:57:44.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>frustration</title><content type='html'>i'm having a hard time being patient these last few days.&lt;br /&gt;maybe im thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;but then again.&lt;br /&gt;one can trigger me easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to have lotsa patient.&lt;br /&gt;i can handle customers who shout at me or complain easily.&lt;br /&gt;my method: &lt;i&gt;"masok telinga kanan kluar telinger kiri"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meaning : enter right ear come out left ear. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, i tend to retaliate.&lt;br /&gt;i tend to argue and fight back.&lt;br /&gt;eg. with my own boss.&lt;br /&gt;i can never handle the way he talks to me regarding work related stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't shout.&lt;br /&gt;i listen but i'll argue back.&lt;br /&gt;god.&lt;br /&gt;help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 10.50pm.&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel like going out already.&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel good.&lt;br /&gt;am i being paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll just shower and sleep on it.&lt;br /&gt;it's killing me.&lt;br /&gt;my heart seemed it has been pierced through.&lt;br /&gt;why am i feeling this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate feeling this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-8508557247999510134</id><published>2008-06-28T03:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T04:08:11.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm</title><content type='html'>fabulous at 30, 40, 50, 60 etc.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be like her.&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Bradshaw.&lt;br /&gt;single, smart, sophisticated, fashionable and rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times, i do want my life to be like hers.&lt;br /&gt;but then again.&lt;br /&gt;reality check.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in no tv drama series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wonders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does it feel to be living on West Boulevard.&lt;br /&gt;where you meet all the amazing Hollywood actors and actresses.&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Depp.&lt;br /&gt;*drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;danng.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, chalet was superbly fun.&lt;br /&gt;yes, we had our wild moments.&lt;br /&gt;but then again.&lt;br /&gt;who cares. &lt;br /&gt;i'm young and i deserve my share of moments.&lt;br /&gt;thanks girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog later. need to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-8508557247999510134?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/8508557247999510134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=8508557247999510134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/8508557247999510134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/8508557247999510134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/06/hmmm.html' title='hmmm'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-6475974056620957751</id><published>2008-06-23T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T01:58:10.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks</title><content type='html'>monsoon is over.&lt;br /&gt;and i would like to thank everybody who came down and watch us.&lt;br /&gt;i really appreciate your time and effort to come all the way to sengkang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"thanks for a great saturday"&lt;br /&gt;that was what Aidah said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the cast and crew of monsoon,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the opportunity to work with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;altho' we had like only 3-4 weeks,&lt;br /&gt;we managed to pull it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hey, it was a success!&lt;br /&gt;amazing team. &lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=monsoon2-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/monsoon2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=monsoon2back-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/monsoon2back-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and school is starting soon.&lt;br /&gt;as in for me to teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be attached to Kranji Sec for 11 weeks starting this wed.&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;teaching them papyrus painting.&lt;br /&gt;preparation wasn't easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP6619-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP6619-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's supposed to create a 3D effect.&lt;br /&gt;see. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then.&lt;br /&gt;til next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-6475974056620957751?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/6475974056620957751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=6475974056620957751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Proceed to level 2"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; alhamdullilah &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start of school : 4th August.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-6711355702628455055?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/6711355702628455055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=6711355702628455055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/6711355702628455055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/6711355702628455055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/06/pass.html' title='pass'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-6760477983461541089</id><published>2008-06-15T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T01:36:52.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inspiration</title><content type='html'>it's amazing on how one can find inspirations.&lt;br /&gt;well, i was in desperate need of one for the design of the "programme booklet."&lt;br /&gt;i did one last night but i wasn't satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;designing something does require 2-5 days of planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;designers like us do not just think about it out of the blue.&lt;br /&gt;it requires a lot of brainstorming and esp. inspirations.&lt;br /&gt;and it does require the method trial and error.&lt;br /&gt;but to me, i think it's more of sensing the look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do i mean by sensing the look?&lt;br /&gt;well, when i'm on a tight deadline,&lt;br /&gt;i will do up a design that first comes to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;but i will stop if i found out i question myself too much and having doubts about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, in this instance, i will stop whatever i'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;and i will improvise and see what has gone wrong with my designs.&lt;br /&gt;i will know if the designs will turn out great if i dun question myself while designing&lt;br /&gt;or stopping and going to the kitchen and having mini munchies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was trying to find my inspiration just now.&lt;br /&gt;my mum filled up the bathtub with cold water and bubble bath.&lt;br /&gt;and she told me to soak myself for 30min.&lt;br /&gt;and so i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for 30min, i was staring up in the ceiling and enjoying the ambience.&lt;br /&gt;and then, it occured to me!&lt;br /&gt;the inspiration came animating along in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;omfg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god for that.&lt;br /&gt;i dried myself and yes, i was doing my designs without stopping.&lt;br /&gt;and loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting up with my poly friends was uber coolness.&lt;br /&gt;it's been like 7-8 months since i last met up with them.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i was the only rose among all the thorns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story of 6 guys and a girl in a cinema.&lt;br /&gt;well, guys will be guys.&lt;br /&gt;shaun and his kinky deprived sex talks.&lt;br /&gt;which made all of us laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know i miss that a lot.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yunchi, with his tech knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the traveller gengxian.&lt;br /&gt;always telling me about his experiences travelling around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bimbotic yan.&lt;br /&gt;yessa.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna meet u next week.&lt;br /&gt;its a date okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby ben.&lt;br /&gt;cute as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zul.&lt;br /&gt;the addictive laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zaki.&lt;br /&gt;1/3 of the 3 musketeers.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, they bully me. :(&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-6760477983461541089?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/6760477983461541089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=6760477983461541089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Kanye West)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kanye West:]&lt;br /&gt;Just another one champion sound&lt;br /&gt;Me and Estelle about to get down&lt;br /&gt;Who the hottest in the world right now.&lt;br /&gt;Just touched down in London town.&lt;br /&gt;Bet they give me a pound.&lt;br /&gt;Tell them put the money in my hand right now.&lt;br /&gt;Tell the promoter we need more seats,&lt;br /&gt;We just sold out all the floor seats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus: Estelle]&lt;br /&gt;Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day.&lt;br /&gt;Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to come kick it with you.&lt;br /&gt;You'll be my American Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said Hey Sister.&lt;br /&gt;It's really really nice to meet ya.&lt;br /&gt;I just met this 5 foot 7 guys who's just my type.&lt;br /&gt;I like the way he's speaking his confidence is peaking.&lt;br /&gt;Don't like his baggy jeans but I'm a like what's underneath it.&lt;br /&gt;And no I ain't been to MIA&lt;br /&gt;I heard that Cali never rains and New York heart awaits.&lt;br /&gt;First let's see the west end.&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you to my bridrens.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like this American Boy. American Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day&lt;br /&gt;Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to come kick it with you.&lt;br /&gt;You'll be my American Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we get away this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Take me to Broadway.&lt;br /&gt;Let's go shopping baby then we'll go to a Cafù.&lt;br /&gt;Let's go on the subway.&lt;br /&gt;Take me to your hood.&lt;br /&gt;I neva been to Brooklyn and I'd like to see what's good.&lt;br /&gt;Dress in all your fancy clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Sneaker's looking Fresh to Def I'm lovin those Shell Toes.&lt;br /&gt;Walkin that walk.&lt;br /&gt;Talk that slick talk.&lt;br /&gt;I'm likin this American Boy. American Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day.&lt;br /&gt;Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to come kick it with you.&lt;br /&gt;You'll be my American Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let them know a gwan blud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kanye West:]&lt;br /&gt;Who killin em in the UK. Everybody gonna to say you K, reluctantly, because most of this press&lt;br /&gt;Don't f**k with me. Estelle once said to me, cool down down don't act a fool now now. I always&lt;br /&gt;Act a fool oww oww. Ain't nothing new now now. He crazy, I know what ya thinkin. White Pino I&lt;br /&gt;Know what you're drinkin. Rap singer. Chain Blinger. Holla at the next chick soon as you're&lt;br /&gt;Blinkin. What's you're persona. about this American Brama. Am I shallow cause all my clothes&lt;br /&gt;Designer. Dressed smart like a London Bloke. Before he speak his suit bespoke. And you thought&lt;br /&gt;He was cute before. Look at this P Coat, Tell me he's broke. And I know you're not into all&lt;br /&gt;That. I heard your lyrics I feel your spirit. But I still talk that CAAASH. Cause a lot wags&lt;br /&gt;Want to hear it. And I'm feelin like Mike at his Baddest. The Pips at they Gladys. And I know&lt;br /&gt;They love it. so to hell with all that rubbish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Estelle:]&lt;br /&gt;Would you be my love, my love.&lt;br /&gt;Could be mine would you be my love my love, could be mine&lt;br /&gt;Could you be my love, my love.&lt;br /&gt;Would you be my American Boy. American Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day&lt;br /&gt;Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to come kick it with you.&lt;br /&gt;You'll be my American Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;groove to the music babeh.&lt;br /&gt;this song was stuck in my head for daysss.&lt;br /&gt;oh man.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-2551897728289011814?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/2551897728289011814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=2551897728289011814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;imagine bringing 4 kids age between 4-11 years to the science centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screaming, running around, chasing them do tire me out.&lt;br /&gt;but it's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;i learn how to be more stern with them.&lt;br /&gt;and was firm on my decisions in order to discipline them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what.&lt;br /&gt;today is my third day trying to be a vegan.&lt;br /&gt;i'm cutting down on meat and eating vegetables more.&lt;br /&gt;and within 3 days, i lost 2kg.&lt;br /&gt;weeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, why i wanna be a vegan?&lt;br /&gt;errm.&lt;br /&gt;just wanna try for 2 weeks see how's my discipline.&lt;br /&gt;annimal said i lost weight.&lt;br /&gt;and he lost some weight too.&lt;br /&gt;so we were even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. &lt;br /&gt;someone introduced me to pepperidge farm cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=n587535319_1316147_1989-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/n587535319_1316147_1989-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im addicted to it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a safe trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-5973014756696698727?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/5973014756696698727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=5973014756696698727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/5973014756696698727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/5973014756696698727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/06/tears.html' title='tears'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-2262272493857238174</id><published>2008-06-06T01:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:49:08.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>geek</title><content type='html'>come to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm a tech geek.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my circle of girl friends do not talk to me about soundcards or computers.&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes i do think i'm weird.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i've always fond of guys who are the sports athlete with musculine body and great biceps but what if i choose a geek instead?&lt;br /&gt;an intelligent good looking geek.&lt;br /&gt;will i be happy instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sue wonders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, no time for all these.&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather concentrate for that one goal in mind.&lt;br /&gt;get a degree and a well-paid job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nurul, when can we start our capoeira?&lt;br /&gt;i wanna have a duel with IZE.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna see how rough IZE is.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeng jeng jeng.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-2262272493857238174?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/2262272493857238174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=2262272493857238174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/2262272493857238174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/2262272493857238174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/06/geek.html' title='geek'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-2344146914765856656</id><published>2008-06-02T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T17:33:04.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keeping up</title><content type='html'>"SHOW ME THE MONEY! I LOVE BLACK PEOPLE!" &lt;br /&gt;- a dialog from Jerry Maguire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i just love the way he said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, seems that my holiday is going well.&lt;br /&gt;i've been getting calls everyday from my old friends asking me out and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having dinner with panda chong this wed after work.&lt;br /&gt;meeting up with zaza and faezah soon for the sentosa trip.&lt;br /&gt;going batam with charles angel for a massage.&lt;br /&gt;spending time with annimal's sisters on monday.&lt;br /&gt;a date with my girls since i owe them a dinner.&lt;br /&gt;and definitely, i won't forget that fadlin does owe me a treat as well.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have received a lot of questions from my friends asking me this.&lt;br /&gt;"sue, why do u like to keep yourself busy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the answer is simple.&lt;br /&gt;i love it.&lt;br /&gt;i love being busy.&lt;br /&gt;i love rushing for time.&lt;br /&gt;i love the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;this is me.&lt;br /&gt;this is sue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a goal.&lt;br /&gt;my goal in life is to give my parents a wonderful retirement life.&lt;br /&gt;i dun mind working my ass off now.&lt;br /&gt;i dun mind at all.&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't bother me a single bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you rather be busy and earning or sit at home/go out and spend?&lt;br /&gt;well, i wanna earn a of money.&lt;br /&gt;as much as i can.