<?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-36789992</id><updated>2011-07-29T12:50:29.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As told by me...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-8681914279279408716</id><published>2010-10-26T19:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T21:06:29.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting a new chapter..</title><content type='html'>Its been such a long time since I've updated this blog. Perhaps I've gotten too busy to pen down my thoughts, or perhaps there are things inside of me that I simply don't want to come to terms with. But then again, life hasn't been all that bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMa_voy3W8I/AAAAAAAAAgo/l7B3mERWK0A/s1600/P1020510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532320017396751298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMa_voy3W8I/AAAAAAAAAgo/l7B3mERWK0A/s320/P1020510.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The moment I've been waiting for in a long while, my graduation!:) Although my graduating GPA was nothing to shout about, painfully shameful if you compare it to others..But I guess it has to be taken into context.I'm really weak in my math and sciences, and despite working hard my efforts never seem to pay off. Regardless,I chose to keep at it, and finish my polytechnic diploma. Which I consider an accomplishment in itself. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nat, Kenneth,Diana and Ash&lt;/span&gt; came to attend our graduation!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Chris&lt;/span&gt; was graduating too:)&lt;br /&gt;Upon graduation, I applied to SIM, university at Buffalo(Communications).And wasted no time in spending my welldeserved holidays fully! Didn't take up a full time admin job like my parents suggested becoz I wanted to enjoy my holidays..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I did work in a food expo for an obscene amount of pay. got this job by chance as my mom knew of a person who was organising a food fare in Expo,and it so happened that this Canadian company, Richardson required help. He was willing to pay $120 a day, so gladly I JUMPED at the opportunity! Really enjoyed working there as a promoter and establishing contacts for the company. Meet alot of food suppliers and restuarant owners there! Like Sakae sushi and Superdogs.HAHA. Ultimately the handsome sum of money I earned from this short 5 day job funded my Taiwan trip with my besties!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Worked in the Lego shop, secret chamber as well:) Working around lego really fueled my childhood interest of Lego toys and tapped into my slightly tomboyish side.hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went for a mission trip to Cambodia. Travelled to Hongkong with my family and Taiwan with my best friends.And...I joined the vertical marathon!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMbCyzz_A-I/AAAAAAAAAhw/ggG0R42Z2Sg/s1600/longislandtea.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532323370428728290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMbCyzz_A-I/AAAAAAAAAhw/ggG0R42Z2Sg/s320/longislandtea.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite drinks, long island tea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everybody was having huge-ass 21st parties, but huge crowds kinda freak me out and have the tendency to make me feel rather lonely. So I celebrated my birthday with individual groups. Most importantly was with my closest friends,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Jo Goh, Diana and Shuzhen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Went to Timbre to enjoy yummy thin crust pizza, buffalo wings and cocktails!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMbCyjsXAsI/AAAAAAAAAho/UNVSrdv6uwg/s1600/celebration+with+the+besties.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532323366101779138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMbCyjsXAsI/AAAAAAAAAho/UNVSrdv6uwg/s320/celebration+with+the+besties.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joanne, Shuzhen and I&lt;/span&gt;. timbre had an interesting cocktail called shrek 3!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMbCzYe6h8I/AAAAAAAAAiA/7mmSGlOmbTw/s1600/with+the+besties.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532323380272465858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMbCzYe6h8I/AAAAAAAAAiA/7mmSGlOmbTw/s320/with+the+besties.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3 of us again.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMbCzDxS9aI/AAAAAAAAAh4/T2D4t73MWKg/s1600/thecontrast!.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532323374712419746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMbCzDxS9aI/AAAAAAAAAh4/T2D4t73MWKg/s320/thecontrast!.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diana and I&lt;/span&gt;. Haha we attempted to take an artistic shot and wanted to show how contrasting both of us were. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diana&lt;/span&gt; in her &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;korean-ish haircut&lt;/span&gt; and floral dress, and me in&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; striking black and red&lt;/span&gt;. :) love this shot.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Who ever said super close frens have to be carbon copies of each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMbCyq7_byI/AAAAAAAAAhg/_Ldfn_eP6y4/s1600/vertical+marathon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532323368046391074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMbCyq7_byI/AAAAAAAAAhg/_Ldfn_eP6y4/s320/vertical+marathon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I came, I climbed and I conquered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALL 63 LEVELS of stairs!:) It was at the UOB(or OUB?hahaha I dunno!) building. I was suay I had a terrible flu prior to the vertical marathon..and didn't manage to recover before the climb!However being strongwilled and stubborn as I was, decided to go for the climb anyway because it was already paid for and I was looking forward to it. It was really tiring, and torturous as I found it hard to breathe with the flu. Was &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;wheezing away like an asthmatic&lt;/span&gt; and had to stop several times. Initially the others sprinted up, but &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jeremy, Ashley, Inez and Abraham&lt;/span&gt; didn't leave the stairwell, waiting for me at several intervals and encouraged me to keep climbing. HAHA &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Abraham&lt;/span&gt; kept singing, THE CLIMB. And honestly, it wasn't the lyrics that motivated me..it was the offkey-ness of it all which drove me to continue climbing so that he'll STOP singing, &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;"Theres always gonna be another mountainnn.