&lt;br /&gt;an island full of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna buy my parents a comfortable home to love in.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna buy them a car.&lt;br /&gt;but i have to earn and save from now onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my source of income varies.&lt;br /&gt;not only it came from my part time work.&lt;br /&gt;but also, from my freelance work which includes of.&lt;br /&gt;1. designing&lt;br /&gt;2. acting.&lt;br /&gt;3. teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my upcoming "work".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow 10am. &lt;br /&gt;a drama shoot for suria (jeritan sepi)&lt;br /&gt;yup. i'm acting as a club owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;designing vima's wedding card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attending the MOE teacher's training session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to top it all, i'm blessed to have someone who supports me.&lt;br /&gt;miracle i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;speechless.&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. &lt;br /&gt;sue is back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-2344146914765856656?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/2344146914765856656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=2344146914765856656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you're stuck at this stage whereby you're not sure what are you gonna do with your life.&lt;br /&gt;you don't have a life partner.&lt;br /&gt;you are being pressured at work.&lt;br /&gt;the pay sucks.&lt;br /&gt;the management sucks.&lt;br /&gt;and you just have to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know what you're going through.&lt;br /&gt;i understand how it feels though i'm not at that peak yet.&lt;br /&gt;but i can feel your pain, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, it gets me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you define a "successful" life?&lt;br /&gt;is it by earning lotsa money and living like royalties?&lt;br /&gt;or you have settled down with your soulmate and beginning to embark into a new journey together?&lt;br /&gt;well, there's lotsa ways to define "successful"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in less than a 8 months, i'm turning 23.&lt;br /&gt;and the year after the next. &lt;br /&gt;24.&lt;br /&gt;then 25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i going to be still in yellow chair productions?&lt;br /&gt;doing what i like.&lt;br /&gt;which is acting and helping shaiful manage the theatre group.&lt;br /&gt;or am i going to set up my own business?&lt;br /&gt;a production house with nurul, beatrice and all?&lt;br /&gt;how much will i earn?&lt;br /&gt;at what age will i get married?&lt;br /&gt;and to whom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;it really got me thinking after nearly getting into an argument with my close friend.&lt;br /&gt;well what do you think, readers?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-3297673239801538910?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/3297673239801538910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=3297673239801538910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3297673239801538910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3297673239801538910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/05/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-943200255439483032</id><published>2008-05-25T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:54:53.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>excited</title><content type='html'>my first ever class i'm gonna teach later.&lt;br /&gt;excited?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;nervous. a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnn.&lt;br /&gt;it's been a while.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;yea. i'm teaching art now for freelance as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innova Pri School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first ever class of 23 kids.&lt;br /&gt;hope that it will be ok later.&lt;br /&gt;i have to teach them how to paint with 3D effect brushes.&lt;br /&gt;so yar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;together with Beatrice, Adeline and Jeannie.&lt;br /&gt;we will conquer Innova Pri.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, here's my plan.&lt;br /&gt;and i have 8 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=gingerbreadhouse-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/gingerbreadhouse-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=lollipophouse-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/lollipophouse-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaiful, your logos are done. &lt;br /&gt;i will send you asap cuz i lotsa things to do.&lt;br /&gt;promise!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, today is Zarina's Engagement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=P1016988-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/P1016988-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=P1016992-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/P1016992-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=P1017003-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/P1017003-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's so pretty :)&lt;br /&gt;congrats za.&lt;br /&gt;i am so happy for u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-943200255439483032?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/943200255439483032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=943200255439483032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/943200255439483032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/943200255439483032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/05/excited.html' title='excited'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-8542258166780974740</id><published>2008-05-23T15:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T15:51:14.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blissful moments</title><content type='html'>blissful moments do not come often for me.&lt;br /&gt;and i thank god for giving me a great night yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i met up with my flower gang girls.&lt;br /&gt;and we went to fish n co to have our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP6477-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP6477-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP6480-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP6480-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scrumptious food.&lt;br /&gt;and there was a gig over there.&lt;br /&gt;playing "wonderful tonight"&lt;br /&gt;and etc.&lt;br /&gt;completely perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, meet my girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP6499-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP6499-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;introducing the big sister morning glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP6500-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP6500-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, the second sister, tulip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP6498-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP6498-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we have rosie here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP6496-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP6496-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the goofy moonflower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP6497-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP6497-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and our last sister, the big sunflower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;i love these girls a lot.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP6492-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP6492-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hearts them*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna end this blog with a song that kept playing in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aerosmith - I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could stay awake just to hear you breathing&lt;br /&gt;Watch you smile while you are sleeping&lt;br /&gt;While you're far away and dreaming&lt;br /&gt;I could spend my life in this sweet surrender&lt;br /&gt;I could stay lost in this moment forever&lt;br /&gt;Every moment spent with you&lt;br /&gt;Is a moment I treasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd miss you, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause even when I dream of you&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest dream would never do&lt;br /&gt;I'd still miss you, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laying close to you&lt;br /&gt;Feeling your heart beating&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wondering what you're dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if it's me you're seeing&lt;br /&gt;Then I kiss your eyes and thank God we're together&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna stay with you&lt;br /&gt;In this moment forever, forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd miss you, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause even when I dream of you&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest dream would never do&lt;br /&gt;I'd still miss you, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna miss one smile&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna miss one kiss&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;Right here with you, just like this&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna hold you close&lt;br /&gt;Feel your heart so close to mine&lt;br /&gt;And just stay here in this moment&lt;br /&gt;For all the rest of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd miss you, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause even when I dream of you&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest dream would never do&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd still miss you, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd miss you, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause even when I dream of you&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest dream would never do&lt;br /&gt;I'd still miss you, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna fall asleep, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-8542258166780974740?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/8542258166780974740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=8542258166780974740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/8542258166780974740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/8542258166780974740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/05/blissful-moments.html' title='blissful moments'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-8569017227696759060</id><published>2008-05-21T09:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T09:25:09.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hot</title><content type='html'>these last few weeks, the weather has not been co-operative at all.&lt;br /&gt;i've been sweating while sleeping and to rub it all in,&lt;br /&gt;my air con went busted.&lt;br /&gt;the compressor was down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad just ordered 1 in so we'll just have to wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope and prayed that it will be today or tomorrow and not next 3 months or so.&lt;br /&gt;oh man...&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've been busy these couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;attending P.Ramlee's musical,&lt;br /&gt;taking photographs,&lt;br /&gt;doing my designs,&lt;br /&gt;working part time,&lt;br /&gt;rehearsing for June production,&lt;br /&gt;working on the new logo for Encore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, let me share with you some of my recent fav photographs i took&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=P1016724-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/P1016724-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a portrait of Charles Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=P1016753-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/P1016753-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fadlin's friend whom i don't know who but i think this portrait will make a damn good ad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=P1016764-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/P1016764-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this cute chubby boy i adore at that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=P1016881-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/P1016881-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so love this shot.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;and life's a wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my fav shot of someone i know.&lt;br /&gt;i love the angles, the costume and how he portrays his character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=1164652817226l-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/1164652817226l-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, not NIC MICHAIL (i think that's how it is being spelt).&lt;br /&gt;yes RICHARD, he is one of the SEJA guys you've been asking about. geez.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to end all of these,&lt;br /&gt;presenting to you, my parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP6465-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP6465-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-8569017227696759060?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/8569017227696759060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=8569017227696759060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/8569017227696759060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/8569017227696759060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/05/hot.html' title='hot'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-1159950374808331739</id><published>2008-05-08T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T00:10:31.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bargain</title><content type='html'>everytime i wanna go shopping,&lt;br /&gt;i always remind myself&lt;br /&gt;"Sue, relax... Petaling St, KL in June"&lt;br /&gt;but my itchy fingers can't help themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i tend to spend.&lt;br /&gt;dannng.&lt;br /&gt;but when i spend, i make sure i get a good  bargain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like today, went to Vivo then Harbourfront with annimal.&lt;br /&gt;visited Aishah and making her happy. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got myself a jacket.&lt;br /&gt;actual price $99&lt;br /&gt;80% OFF!!&lt;br /&gt;i bought it at $20!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00012.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/DSC00012.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00013-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/DSC00013-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminded me sooo much of My Chemical Romance Jacket and that's why i love it!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i bought 3 pairs of earrings.&lt;br /&gt;actual price $13!&lt;br /&gt;now $2.50!&lt;br /&gt;yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00017-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/DSC00017-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the skull earring.&lt;br /&gt;and i know it looks damn good on me.&lt;br /&gt;gonna wear it to work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i just don't get my client!&lt;br /&gt;i have 2 logo designs to send to him and he agreed to one of it but not the other one.&lt;br /&gt;he's taste in choosing the designs is sooooo UNCLE!&lt;br /&gt;i can't stand it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i have to accommodate to what he wanted&lt;br /&gt;but it's just tooo ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;he's fussy and i advice him that for eg, this logo design will definitely suit his &lt;br /&gt;company but he thinks otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! UNCLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;nvm. sue can handle him.&lt;br /&gt;he's very AH PEK!&lt;br /&gt;aaahhhhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-1159950374808331739?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/1159950374808331739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=1159950374808331739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/1159950374808331739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/1159950374808331739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/05/bargain.html' title='bargain'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-392906941283131757</id><published>2008-04-29T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T22:30:22.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>die</title><content type='html'>if i do die earlier than expected,&lt;br /&gt;i will want to thank my family for the support they have given me &lt;br /&gt;and definitely to ALL my friends for giving me the opportunity to be their friends.&lt;br /&gt;no... i'm not writing a WILL or am i going to die soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just that, i'm so thankful.&lt;br /&gt;really. &lt;br /&gt;if i can name everything what my friends have helped me throughout my 22 years of life,&lt;br /&gt;i think i can write a novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, to name a few, &lt;br /&gt;thanks to Kendrick for recommending me to his friend and therefore,&lt;br /&gt;I have the opportunity to design the FAST LANE mag and also the logo and all the collateral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to Shai for giving me the opportunity to be in YCP and to be his friend because I got to know a lot of wonderful people and so, enhancing my portfolio be it in acting or design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to Alex and because of him, you're LOOKING at the new SONY DESIGNER. yup yup.. MOI!&lt;br /&gt;so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man..... &lt;br /&gt;i just hope that all these experiences and exposure will give me a good enough foundation to build up my future business.&lt;br /&gt;insya'allah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-392906941283131757?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/392906941283131757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=392906941283131757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/392906941283131757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/392906941283131757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/04/die.html' title='die'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-6070778410500012892</id><published>2008-04-27T01:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T01:37:17.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun</title><content type='html'>shahdon is back!&lt;br /&gt;omg. i sooo miss him a lot.&lt;br /&gt;and i still can picture him entering the room just now.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart DID skip a beat when he came in.&lt;br /&gt;i swore i thought i saw a GHOST.&lt;br /&gt;but the fact is, he was there!&lt;br /&gt;and boyyy.. was he well-fed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;it's good to see you again shahdon!&lt;br /&gt;i didn't realize how much all of us miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, yesterday, ah cik, ah moy and ah um went to watch pride and prejudice, a play by ACJC.&lt;br /&gt;and it was sooo sweet la.&lt;br /&gt;Beatrice's sis did well.&lt;br /&gt;she played Jane Bennet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just LOVE Pride and Prejudice.&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth Bennet&lt;br /&gt;Jane Bennet&lt;br /&gt;Lydia Bennet&lt;br /&gt;Charles Bingley&lt;br /&gt;Mr Wickham&lt;br /&gt;Mr DARCY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics from yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=3ghostspartII.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/3ghostspartII.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2380.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMG_2380.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2381.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMG_2381.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the star of the night, Edlyn Ng (Beatrice's sis).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great job ACJC!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-6070778410500012892?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/6070778410500012892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=6070778410500012892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/6070778410500012892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/6070778410500012892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/04/fun.html' title='fun'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-8851790335167112107</id><published>2008-04-26T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T02:06:45.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wohooo</title><content type='html'>wearing costumes and dealing with costumes have always been fun to me.&lt;br /&gt;i love to dress people up and i love dressing myself.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i do envision myself as a princess wearing a tiara&lt;br /&gt;or a big grizzly bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed it a lot and that explains why i do dress up if i go out&lt;br /&gt;like for a special function or just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today was the 2nd day of the commercial shooting&lt;br /&gt;and boooy, i think im getting used to this.&lt;br /&gt;choosing the right people for the right character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=Image192.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image192.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother 'AL' being frodo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=Image194.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image194.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruz as Gaundolf. Ain't he a great looking Gaundolf.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, i did fail before.&lt;br /&gt;i tried dressing up my ex-colleague to be a MAK CIK&lt;br /&gt;but i think i failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=Image020-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image020-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak Cik GONE WRONG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i do pamper myself as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=Image079.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image079.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressing up as a PRINCESS.&lt;br /&gt;this will be the first and last i will ever do it.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i can own a costume shop.&lt;br /&gt;then i can try ALL sorts.&lt;br /&gt;and change my name everyday.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-8851790335167112107?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/8851790335167112107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=8851790335167112107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/8851790335167112107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/8851790335167112107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/04/wohooo.html' title='wohooo'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-8617103616506462421</id><published>2008-04-24T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T02:00:00.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dilemma</title><content type='html'>spoken to my lecturer just now on whether I should take up the magazine offer.&lt;br /&gt;man...&lt;br /&gt;i know i dun have much experience in this but she said 3 weeks to do in is more than enough.&lt;br /&gt;well, she has experienced.&lt;br /&gt;she has worked with ELLE, FEMALE before.&lt;br /&gt;so she knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the other hand,&lt;br /&gt;i wanna take risks.&lt;br /&gt;part of me wanna take up the offer.&lt;br /&gt;i mean who knows.&lt;br /&gt;what if this offer comes by only ONCE in my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being an Asian,&lt;br /&gt;most of them do not dare to take risks.&lt;br /&gt;and are afraid of failing.&lt;br /&gt;that is my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a close friend is supporting me all the way.&lt;br /&gt;and im thankful for that my dear darling.&lt;br /&gt;she's the best.&lt;br /&gt;and i love her for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, guess what,&lt;br /&gt;after all this typing.&lt;br /&gt;i think I AM going for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"to be a great designer, one has to take risks" - sue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-8617103616506462421?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/8617103616506462421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=8617103616506462421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/8617103616506462421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/8617103616506462421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/04/dilemma.html' title='dilemma'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-3138520155912424216</id><published>2008-04-23T01:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T01:19:23.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg</title><content type='html'>seriously.&lt;br /&gt;when comes to praying hard and wishing for what you want.&lt;br /&gt;miraculously, it comes true.&lt;br /&gt;like really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i complain too much about my 4 months holiday and got nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;so what i did, i sign up for amore fitness body and spa.&lt;br /&gt;ya, it cost me freaking $532 but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;at least i have things to do like going to the gym, going for kickboxing class and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, it's not enough because my boss does not allow me to work more than 3 times a week.&lt;br /&gt;which means i'm working like 8 hours only out of the 168 hours a week.&lt;br /&gt;so im practically free the of the 160 hours.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, this is what i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i prayed and wished so hard to have a freelance design job yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;and then WHAMMMMMM!!!&lt;br /&gt;*ring ring ring ring*&lt;br /&gt;exactly 12:09am&lt;br /&gt;*flashing* FREELANCE MARK CALLING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTBH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: Hello mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mark: Hi Sue. remember me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: yea, you're Cindy's friend right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mark: Ya, Good that you remembered. Anyway, u free to meet me tomorrow night? Need to ask you to design for me a packaging for car wipers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pauses for at least 15 sec*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mark: Sue, you there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ya ya.. i'm here.. ya, i'll meet u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mark: ok, so i'll call you in the evening tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ok then, see ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*call ended*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;what was that?&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was like really thanking god.&lt;br /&gt;syukur alhamdulilah like kehabis-habisan.&lt;br /&gt;and i met him just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a freelance job to design the car wipers, the flyer, the company's logo and the best part 80pp MAGAZINE called FAST LANE.&lt;br /&gt;my dream job : a magazine designer.&lt;br /&gt;OMFG.&lt;br /&gt;but there's a twist.&lt;br /&gt;i need to finish up 80PP within 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;that means per day I have to finish up at least 5 PP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the money's good.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously good.&lt;br /&gt;i mean G-R-E-A-T!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;syukur alhamdullilah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, adawiyah, i pray that you have a safe journey to Vietnam and back and win that GOLD MEDAL for SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;GO SILAT TEAM SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;i know you can do it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-3138520155912424216?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/3138520155912424216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=3138520155912424216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3138520155912424216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3138520155912424216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/04/omg.html' title='omg'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-2306937212273686213</id><published>2008-04-19T03:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T03:54:04.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>craze</title><content type='html'>i am enjoying myself way too much&lt;br /&gt;and i'm loving every bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;yes. yes.&lt;br /&gt;i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prawning.&lt;br /&gt;fishing.&lt;br /&gt;go for plays.&lt;br /&gt;waking up late.&lt;br /&gt;sleeping late.&lt;br /&gt;not sleeping at all.&lt;br /&gt;this is what i call HEAVEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so many things to spend on too.&lt;br /&gt;iPhone.&lt;br /&gt;Nikon D40x.&lt;br /&gt;amore fitness training centre.&lt;br /&gt;bantus capoeira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiatez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, spot the difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP6153.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP6153.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP6248.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP6248.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HINT: it's hairy and grey in color.&lt;br /&gt;look very very carefully.&lt;br /&gt;like father, like daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;OH YA!&lt;br /&gt;I'm SO FREAKING Happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAUGHT MY FIRST PRAWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=n521762470_782348_9509.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/n521762470_782348_9509.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see. see. see.&lt;br /&gt;big right.&lt;br /&gt;*WAAAHHH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok til tehn,&lt;br /&gt;see ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-2306937212273686213?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/2306937212273686213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=2306937212273686213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/2306937212273686213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/2306937212273686213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/04/craze.html' title='craze'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-7916448347742668729</id><published>2008-04-17T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T01:48:26.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chubby</title><content type='html'>last year i still remember being the chubby me.&lt;br /&gt;i was sooo chubby but i still maintain my body.&lt;br /&gt;my cheeks were like baby chubby chubby.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, azmi just uploaded this vid like just now.&lt;br /&gt;this was made last yr.&lt;br /&gt;man i miss my chubby cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;omg. its freaking hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust me.&lt;br /&gt;note: pause my blog's music first.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to azmi and shahdon.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MvZhoFKJFvg&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MvZhoFKJFvg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-7916448347742668729?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-7861616954466406181</id><published>2008-04-13T03:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T03:48:30.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things to do</title><content type='html'>Things to do once MON is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. CELEBRATE with Beat, Adel, Marcus, Lulu (Marcus's birthday)&lt;br /&gt;2. PARTY like there's no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;3. SHEISHA like as if tomorrow will be the end of the world&lt;br /&gt;4. VISIT all the blog sites I haven been visiting for the past few months&lt;br /&gt;5. EARN a lot of money and buy myself an iPhone/Nikon D40x &lt;br /&gt;6. EXERCISE and tone up my body&lt;br /&gt;7. SLEEP like a pig&lt;br /&gt;8. SHOPPING and more shopping at KL&lt;br /&gt;9. TRAVEL around the world (in my dreams)&lt;br /&gt;10. CALL up old friends and catch up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooooooo gonna enjoy myself.&lt;br /&gt;14th-apr til aug = HEAVEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You SCHOOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-7861616954466406181?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/7861616954466406181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=7861616954466406181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/7861616954466406181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/7861616954466406181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/04/things-to-do.html' title='things to do'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-3348921006384071775</id><published>2008-04-03T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T21:10:58.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alone</title><content type='html'>having some me-time was good.&lt;br /&gt;the ring-a-ding-a-ling was kept shut.&lt;br /&gt;the internet was disconnected.&lt;br /&gt;it was all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was me, mr.couch, mr. tv for 6 straight hours.&lt;br /&gt;literally, i wasn't alone ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;i had Ellen, Tyra, Oprah to keep me company.&lt;br /&gt;and after that, i had the spies to talk to me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, aini, this was influenced by you-know-who.&lt;br /&gt;did this today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=insertRetro4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/insertRetro4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-3348921006384071775?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/3348921006384071775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=3348921006384071775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3348921006384071775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3348921006384071775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/04/alone.html' title='alone'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-7394792145280862462</id><published>2008-03-29T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T22:46:25.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a song</title><content type='html'>Leona Lewis - Bleeding Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closed off from love &lt;br /&gt;I didn’t need the pain &lt;br /&gt;Once or twice was enough &lt;br /&gt;And it was all in vain &lt;br /&gt;Time starts to pass &lt;br /&gt;Before you know it you’re frozen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something happened &lt;br /&gt;For the very first time with you &lt;br /&gt;My heart melts into the ground &lt;br /&gt;Found something true &lt;br /&gt;And everyone’s looking round &lt;br /&gt;Thinking I’m going crazy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t care what they say &lt;br /&gt;I’m in love with you &lt;br /&gt;They try to pull me away &lt;br /&gt;But they don’t know the truth &lt;br /&gt;My heart’s crippled by the vein &lt;br /&gt;That I keep on closing &lt;br /&gt;You cut me open and I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;I keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;You cut me open &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard not to hear &lt;br /&gt;But they talk so loud &lt;br /&gt;Their piercing sounds fill my ears &lt;br /&gt;Try to fill me with doubt &lt;br /&gt;Yet I know that the goal &lt;br /&gt;Is to keep me from falling &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nothing’s greater &lt;br /&gt;Than the rush that comes with your embrace &lt;br /&gt;And in this world of loneliness &lt;br /&gt;I see your face &lt;br /&gt;Yet everyone around me &lt;br /&gt;Thinks that I’m going crazy, maybe, maybe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t care what they say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m in love with you &lt;br /&gt;They try to pull me away &lt;br /&gt;But they don’t know the truth &lt;br /&gt;My heart’s crippled by the vein &lt;br /&gt;That I keep on closing &lt;br /&gt;You cut me open and I.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;I keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;You cut me open &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it’s draining all of me &lt;br /&gt;Oh they find it hard to believe &lt;br /&gt;I’ll be wearing these scars &lt;br /&gt;For everyone to see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care what they say &lt;br /&gt;I’m in love with you &lt;br /&gt;They try to pull me away &lt;br /&gt;But they don’t know the truth &lt;br /&gt;My heart’s crippled by the vein &lt;br /&gt;That I keep on closing &lt;br /&gt;You cut me open and I.