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jeremy and Ashley&lt;/span&gt; tried bluffing and bribing me into believeing that there was a&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Forever 21&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; store up there, with a massive sale. HAHA you guys are BAD liars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ashley&lt;/span&gt; tried the army method of motivating. "Come on Dawn, don't give up. You see, everyone's up there already. ITS NOT HARD, why are you so tired! Push yourrself, don't be a weakling!!" OMG.haha. I so wanted to smack him on the head but loved that they were trying to motivate me the best way they know how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMbCZzkeloI/AAAAAAAAAhI/2VF30NM8Yyw/s1600/21stgroup+pic.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532322940866958978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMbCZzkeloI/AAAAAAAAAhI/2VF30NM8Yyw/s320/21stgroup+pic.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yuming, Shuzhen,Diana, Me and Joanne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a fairly large gathering for &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my 21st dinner at KIM's restuarant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Its at upper bukit timah road, near al-ameen. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diana and Shuzhen&lt;/span&gt; chose the restuarant and i loved it! No surprises there since &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jo aned Diana&lt;/span&gt; are &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;avid K-pop fans&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and almost everything korean. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And I absolutely LOVE korean food. And cosmetics.HAHA.&lt;/span&gt; The entrees were reasonably priced but the plus factor is that they give about 10 different little side dishes of vegetables,kimchi,tofu..etc.etc. At the end of the meal, a sweet ginger tea and fruits will be served. Free flow of water will be given throughout the meal.dawn loves it!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMbCZxJhA2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/M7qjweTkK-8/s1600/21steverybody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532322940217000802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMbCZxJhA2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/M7qjweTkK-8/s320/21steverybody.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; EVERYBODY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMbCZks0_6I/AAAAAAAAAg4/5I516wtM2IQ/s1600/21st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532322936875450274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMbCZks0_6I/AAAAAAAAAg4/5I516wtM2IQ/s320/21st.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The guys kept fiddling with&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Benben's&lt;/span&gt; new Ipad. Gah,boys and their toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joanne,Diana,Joyce,Kenneth and I &lt;/span&gt;took a trip to Taipei, Taiwan! We spent most of our nights frequenting the different night markets around Taipei, and shopping most of the time.HAHA the girls bought a mad load of stuff. I didn't really spend as much as taiwan's clothes weren't excatly my style. They were either too grungey(greys with holes and faded spots everywhere) or girly (lace,frills,pinks and polka dots.OH MY TIAN!) I did shop quite abit and ate alot of food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Kenneth and I&lt;/span&gt; went there mainly for the food. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kenneth&lt;/span&gt; found his life's purpose. CHICKEN CHOP! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hahaha!I still remember the conversation when he tasted his very first zi pai in taiwan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Kenneth: Joanne, I feel like crying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Joanne:*alarmed* WHY??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Kenneth: I feel like I died I gone to heaven..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha I said almost the same thing when I bought a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;huge mountain of SNOW ICE WITH FRUITS&lt;/span&gt;!:) Ate snow ice or ice cream practically everyday in Taiwan, likewise for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kenneth&lt;/span&gt; and his beloved chicken chop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMa_v2xhOFI/AAAAAAAAAgw/K0QtIZ9ceiw/s1600/taiwan+with+the+besties!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532320021149202514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMa_v2xhOFI/AAAAAAAAAgw/K0QtIZ9ceiw/s320/taiwan+with+the+besties!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Joyce, Diana,Kenneth and I&lt;/span&gt;.On the train(4 hour ride) to Hua lien. Which later, turned out to be a disappointment as&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Joanne's friend&lt;/span&gt; warned us, "&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;There's nothing to do at Hualien, there's only scenery,old people and shit."&lt;/span&gt; Sadly what he said turned out to be true, and he didn't mention another factor.&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; TONS AND TONS OF MOCHI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We bought bag loads of mochi to make up for the wasted trip.