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;I keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;You cut me open and I.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;I keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;br /&gt;You cut me open and I &lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding &lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="206"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L04xKqtHoGM&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L04xKqtHoGM&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="180" height="148"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/leona-lewis-lyrics.html" title="Leona Lewis Lyrics"&gt;Leona Lewis Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-7394792145280862462?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/7394792145280862462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=7394792145280862462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/7394792145280862462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/7394792145280862462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/03/song.html' title='a song'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-471472905391818527</id><published>2008-03-22T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T01:36:02.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anger</title><content type='html'>i do not understand why i'm always angry at you.&lt;br /&gt;i don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;why can't we communicate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much i wanna be happy with you,&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel the fun anymore.&lt;br /&gt;but why.&lt;br /&gt;god, please give me an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still love him.&lt;br /&gt;but why must all these happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-471472905391818527?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/471472905391818527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=471472905391818527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/471472905391818527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/471472905391818527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/03/anger.html' title='anger'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-8094591752303774971</id><published>2008-03-18T10:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T11:02:55.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>collaboration</title><content type='html'>as i mentioned last night regarding collaboration,&lt;br /&gt;the designer for Janet Jackson's CD Cover is a Singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;it was a collaboration between 2 countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=200px-Disciplinehqcover.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/200px-Disciplinehqcover.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aini, see..&lt;br /&gt;both of us can deign for helio's album cover.&lt;br /&gt;nothing's impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-8094591752303774971?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/8094591752303774971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=8094591752303774971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/8094591752303774971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/8094591752303774971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/03/collaboration.html' title='collaboration'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-5935017679068358594</id><published>2008-03-17T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:19:38.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back at work</title><content type='html'>4 more weeks left of school.&lt;br /&gt;and then, year 2 babeh!&lt;br /&gt;and another year to go.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, me and aini were thinking of collaborating a business with a brazilian.&lt;br /&gt;cool right.&lt;br /&gt;its like so rare.&lt;br /&gt;right aini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for school to end.&lt;br /&gt;and then HELLO WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-5935017679068358594?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/5935017679068358594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=5935017679068358594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/5935017679068358594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/5935017679068358594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/03/back-at-work.html' title='back at work'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-9145370546198601231</id><published>2008-03-13T13:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T14:48:45.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy</title><content type='html'>the weather.&lt;br /&gt;the raindrops.&lt;br /&gt;the atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tend to do silly stuffs during this time of the month.&lt;br /&gt;like sleeping while standing.&lt;br /&gt;sleeping while writing notes in class.&lt;br /&gt;sleeping and more sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;so im quite happy sleeping in this weather.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yessa!!&lt;br /&gt;i got a work at creative as retail executive.&lt;br /&gt;i stopped gloria jeans for personal reasons.&lt;br /&gt;and the best part, its 10min away from school!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to you, yes you.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aight.&lt;br /&gt;tts all from me now.&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-9145370546198601231?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/9145370546198601231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=9145370546198601231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/9145370546198601231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/9145370546198601231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/03/sleepy.html' title='sleepy'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-316691165863509505</id><published>2008-03-06T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T00:32:00.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminisces</title><content type='html'>after 8 years I still smile and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;how amazing is it when we talked about the past and laugh about it.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the laugh.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dirty shoes.&lt;br /&gt;the soft spoken command.&lt;br /&gt;the hyperactive voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISS YA LOTSA!!&lt;br /&gt;1 word.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-316691165863509505?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/316691165863509505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=316691165863509505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/316691165863509505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/316691165863509505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/03/reminisces.html' title='reminisces'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-4491977626031191374</id><published>2008-02-28T14:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T15:20:37.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>"wohoooooo!"&lt;br /&gt;back alas after weeks of headbanging, soul-searching and juxtapositioning myself.&lt;br /&gt;well, i've been good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for next week's school re-open.&lt;br /&gt;anw, here are the few things that I love to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=vinylrecordFRONT.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/vinylrecordFRONT.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my vinyl record design.&lt;br /&gt;i will want to improve it again.&lt;br /&gt;still not satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=Image258.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image258.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind you.&lt;br /&gt;the face and the bowl of noodles were made of paper.&lt;br /&gt;photocopied paper.&lt;br /&gt;my group made the face.NOT!. ahha&lt;br /&gt;we did the noodle.&lt;br /&gt;nice juxtaposition huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=Image259.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image259.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my classmates did this.&lt;br /&gt;flaming ablazed firing thingy.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=Image264.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image264.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet my brazilian lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;Isabel.&lt;br /&gt;she's freaking pretty in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=1_874392152l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/1_874392152l.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wohooo!.&lt;br /&gt;last but not least.&lt;br /&gt;Zallie's EGOES design.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Nice one.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-4491977626031191374?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/4491977626031191374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=4491977626031191374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/4491977626031191374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/4491977626031191374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/02/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-7795771603301774404</id><published>2008-02-14T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T01:44:06.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>doubt</title><content type='html'>what the hell am i doing?&lt;br /&gt;crap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm angry at myself.&lt;br /&gt;for feeling that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm getting nearer.&lt;br /&gt;i'm staying as professional i can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-7795771603301774404?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/7795771603301774404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=7795771603301774404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/7795771603301774404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/7795771603301774404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/02/doubt.html' title='doubt'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-551836670907684383</id><published>2008-01-31T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T00:41:46.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friend</title><content type='html'>to a sister, a close friend, a companion.&lt;br /&gt;i understand it's not easy to say "NO"&lt;br /&gt;i had that difficulty too but i managed to overcome it cuz of various situations.&lt;br /&gt;i love you as much as i love myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna see you get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;i want you to succeed in every way you can.&lt;br /&gt;but do not let this person pull you down.&lt;br /&gt;cuz you know i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;i urged you to try this challenge.&lt;br /&gt;a challenge that will be a stepping stone to success in your life.&lt;br /&gt;just trust me in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know what i'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;just bear with it ok.&lt;br /&gt;it's not easy to survive in lasalle.&lt;br /&gt;i was having difficulty too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now.&lt;br /&gt;i know the game.&lt;br /&gt;i'm playing it my way.&lt;br /&gt;you should too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"life and its challenges, it's the start of my adult life"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-551836670907684383?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/551836670907684383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=551836670907684383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/551836670907684383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/551836670907684383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/01/friend.html' title='friend'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-9111268561242509236</id><published>2008-01-24T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T00:55:31.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories</title><content type='html'>22nd birthday on the 22nd of jan.&lt;br /&gt;when the clock strike 12, annimal called and sang me a song while his strumming his guitar.&lt;br /&gt;of coz i do melt and drool cuz i can't stand when he sings to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started off with me and nadia going to the central.&lt;br /&gt;she bought for me a balloon stating "it's cake day!"&lt;br /&gt;and that's suppose to make me feel paiseh cuz i had to go school with that.&lt;br /&gt;lol.. i feel fine with it.. and thanks nadia for spending time with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya.. when i reach school, i was like a bit embarassed cuz of the balloon.&lt;br /&gt;thanks nad.. ur sabo is a success.. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beat and adel bought for me donuts and they put a candle on top of it.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hell yeah! i had a great 22nd birthday!&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, this is a vid for shahdon during our production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uSCl4TxCibI&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uSCl4TxCibI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits to nurul. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-9111268561242509236?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-9109338635381306514</id><published>2008-01-19T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T02:10:43.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busok</title><content type='html'>nurul is so busokla!&lt;br /&gt;she has the greatest lips i've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;and she's so photogenic la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak sia sia i took her as my model for my photography class.&lt;br /&gt;i took this while having production just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP5206.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP5206.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;using aperture and choosing the right location, i can somehow capture the msg to my audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP5227.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP5227.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;using the shutter speed, she show off her anger by throwing her jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP5244.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP5244.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, the breaking point of not meeting the guy anymore.&lt;br /&gt;taufiq is not bad too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP5228.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP5228.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly to end off these great pics of mine, the batam maid and the clown from cirque d' soleil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-9109338635381306514?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/9109338635381306514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=9109338635381306514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/9109338635381306514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/9109338635381306514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/01/busok.html' title='busok'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-845263306757861487</id><published>2008-01-08T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T22:28:53.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YCP WAD</title><content type='html'>wow. first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;a new term.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm beginning to feel the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;well, to start off, i had a good lunch date with beat and adel at NYDC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man... the food.&lt;br /&gt;yummy yummy oh so yummy!&lt;br /&gt;red hot chilli pepper, mushroom madness, chicken in the blanket.&lt;br /&gt;thanks babes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, dearest friends,&lt;br /&gt;Yellow Chair Productions will be having a play on the 18 and 19 Jan.&lt;br /&gt;tickets are going at 8 bucks only.&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be at Tampine East CC Auditorium at 7.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, it's worth the watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/?action=view&amp;current=flyer.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/flyer.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any queries, sms me k.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-845263306757861487?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/845263306757861487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=845263306757861487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/845263306757861487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/845263306757861487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/01/ycp-wad.html' title='YCP WAD'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-1087709144107639002</id><published>2008-01-04T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T23:25:02.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year</title><content type='html'>a new year has started.&lt;br /&gt;a new mature me has evolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, seems like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, been rather away from annimal these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;i've been busy.&lt;br /&gt;dang.&lt;br /&gt;miss him lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-1087709144107639002?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/1087709144107639002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=1087709144107639002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/1087709144107639002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/1087709144107639002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year.html' title='new year'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-8623038664742157728</id><published>2007-12-18T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T00:02:27.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy thoughts.</title><content type='html'>it started off badly at work.&lt;br /&gt;i had the opening shift today so i started at 0645.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, i was setting up the shop and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i dropped a cup but luckily it didn't break.&lt;br /&gt;2. i spilled the cuppuccino chiller. (fine)&lt;br /&gt;3. i spilled the milk from a customer's cup. (ok i get it)&lt;br /&gt;4. i broke a cup and cuts through my palm. my manager had to send me to the clinic cuz there were glasses inside my palm. (i think god hates me)&lt;br /&gt;5. i broke the lid of the coffee tumbler.&lt;br /&gt;6. i broke the base of the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really not my day.&lt;br /&gt;fcuk,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c'mon sue.&lt;br /&gt;happy thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;happy thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image034.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my manager and maddie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image019-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a poster girl for standard chartered!!&lt;br /&gt;more like i'm a hand model!&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/DSC00055-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. explain why i'm crazy again.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i'm surrounded by them.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Myloveones.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love them. period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image018-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and these 3 angels as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. lucky these thoughts always made me think of the positive side of life.&lt;br /&gt;i'm off tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;wohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a happy goober!&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-8623038664742157728?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/8623038664742157728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=8623038664742157728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/8623038664742157728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/8623038664742157728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-thoughts.html' title='happy thoughts.'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-3476085226192532709</id><published>2007-12-13T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T22:36:28.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unbelievable</title><content type='html'>malam jumaat = friday night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it means that no horror stuffs for me.&lt;br /&gt;else, i'll freak out when i'm sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called annimal just now and this was the conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ring ring ring*&lt;br /&gt;me: hallo&lt;br /&gt;annimal: hello&lt;br /&gt;me: busy eh??&lt;br /&gt;annimal: *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;me: *confused*&lt;br /&gt;annimal:  i'm watching a DEAD person now&lt;br /&gt;me: errrmmm ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;*slams the phone down*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what good timing I have.&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-3476085226192532709?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/3476085226192532709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=3476085226192532709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3476085226192532709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3476085226192532709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/12/unbelievable.html' title='unbelievable'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-3176835527665632878</id><published>2007-12-11T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T22:27:58.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy.</title><content type='html'>why am i easily tired these last few days?&lt;br /&gt;work is not stress at all.&lt;br /&gt;its really easy money.&lt;br /&gt;just stand and make coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the working time is fcuking flexible.&lt;br /&gt;you wanna work, you work.&lt;br /&gt;you dun wanna work, your problem.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not used to that! SHHEESH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe there's a lot on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;even when i'm sleeping, i kept thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm wasting my brain cells on things i shouldn't think about.&lt;br /&gt;you get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly thoughts that's wasting my brain cells:&lt;br /&gt;- why can't i wear big earrings during working hours?&lt;br /&gt;- why my feet hurts when i stand too long?&lt;br /&gt;- why is singapore near the equator?&lt;br /&gt;- why the singapore team soccer players are not like english players?&lt;br /&gt;- why can't singapore have snow?&lt;br /&gt;- why AM I thinking of all these when it is not a problem!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i should stop thinking and start thinking of relevant things like:&lt;br /&gt;* where do i get sponsors for WAD?&lt;br /&gt;* what makes richard a better designer than me?&lt;br /&gt;* do i have time to work when school starts?&lt;br /&gt;* can i juggle work, studies, play at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;* why can't i have a clone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i WISH i WISH i have a clone.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;im doing a lot of things right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of 365 DAYS,&lt;br /&gt;i rest for 36 days.&lt;br /&gt;i can't rest too much,&lt;br /&gt;else i'll be restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, if i dun rest,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be tired.&lt;br /&gt;i'm aging.&lt;br /&gt;oh noo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turning 22 on 22.&lt;br /&gt;contradicting myself.&lt;br /&gt;paranoia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall stop now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-3176835527665632878?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/3176835527665632878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=3176835527665632878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3176835527665632878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3176835527665632878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/12/busy.html' title='busy.'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-1710693176260177526</id><published>2007-12-05T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T21:06:05.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gloria</title><content type='html'>oh glorious gloria jeans.&lt;br /&gt;im starting to love coffee.&lt;br /&gt;now you know what it means.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i'll make myself a butter toffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a funny incident happened on my way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, the 6'oclock peak hour in the train.&lt;br /&gt;crowded as always i entered the train towards boon lay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind you, behind me there were 2 muslim ladies whoes wearing their tudung.&lt;br /&gt;one is about in her late 30s,&lt;br /&gt;the other is in her late 40s..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at outram mrt station, &lt;br /&gt;there was an empty seat in front of the ladies.&lt;br /&gt;so the lady in her late 30s rushed to grab the empty seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jennnnnnngg. no seat for the lady who is in her late 40s.&lt;br /&gt;i peeked at her hp and this was the msg:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO: HAZALI (HUBBY)&lt;br /&gt;HP: 90xxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"KURANG AJAR TAU, &lt;br /&gt;pompuan melayu ni.&lt;br /&gt;KEPALA PANTAT BETOL.&lt;br /&gt;Aku suppose to get the seat dulu because&lt;br /&gt;aku datang earlier.&lt;br /&gt;AGAKNYE PANTAT dier berat sangat.&lt;br /&gt;AKU yang penat die pulak dapat dulu.&lt;br /&gt;KEPALA PUKI!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;send.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;translation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SO RUDE,&lt;br /&gt;this malay lady.&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to get the seat first because&lt;br /&gt;I came earlier.&lt;br /&gt;I think her BUTT is too HEAVY.&lt;br /&gt;I am the one tired and she got the seat.&lt;br /&gt;PUKI HEAD!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;send&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i was laughing like hell.&lt;br /&gt;she looks so innocent.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-1710693176260177526?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/1710693176260177526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=1710693176260177526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/1710693176260177526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/1710693176260177526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/12/gloria.html' title='gloria'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-6552202475473059659</id><published>2007-12-02T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T21:09:01.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>future</title><content type='html'>well, everything's been great.&lt;br /&gt;now, im having the hols.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm starting work tomorrow morning at 0645.&lt;br /&gt;gloria jeans will be the next hang out place for me since i'll be working there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so pissed off last week cuz i applied part-time jobs at Zara, Guess, Sentosa etc.&lt;br /&gt;but none of them get back to me.&lt;br /&gt;And the sickening part of it all is that everytime I go to the toilet, there'll be bound to&lt;br /&gt;be a missed call on my hp.&lt;br /&gt;the number will be of course one of these companies' no.&lt;br /&gt;and when i called back, no one picks up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, thank god, I got the job at gloria jeans.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to fariza who saw the ad on classifieds&lt;br /&gt;and you know what, I was offered to do freelance graphic design yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;yes i took it up as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when all of these are happening,&lt;br /&gt;my mind always said, "when I need a job, no job comes to me and when I do not need a job,&lt;br /&gt;a lot came."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;life and its complications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yellow chair productions has been under the limelight quite no. of times.&lt;br /&gt;be it, in the newspaper, the magazine, wil be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during sketches, the story of hope production, berita harian covered our story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/CCF02122007_00002.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, the words are too small to read it.&lt;br /&gt;ask me for the article of you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and SHAHDON!!, we were in STRAITS TIMES IN EDITION,&lt;br /&gt;LOOK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/CCF02122007_00001.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE SEE!!&lt;br /&gt;the story was covered together with Tan Kheng Hua's Its My Life's Musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just pray that the success of yellow chair will continue as time goes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;alhamdullilah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just blessed will all the good things in my life.&lt;br /&gt;thank you GOD. &lt;i&gt;syukur&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-6552202475473059659?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/6552202475473059659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=6552202475473059659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/6552202475473059659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/6552202475473059659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/12/future.html' title='future'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-7928674809437375806</id><published>2007-11-25T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T18:38:31.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy</title><content type='html'>it was one hella post-assignments celebration.&lt;br /&gt;from party-ing and dancing with friends&lt;br /&gt;to ice skating and having dinner at carousel.&lt;br /&gt;this is what i call CELEBRATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP4817.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP4824.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP4811.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Skating with the La Salle-ians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mera, i think you owe me a horseback riding.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go horseback riding.&lt;br /&gt;get me the address. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP4861.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP4866.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P-A-R-T-Y-ing with the Primary School Peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP4916.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP4945.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP4908.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaun's Birthday at Royal Plaza Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you.&lt;br /&gt;the creme brule is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;that's it.&lt;br /&gt;my 22nd birthday i'm gonna go here.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man..&lt;br /&gt;there's a lot of people i still wanna hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my silat babe adawiyah.&lt;br /&gt;it's been a LOOOOONG time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my floorball girls.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go back training with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there's the Due West gang.&lt;br /&gt;how about the family and annimal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annimal, a date with you soon!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;*muackz*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-7928674809437375806?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/7928674809437375806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=7928674809437375806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/7928674809437375806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/7928674809437375806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/11/busy.html' title='busy'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-4206887393977722980</id><published>2007-11-21T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T23:03:00.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end</title><content type='html'>its the end of first term.&lt;br /&gt;good news?&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. not yet.&lt;br /&gt;cuz it has to depend on next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week on the 29th nov.&lt;br /&gt;RESULTS DAY!&lt;br /&gt;10am.&lt;br /&gt;it will conclude whether i'll moved on to the next term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so scary.&lt;br /&gt;it's like we're all in a variety show or something.&lt;br /&gt;the next week is the elimination round.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i just hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;til then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-4206887393977722980?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/4206887393977722980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=4206887393977722980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/4206887393977722980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/4206887393977722980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/11/end.html' title='end'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-6131177355538736834</id><published>2007-11-12T01:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T01:34:31.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>typography</title><content type='html'>i think i'm beginning to love typography.&lt;br /&gt;you can create your own fonts without any limitations.&lt;br /&gt;ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like this.&lt;br /&gt;i've just created one using the theme of x-ray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/microZinepart2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typo rawks my socks.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-6131177355538736834?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/6131177355538736834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=6131177355538736834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/6131177355538736834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/6131177355538736834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/11/typography.html' title='typography'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-3270576627992801654</id><published>2007-11-08T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T17:04:50.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tears</title><content type='html'>after 12 years of separation,&lt;br /&gt;finally, today is the day when both families forgive each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in less than 4 hours time, i'm gonna meet my aunt, my uncle and my cousins whom&lt;br /&gt;i haven seen for 12 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to the death of my late grandfather, &lt;br /&gt;that's the reason for the separation.&lt;br /&gt;and both families blame each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss my uncle and aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine you take the bus to school one day,&lt;br /&gt;you saw your uncle.&lt;br /&gt;but he didn't recognize you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the day when i see you again..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-3270576627992801654?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/3270576627992801654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=3270576627992801654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3270576627992801654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3270576627992801654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/11/tears.html' title='tears'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-4622173627247681846</id><published>2007-11-07T19:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T19:57:37.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clone</title><content type='html'>I have always wanted a clone of myself.&lt;br /&gt;so there will be always someone to help me do my school work&lt;br /&gt;and the other clone will be working and earn lotsa money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Photo33.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have a CLONE,&lt;br /&gt;I will&lt;br /&gt;(a) get a job as a magician. (the teleport magic)&lt;br /&gt;(b) play a prank on my friends.&lt;br /&gt;(c) go home as late as I want since my other half is already at home.&lt;br /&gt;(d) get my clone to work for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. and other stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;random thought for the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-4622173627247681846?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/4622173627247681846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=4622173627247681846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/4622173627247681846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/4622173627247681846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/11/clone.html' title='clone'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-537465058098654297</id><published>2007-11-04T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T21:21:06.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>old school</title><content type='html'>one of the assignments is to take a picture according to mood lightings.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to take a picture of the big drain at my old neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;but upon reaching there, i think it's better to be safe than sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was like walking down memory lane for me.&lt;br /&gt;i remembered how i used to go to the old ah pek store under my void deck.&lt;br /&gt;the ah pek will always ask me "ni hao mah?"&lt;br /&gt;i will shyly said, " wo hao"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the pathway to walking home was the scariest part for me.&lt;br /&gt;i will always imagine when another person will jump down.&lt;br /&gt;so i will look up first and then walk quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/PB024259.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the blk i used to live at.&lt;br /&gt;i miss this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my primary 4 form teacher lived at the block in front of mine.&lt;br /&gt;i have been wanting to go school with her but never once i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/PB024315.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the old neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/PB024273.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scary staircase i used to be afraid of.&lt;br /&gt;reminisces of my past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-537465058098654297?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/537465058098654297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=537465058098654297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/537465058098654297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/537465058098654297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/11/old-school.html' title='old school'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-412977278765078695</id><published>2007-10-28T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T23:17:28.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hug</title><content type='html'>i need a hug.&lt;br /&gt;i need someone to tell me "everything will be fine"&lt;br /&gt;i need a shoulder to cry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if we hold on, together.&lt;br /&gt;i know our dreams will never die.&lt;br /&gt;dreams see us through to forever..&lt;br /&gt;where clouds roll by, for you and i."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dedicated to all my classmates in la salle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-412977278765078695?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/412977278765078695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=412977278765078695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/412977278765078695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/412977278765078695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/10/hug.html' title='hug'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-2651690275602719630</id><published>2007-10-28T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T22:50:53.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>limits</title><content type='html'>everyone has limits.&lt;br /&gt;i have mine too.&lt;br /&gt;assignments been pilling up badly.&lt;br /&gt;sacrifices have to take place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how embarrassing is it to do research on your assignments while you're out hari raya-ing with your friends?&lt;br /&gt;how bad is it that when people expect a lot from you when you have this much to give?&lt;br /&gt;how you wish that you have a clone?&lt;br /&gt;how do you feel that within 1 week, you have only 1 day to sleep peacefully and the rest of the 6 days you can only sleep for 1 hr?&lt;br /&gt;how bad is it that you do not have time to spend with your loved ones and you only meet them like once or twice a week?&lt;br /&gt;how you wish you can run from all of these and hope that people just forgets you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-2651690275602719630?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/2651690275602719630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=2651690275602719630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/2651690275602719630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/2651690275602719630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/10/limits.html' title='limits'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-996167869449715467</id><published>2007-10-23T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T00:29:59.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hari raya</title><content type='html'>siapa kata gadis melayu tak boleh main guitar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"who says a malay girl can't play guitar?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/DSC00006-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm taking guitar lessons from my annimal.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be a lead guitarist like him.&lt;br /&gt;i think he looks sexy with the electric guitar.&lt;br /&gt;so i wanna be sexy too. whahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love his voice too.&lt;br /&gt;dun ask me to sing.&lt;br /&gt;*gulps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari raya-ing has been tiring but fun.&lt;br /&gt;2 more to go and i'm done.&lt;br /&gt;wahhh.&lt;br /&gt;i feel that i'm getting old at this kind of stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;4 outings with 4 different groups.&lt;br /&gt;easily get tired.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will blog again asap.&lt;br /&gt;and oh ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RABIATUL!&lt;br /&gt;how's your SEA GAMES?!&lt;br /&gt;update me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/DSC00023-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being Saloma and P.Ramlee for a day.&lt;br /&gt;whaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-996167869449715467?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/996167869449715467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=996167869449715467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/996167869449715467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/996167869449715467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/10/hari-raya.html' title='hari raya'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-4756498668767326329</id><published>2007-10-19T23:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T23:56:27.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wisdom</title><content type='html'>yey! i'm turning into a wise person&lt;br /&gt;because i have a wisdom tooth!&lt;br /&gt;k. lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a joke brought to you by JEANNIE LI.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang.&lt;br /&gt;i've been very agitated for the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;my wisdom tooth is growing.&lt;br /&gt;and it's killing me.&lt;br /&gt;sunday i really need to extract it out.&lt;br /&gt;cuz it's painful.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wisdom tooth = pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm worried for my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;she has a back problem and she might be going for surgery.&lt;br /&gt;doc advised her to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but how will affect her after the surgery?&lt;br /&gt;will she have more migraines?&lt;br /&gt;will she still have to slouch?&lt;br /&gt;will it be more painful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's only 17.&lt;br /&gt;"Nu, whatever it is, kakak will always be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;I will accompany you in the hospital if the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;Insyaallah, everything will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to be there for you. &lt;br /&gt;I love you like my own little sister."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari raya outings and more of it.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow: due west hari raya outing.&lt;br /&gt;sunday: following ann for his CTSS hari raya outing.&lt;br /&gt;next sat: pri school hari raya outing.&lt;br /&gt;next sun: joyriders hari raya outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh.&lt;br /&gt;die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-4756498668767326329?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/4756498668767326329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=4756498668767326329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/4756498668767326329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/4756498668767326329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/10/wisdom.html' title='wisdom'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-2024163611765925217</id><published>2007-10-18T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T01:10:08.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peterpen</title><content type='html'>waduh waduh..&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gonna blame Nurul for my entry now.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in love with Indonesian bands.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ulfy.&lt;br /&gt;i blame you as well partially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;they combined the best singers altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e_Z0oz0xaMQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e_Z0oz0xaMQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POWER RANGER kan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nurul, saya terpingin mau menemui mereka.&lt;br /&gt;waduh waduh..&lt;br /&gt;semuanya ganteng banget.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;MAS EDY! ES SODA BANDONG SATU!!&lt;br /&gt;saya mau merasai bandong kesukaan ARIEL dong!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-2024163611765925217?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/2024163611765925217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=2024163611765925217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/2024163611765925217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/2024163611765925217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/10/peterpen.html' title='peterpen'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-3261916281566707290</id><published>2007-10-11T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T00:14:13.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random pics</title><content type='html'>hari raya is on sat.&lt;br /&gt;wah.&lt;br /&gt;very fast.&lt;br /&gt;too fast.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's good. &lt;br /&gt;i would like to take this opportunity to say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;'Selamat Hari Raya, Maaf Zahir Batin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my Muslim friends out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was browsing through the pics on my hp.&lt;br /&gt;and most of them made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image070.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the newlyweds.&lt;br /&gt;awwww... how lovely they are.&lt;br /&gt;presenting to you, the handsome adha and the romantic khai.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;this was during chronicles of maria.&lt;br /&gt;man.. miss those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image078.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust me, she didn't know we're taking pictures of her sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;the funny thing is she can close her eyes and drink it at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;meet my husband, Jeannie...&lt;br /&gt;she's just so cute la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image091.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whahah.&lt;br /&gt;bored during class.&lt;br /&gt;erika does shows a lot of facial expressions.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image115.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't he look like Shaun Michaels from WWE?&lt;br /&gt;OMIGOD.&lt;br /&gt;he's freaking handsome la in person.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;once fasting month has ended, i'm gonna make my way back to the Kebab Palace at Peace Centre.&lt;br /&gt;GIRLS, he's up for grabs.&lt;br /&gt;but he's mine.. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image122.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took this cuz when i was in the train,&lt;br /&gt;i swear it looks like SHAHDON!&lt;br /&gt;and not shadow.&lt;br /&gt;hahha.&lt;br /&gt;ways of seeing guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image125.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Jedis playing their PSP.&lt;br /&gt;ASSJEDI &amp; MOODYDORK.&lt;br /&gt;and at times, i do regret of not buying a PSP.&lt;br /&gt;gggrrrrr..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image131.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes.&lt;br /&gt;i was trying mereta's big shades.&lt;br /&gt;vain as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image161.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooohhh.. kinky.&lt;br /&gt;i love Aisyah's birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;Syah, i wanna eat the nipples!&lt;br /&gt;why didn't you cut it for me??!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image167.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh ooh.. i love this girl.&lt;br /&gt;haha. meet my classmate.&lt;br /&gt;Thao from Vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;people, don't think she looks innocent, she's all nice.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;she loves GOTH and she reminds me sooooo much of Emily.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image153.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as always.&lt;br /&gt;Shai...&lt;br /&gt;naughty naughty eh..&lt;br /&gt;ahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image150.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like brother, like sister.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image151.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our fav pastime.&lt;br /&gt;slacking and watching movies at his house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea...&lt;br /&gt;my random pics from my hp.&lt;br /&gt;hope you enjoy guys..&lt;br /&gt;ehhe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-3261916281566707290?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/3261916281566707290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=3261916281566707290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3261916281566707290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3261916281566707290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/10/random-pics.html' title='random pics'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-527101657753300267</id><published>2007-10-07T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T01:15:38.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>future.</title><content type='html'>in a few months time, i'm turning 22.&lt;br /&gt;shite.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so old.&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking how my life is going to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will i be living in a 3 room flat or a terrace?&lt;br /&gt;will i own a car?&lt;br /&gt;boifren was talking about the future with me a few mins ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were planning on how we should live our life.&lt;br /&gt;what jobs we're going to be taking.&lt;br /&gt;scary i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more or less he has planned his path.&lt;br /&gt;he rather work and do his degree part time than go overseas for degree.&lt;br /&gt;he intends to sign on to become a FRP (Fast Response Paramedic)&lt;br /&gt;what's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i'll give you a scenario.&lt;br /&gt;1. you met with an accident.&lt;br /&gt;2. you dial 995 for ambulance.&lt;br /&gt;3. before ambulance come, there will be a paramedic on a big bike to attend to you first.&lt;br /&gt;4. he will wait with you until the ambulance come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a Fast Response Paramedic on a big white bike.&lt;br /&gt;4 years bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good for you dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, after degree, more or less,&lt;br /&gt;i'm set on going to an advertising firm.&lt;br /&gt;making adverts maybe?&lt;br /&gt;who knows.&lt;br /&gt;we shall wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning 22 on 22nd Jan. *hint*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-527101657753300267?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/527101657753300267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=527101657753300267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/527101657753300267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/527101657753300267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/10/future.html' title='future.'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-7083768301987469149</id><published>2007-10-06T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T01:49:58.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz</title><content type='html'>i did not expect things would turn out this way.&lt;br /&gt;from one thing to another.&lt;br /&gt;god.&lt;br /&gt;give me strength and a sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need it badly.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;*prays hard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jtps ppl, photos will be uploaded soon.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the night.&lt;br /&gt;it was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my macbook pro.&lt;br /&gt;my baby.&lt;br /&gt;you're the reason i'm alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-7083768301987469149?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/7083768301987469149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=7083768301987469149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/7083768301987469149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/7083768301987469149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/10/haiz.html' title='haiz'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-1662171470388587443</id><published>2007-10-02T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T23:54:11.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ex bf</title><content type='html'>oh shite!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;freak!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my chinese ex-bf and my classmate are cousins.&lt;br /&gt;and it does not help if your classmate is like an exact replica of your ex-bf.&lt;br /&gt;the way she jokes is exactly the way he jokes.&lt;br /&gt;whahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when i was chatting with my ex bf,&lt;br /&gt;my classmate was in the other window chatting with me as well.&lt;br /&gt;it's a love hate relationship for both of them.&lt;br /&gt;omg. ahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i had jaw cramps from all the laughter.&lt;br /&gt;ahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;bloody asses! haha.&lt;br /&gt;i still love both of you! :D&lt;div 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-3417457750219026521</id><published>2007-10-02T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T23:16:31.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dry ice</title><content type='html'>what do you do when you're bored at the airport?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image155.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A) Pump up some muscles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image158.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(B) Re-create Macbeth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image159.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(C) Make a bubble bath for the ants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whahahha.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. &lt;br /&gt;The YCP people were bored apparently.&lt;br /&gt;so we played with dry ice.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was last sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my freaking god.&lt;br /&gt;today's weather was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;and it does not help when your classmates kept bringing you to mouth watering places like ICE MONSTER and STARBUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like drooling la.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but it was a good obstacle.&lt;br /&gt;i know God was testing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when the clock strikes 7pm,&lt;br /&gt;i had&lt;br /&gt;- 1 cup of honeydew sago bought from SweetTalk&lt;br /&gt;- 1 cup of cold plain water&lt;br /&gt;- 1 cup of honey green tea with pearls from SweetTalk as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whahhaah.&lt;br /&gt;"cannot tahan la"&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-3417457750219026521?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/3417457750219026521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=3417457750219026521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3417457750219026521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3417457750219026521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/10/dry-ice.html' title='dry ice'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-3276546581530669445</id><published>2007-09-28T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T22:31:51.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts.</title><content type='html'>Before enrolling in La Salle,&lt;br /&gt;I used to wonder why people keep telling me La Salle is a good school.&lt;br /&gt;Some say the quality of design the students produced were magnificent.&lt;br /&gt;Others say that the modules were relevant to your course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, today, I got my answer.&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you now.&lt;br /&gt;For you people out there who wants to enrol in La Salle.&lt;br /&gt;Be prepared to get drilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The critic session was an eye opener for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecturer (Tito): "You are not a decorator but a designer so work on it. Present your work neatly. Take photos of every work in the right angle. Pay attention to every detail. If you choose to use a pin, use 1 colour."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (thoughts): "Shit! Dang... I'm sure gonna get busted"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecturer (Isabel): "Be extra careful with your spellings. Remember symbols and semiotics. They are the most important aspect in your logo design"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (thoughts): "Yes yes.. noted. Freak.. why they must be so precise? Sue, its for your own good"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the comments that the lecturers gave to us generally. Trust me, it can be worst than this. Even though you think that your designs are great, think again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are fierce.&lt;br /&gt;They can be really mean.&lt;br /&gt;But it's for our own good.&lt;br /&gt;They do not give a damn whether you're sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to see myself improve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-3276546581530669445?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/3276546581530669445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=3276546581530669445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3276546581530669445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3276546581530669445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/09/thoughts.html' title='thoughts.'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-3500578451432907871</id><published>2007-09-27T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T23:12:58.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>curl</title><content type='html'>curls. &lt;br /&gt;curls.&lt;br /&gt;and more curls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was under excruciating heat for freaking 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;but it was worth the pain.&lt;br /&gt;digita perm for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image141.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look like robo woman being charged cuz my battery's dead.&lt;br /&gt;whahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the end result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image147.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image148.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeng jeng jeng...&lt;br /&gt;CURLY SUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's friday!&lt;br /&gt;end of assignments week.&lt;br /&gt;i need to catch up on my sleep man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP MAN.&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING MAN.&lt;br /&gt;new superheroes eh?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;stop it eh awak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. must finish assignments.&lt;br /&gt;til then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very devilish look from my adillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image143.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhehe..&lt;br /&gt;tata readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-3500578451432907871?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/3500578451432907871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=3500578451432907871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3500578451432907871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3500578451432907871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/09/curl.html' title='curl'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-6187118940922830382</id><published>2007-09-25T05:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T05:54:31.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>falling apart</title><content type='html'>i just love today's sahur.&lt;br /&gt;rendang daging with sambal goreng.&lt;br /&gt;yummy.&lt;br /&gt;thanks mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orrait.&lt;br /&gt;i'm freaking stress right now.&lt;br /&gt;my head's still giving me a hard time&lt;br /&gt;after a 3 hours sleep.&lt;br /&gt;this is not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm left with:&lt;br /&gt;a. 1 olympics poster&lt;br /&gt;b. a design on the tissue box&lt;br /&gt;c. 1 brochure&lt;br /&gt;d. 5 pop up cards&lt;br /&gt;e. a 3pp fanzine&lt;br /&gt;f. a collage of the school&lt;br /&gt;g. a 50page exploration of ideas for each of the project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and these need to be done before thursday &lt;br /&gt;so i can take a picture of the 3D designs to be pasted on the A2 board.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at the rate i'm going now.&lt;br /&gt;this is not good.&lt;br /&gt;i have to push myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't even print at my home.&lt;br /&gt;cuz my printer's spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;from one thing to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first it was the air-con.&lt;br /&gt;- 2 weeks without air-con.&lt;br /&gt;- then the printer jammed.&lt;br /&gt;- both the oxygen pump on my fish tank spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;(yes, some of my fishes died)&lt;br /&gt;- the car started to give problems.&lt;br /&gt;- the dustbin handler broke.&lt;br /&gt;- the toilet's shower cap broke.&lt;br /&gt;- my portrait on the wall fell off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird and i'm speechless.&lt;br /&gt;don't tell me my dad or any of us did something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;oh god, what did we do wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, my ACER laptop can't take anymore photoshop designs.&lt;br /&gt;cuz the scratch disks is full&lt;br /&gt;when i'm left with 16GB of hard disk space left?&lt;br /&gt;what does it mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"macbook pro oh macbook pro.&lt;br /&gt;when will you arrive?&lt;br /&gt;you know how long it has been for me&lt;br /&gt;to endure all these sufferings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACER, you will not be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;mama will take care of you.&lt;br /&gt;it's just that you can't take heavy quality designs.&lt;br /&gt;but you've been all good, my dear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to assignments now.&lt;br /&gt;just few more days sue.&lt;br /&gt;you can do this.&lt;br /&gt;and then 1 week heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-6187118940922830382?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/6187118940922830382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=6187118940922830382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/6187118940922830382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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just now&lt;br /&gt;who shared with us her problems.&lt;br /&gt;and everytime, the money talk came up, i'm speechless.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i'm not sure what's the market rate out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"as long as we can justify what we think is right, everything will be fine right?"&lt;br /&gt;i remembered someone told me the other night about justification.&lt;br /&gt;righhhhhttt? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;hari raya is coming.&lt;br /&gt;and i totally forgot about it.&lt;br /&gt;ahha.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my jinxy, i remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about hari raya,&lt;br /&gt;this is the conversation i had with my mum every hari raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 years ago:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Girl, you don't wanna try wearing kebaya this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;End of story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 years ago:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Girl, wear kebaya this year please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Why must I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: You're a girl. Might as well you act like one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Forget it. I'm not wearing kebaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;End of story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 years ago:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Girl, you're turning to a yong adult, wear kebaya this year la. You'll look very beatiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No ma, I don't want. I'd rather wear something I'm comfortable in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: You won't get married if you're gonna be like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Then I don't wanna get married. How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Fine. As you wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;End of story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Like it or not, you're wearing kebaya this year. Your dad's tenants have gave 3 kebayas to you for this year hari raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: WHAT! okkk.. finnneeeeeee..I'll wear it this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;End of story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum's successful plan to make me wear baju kebaya.&lt;br /&gt;How cunning is she..&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-5423205665966619305?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/5423205665966619305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=5423205665966619305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/5423205665966619305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/5423205665966619305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/09/unexpected.html' title='unexpected'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-1951667573090464839</id><published>2007-09-20T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T23:25:55.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vitas</title><content type='html'>i have to blog about him.&lt;br /&gt;my new lover boy: VITAS.&lt;br /&gt;russian opera singer.&lt;br /&gt;*note* - pls pause my blog's background song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/jMsfYR1R-G/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/jMsfYR1R-G/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="325" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hearts* him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-1951667573090464839?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/1951667573090464839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=1951667573090464839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/1951667573090464839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/1951667573090464839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/09/vitas.html' title='vitas'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-4623868638867103953</id><published>2007-09-20T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T22:27:52.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired.</title><content type='html'>alas.&lt;br /&gt;"holiday" is here.&lt;br /&gt;ok.. correction.&lt;br /&gt;it's not a holiday, it's just a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my wallcheck is next fri.&lt;br /&gt;what's a wallcheck?&lt;br /&gt;it's like a day where every student has to showcase his/her progress work.&lt;br /&gt;and we get grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's another meaning for critic session.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, ALL projects have to be put up on A2 board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and best part of this.&lt;br /&gt;no class for MON, TUE, THUR with the exeption of WED&lt;br /&gt;cuz we have lectures. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the following week?&lt;br /&gt;NO CLASS.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest time for me.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to catch up wth all of my movies.&lt;br /&gt;have to catch up with all my books.&lt;br /&gt;my animes.&lt;br /&gt;and my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh ya!&lt;br /&gt;i feel like watching all the P.Ramlee movies.&lt;br /&gt;ahakz!&lt;br /&gt;"aci aci, bukak pintu, nana balik pukul satu.."&lt;br /&gt;:-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k k.. gotta get back to my beauty sleep.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-4623868638867103953?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/4623868638867103953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=4623868638867103953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/4623868638867103953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/4623868638867103953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/09/tired.html' title='tired.'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-5977479951702181164</id><published>2007-09-16T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T21:58:26.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fire!</title><content type='html'>the alarm went off.&lt;br /&gt;the sound was unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;my brother went out to see what was happening.&lt;br /&gt;as expected, there was a fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole family evacuated from the building.&lt;br /&gt;this is not the first time.&lt;br /&gt;when we went down, the rubbish chute was on fire.&lt;br /&gt;firemen were everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;policemen told us to move away from the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image127.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image128.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image129.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last scene of the fire brigade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool.&lt;br /&gt;what a night.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-5977479951702181164?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/5977479951702181164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=5977479951702181164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/5977479951702181164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/5977479951702181164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/09/fire.html' title='fire!'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-429563964134555975</id><published>2007-09-16T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T15:08:45.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love and friendship</title><content type='html'>Love and Friendship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like the wild rose-briar,&lt;br /&gt;Friendship like the holly-tree—&lt;br /&gt;The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms&lt;br /&gt;But which will bloom most constantly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring,&lt;br /&gt;Its summer blossoms scent the air;&lt;br /&gt;Yet wait till winter comes again&lt;br /&gt;And who will call the wild-briar fair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now&lt;br /&gt;And deck thee with the holly's sheen,&lt;br /&gt;That, when December blights thy brow,&lt;br /&gt;He may still leave thy garland green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Emily Bronte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thought of the day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Male vs. Female at the ATM Machine~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALE PROCEDURE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Drive up to the cash machine.&lt;br /&gt;2. Put down your car window.&lt;br /&gt;3. Insert card into machine and enter PIN.&lt;br /&gt;4. Enter amount of cash required and withdraw.&lt;br /&gt;5. Retrieve card, cash and receipt.&lt;br /&gt;6. Put window up.&lt;br /&gt;7. Drive off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEMALE PROCEDURE: What is really funny is that most of this part is the truth!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Drive up to cash machine.&lt;br /&gt;2. Reverse and back up the required amount to align car window with the machine.&lt;br /&gt;3. Set parking brake, put the window down.&lt;br /&gt;4. Find handbag, remove all contents on to passenger seat to locate card.&lt;br /&gt;5. Tell person on cell phone you will call them back and hang up.&lt;br /&gt;6. Attempt to insert card into machine.&lt;br /&gt;7. Open car door to allow easier access to machine due to its excessive Distance from the car.&lt;br /&gt;8. Insert card.&lt;br /&gt;9. Re-insert card the right way.&lt;br /&gt;10. Dig through handbag to find diary with your PIN written on the inside back page.&lt;br /&gt;11. Enter PIN.&lt;br /&gt;12. Press cancel and re-enter correct PIN.&lt;br /&gt;13. Enter amount of cash required.&lt;br /&gt;14. Check makeup in rear view mirror.&lt;br /&gt;15. Retrieve cash and receipt.&lt;br /&gt;16. Empty handbag again to locate wallet and place cash inside.&lt;br /&gt;17. Write debit amount in check register and place receipt in back of checkbook.&lt;br /&gt;18. Re-check makeup.&lt;br /&gt;19. Drive forward 2 feet.&lt;br /&gt;20. Reverse back to cash machine.&lt;br /&gt;21. Retrieve card.&lt;br /&gt;22. Re-empty hand bag, locate card holder, and place card into the slot provided!&lt;br /&gt;23. Give dirty look to irate male driver waiting behind you.&lt;br /&gt;24. Restart stalled engine and pull off.&lt;br /&gt;25. Redial person on cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;26. Drive for 2 to 3 miles.&lt;br /&gt;27. Release Parking Brake. ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taken from http://mrchuckles2006.blogspot.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-429563964134555975?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/429563964134555975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=429563964134555975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/429563964134555975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/429563964134555975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/09/love-and-friendship.html' title='love and friendship'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-3459720580781105141</id><published>2007-09-13T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T20:28:27.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthdays</title><content type='html'>wahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;so many people are having their birthdays this month&lt;br /&gt;sooo many.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we celebrated Valerie's birthday just now.&lt;br /&gt;but too bad I can't taste the cake.&lt;br /&gt;it looks so yummyicious la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image117.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image118.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image119.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks nice huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 20th BIRTHDAY VALERIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i was bored in class,&lt;br /&gt;so i took a few more pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image120.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Image121.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;pop up card!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides Valerie, i wanna take this opportunity to wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED 21st BIRTHDAY AZMI!! (hint* model of an airplane)&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 22nd BIRTHDAY AISAH BABY!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY ADVANCED 21st BIRTHDAY AMILIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the As... ahahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-3459720580781105141?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/3459720580781105141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=3459720580781105141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3459720580781105141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3459720580781105141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/09/birthdays.html' title='birthdays'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-1597306709286831416</id><published>2007-09-09T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T00:01:18.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Men Fake Orgasms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/realmen.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Men, Fake Orgasms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A play directed by Samantha Scott-Blackhall. The story kept us wandering for about a while then we get the whole picture. The door is like a transition from reality to the imaginary world of theirs. On how gay people live through life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With very little props, they really make use of it to build up the whole scenes.&lt;br /&gt;The energy that was sustained for 1hr 15min was amazing. Kudos to En Lai and Claudio who is from La Salle (ahem ahem.. he's blardy talented and freaking good looking la) ehhe. Hope to see Claudio in school so I can congratulate him on the success of the play. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I saw this very genius video of my bro. He did this before entering poly.&lt;br /&gt;The sound effect and everything were precise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="380" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/TheNextJedi.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to assignments.&lt;br /&gt;Cherios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-1597306709286831416?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/1597306709286831416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=1597306709286831416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to count how many strands of hair do you have?&lt;br /&gt;c. get your sibling to entertain you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i choose c.&lt;br /&gt;cuz my brothers always make me laugh non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;they will do the weirdest stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like for instance, in this case, presenting to you, the floating head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="375" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/Video001.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;he's weird.&lt;br /&gt;i noe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-7474378613064107037?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/7474378613064107037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=7474378613064107037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/7474378613064107037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/7474378613064107037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/09/entertainer.html' title='the entertainer'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-4535131966616534744</id><published>2007-09-06T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T23:51:09.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the week's over!</title><content type='html'>weekends is almost nearing.&lt;br /&gt;and thank god for that.&lt;br /&gt;this week has been soooo hectic!&lt;br /&gt;and it is just 1 month of schooling!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;have to adapt it fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i so love this camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP3267.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cool right.&lt;br /&gt;and i managed to get the brand right. &lt;br /&gt;it's "ricoh"&lt;br /&gt;not "rich". ahakz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the camera belongs to my clasmate who wears all black all the time.&lt;br /&gt;trust me, he wears black, his things are all black.&lt;br /&gt;but i sooooo love his camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man...&lt;br /&gt;classic. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh!&lt;br /&gt;i thought my appetite problem was gone 2 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;but it started again today.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously am having an issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i eat 1 meal per day and i dun get hungry after that.&lt;br /&gt;you can give me 1 slice of bread and that'll be my meal for the day.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why i'm not eating.&lt;br /&gt;i'm losing weight day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;i forced myself to eat but i ended up vomitting at night.&lt;br /&gt;danng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time has been an issue for me when i started school.&lt;br /&gt;the assignments in la salle is like AAAA LOOT!&lt;br /&gt;i'm not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;its freaking a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no time to go running with my jinxy or with my gal zaza.&lt;br /&gt;and i miss them both a lot!&lt;br /&gt;like a lot!&lt;br /&gt;sorry girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, today's presentation was just an ok one.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't put it my best effort for my work.:s&lt;br /&gt;but hey, in the future, maybe i'll improve.&lt;br /&gt;some of my assignments are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP3257.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the display set for my origamis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP3261.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the artifacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/IMGP3264.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/suepopDiagonal.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the andy warhol style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;waiting for next week,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-4535131966616534744?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/4535131966616534744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=4535131966616534744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/4535131966616534744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/4535131966616534744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/09/weeks-over.html' title='the week&apos;s over!'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-2061824986776822721</id><published>2007-09-03T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T20:55:37.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hairspray</title><content type='html'>after 2 straight blows,&lt;br /&gt;i felt like shit.&lt;br /&gt;i need to regain myself.&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't sure of going to school either just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum locked me out of the house last sat night.&lt;br /&gt;just because i didnt tell her i'm going home late.&lt;br /&gt;and the worse is she actually ask me to choose between theatre and studies.&lt;br /&gt;if i choose theatre, i have to quit school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH!&lt;br /&gt;so i thought i let her calm down first.&lt;br /&gt;i talked to her again but still, she told me to choose.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will never give up theatre.&lt;br /&gt;maybe, i just rest for a few months to make her think that i actually quit theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. to think that everyone understand what i go through.&lt;br /&gt;i feel very lonely at times that i have to go through this alone.&lt;br /&gt;since no one is supporting me.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was craving for this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v206/S_AnGeL/hairspray.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes! Hairspray!&lt;br /&gt;i have planned to watch it last fri but tickets were sold out!&lt;br /&gt;dannnggg!&lt;br /&gt;so today, i skipped class for Hairspray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine one would do for hairspray.&lt;br /&gt;i braved through the heavy rainfall for it too.&lt;br /&gt;ahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part is that my class started at 1pm and finishes at 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;butttt..&lt;br /&gt;i sneak out at 2.50pm cuz the movie started at 3.05pm.&lt;br /&gt;yes yes. for hairspray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my lecturer didn't notice i had disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;weeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;and my attendence was marked as present!&lt;br /&gt;this will be the last and only one i skipped for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best parts were:&lt;br /&gt;1. looking at John Travolta's big fat ass!&lt;br /&gt;2. Zac Efron's looks! ahhaha. (Cliff Richard huh? hehee)&lt;br /&gt;3. James Marsden's voice. (From cyclops to a singer? amazing!)&lt;br /&gt;4. The cute Nikki Blonski&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you guys have watch Grease, you can spot the similarities.&lt;br /&gt;Hairspray rocks la!!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i went to gramaphone and was keen on buying the but it was sold out!&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;i never gave up.&lt;br /&gt;i went to jp, popular CD Rama but it was sold out too!&lt;br /&gt;dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, i went to MJ and there it was!!&lt;br /&gt;the last Hairspray OST CD!&lt;br /&gt;and i got it!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;it's destined that today will not be the 3rd blow. &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-2061824986776822721?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/2061824986776822721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=2061824986776822721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/2061824986776822721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/2061824986776822721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/09/hairspray.html' title='hairspray'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-6046880881530382988</id><published>2007-09-02T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T03:16:20.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>girly man</title><content type='html'>thanks to shahdon and azmi.&lt;br /&gt;i'm addicted to girly man.&lt;br /&gt;what's girly man?&lt;br /&gt;this is girly man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zDKcevMFUCo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zDKcevMFUCo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-6046880881530382988?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/6046880881530382988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=6046880881530382988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/6046880881530382988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/6046880881530382988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/09/girly-man.html' title='girly man'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-3333395515211772586</id><published>2007-09-02T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T02:50:40.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>running away</title><content type='html'>The Perfect Sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever got lost by looking at someone's eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Your mind twirls at a non-stoppable velocity.&lt;br /&gt;Your hands begins to sweat and were cold as ice.&lt;br /&gt;You wish that you were in his sin city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seconds past, minutes went like hours.&lt;br /&gt;The world surrounds you stops immediately.&lt;br /&gt;You think that this is plain ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;But everything seems like the perfect fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You listened to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;It tells you to go for it.&lt;br /&gt;But you know you have to play your part.&lt;br /&gt;So, do you wanna stop it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world went silence.&lt;br /&gt;As you feel your souls tied in.&lt;br /&gt;Good Riddance!&lt;br /&gt;Was it a dream or was it the perfect sin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dream I had yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;like a princess who was kissed by her handsome prince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;danng.&lt;br /&gt;never will happen!!&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29192195-3333395515211772586?l=nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/feeds/3333395515211772586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29192195&amp;postID=3333395515211772586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3333395515211772586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29192195/posts/default/3333395515211772586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicserenade.blogspot.com/2007/09/running-away.html' title='running away'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29192195.post-3514238252519003098</id><published>2007-08-29T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T01:20:26.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post production</title><content type='html'>the chronicles of maria has ended&lt;br /&gt;but the celebration goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TUxindSHHjs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TUxindSHHjs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind the Scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/16ywO-ox0-o"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/16ywO-ox0-o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its better that you guys see this on vid rather than the real thing..&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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