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMbCbdV4vHI/AAAAAAAAAhY/kyGL_myk1aY/s1600/taiwan+with+thebesties2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532322969259916402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMbCbdV4vHI/AAAAAAAAAhY/kyGL_myk1aY/s320/taiwan+with+thebesties2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It was not all shopping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; We visited Jiu fen and Shi fen.Toured the mountain and looked at lakes and waterfalls.Really pretty. To end it off, soaked in warm sulphurish hot spring waters. There was a hotel there which pumped the hot spring waters into the bathroom itself, so we took turns to take a dip in the famous hot springs. I'm not quite sure of the benefits of sulphur(wasn't it supposed to be bad for you?) but it made us&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; smell like rotten eggs afterwards&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While waiting for the bus to take us back to the train station&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;,Kenneth,Joanne and I&lt;/span&gt; climbed up onto the roof of the bus shelter and took photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMbCa36aw0I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/xWFSGAgS610/s1600/diana+and+i+in+taiwan.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532322959212593986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMbCa36aw0I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/xWFSGAgS610/s320/diana+and+i+in+taiwan.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We kinda lived on bien tangs(square packed lunches in 7-11), luo ro fan, cup noodles and milk tea there.HAHA super unhealthy diet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In addition, we visited the&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Taipei ZOO&lt;/span&gt;! It was alot cheaper than singapore's Zoo, and I thoroughly enjoyed it!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Joanne and Kenneth's&lt;/span&gt; cousin came along as well, they were on holiday in Taipei as well.So&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Joanne and Kenneth's little niece, Arien&lt;/span&gt;(can't spell it) joined us. Sadly, the little girl and I were the ones who enjoyed the zoo the most. I simply love animals and was on a literal cloud 9 there.But the rest of them were being sucked dry by mosquitos, so didn't quite enjoy the trip to the zoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super funny and memorable moment.Background: Abel,who's Joanne and Kenneth's cousin..is Arien's father.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Abel: "look Arien, what's that?Is that an elephant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Dawn:*in a super serious tone* No thats an ant eater!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Everybody: -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apparently that question was directed &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;at Arien,&lt;/span&gt; but i didn't know. So I answered it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totally didn't want my holidays to end!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then, if I did so and didn't go to university..I'll be stuck with merely a diploma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh societial pressures forces us to think practically and compells us to conform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suppose studying Comms and working towards a degree gives my life direction. So ah wells!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-8681914279279408716?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/8681914279279408716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=8681914279279408716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/8681914279279408716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/8681914279279408716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2010/10/starting-new-chapter.html' title='Starting a new chapter..'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/TMa_voy3W8I/AAAAAAAAAgo/l7B3mERWK0A/s72-c/P1020510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-6827941455046231369</id><published>2010-03-30T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T22:07:40.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>musings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I want to be remembered as the girl who smiles even though her heart is broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The person who could always brighten up your day even though she couldn't brighten her own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-6827941455046231369?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/6827941455046231369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=6827941455046231369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/6827941455046231369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/6827941455046231369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2010/03/musings.html' title='musings'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-3600196597484842266</id><published>2010-03-30T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:58:54.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fallen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dear heart,if you looked at me would you be able to recognise me?I'm became so jaded in such a short time.Outwardly my amazing genes have preserved my youthfulness,and kept me young...forever 17.Perpetually incapable of aging.Or at least,for the time being.Inwardly,I feel old.My soul's taken such a beating,stretched and pulled beyond the limit as I strugged to keep it together.Inside lies the worn and weary soul,weathered by life's choices and circumstances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Truth be told,I've tried my best..but somehow along the way I got caught up with my selfish desires and all there is to offer.I have not been true to myself and the cost was so much more than I could bear.I'm a mess,sunken so low and fallen from grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The wound doesn't seem to heal,and the bitterness of life's choices doesn't seem to fade away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Please take my hand again,and lead me out of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-3600196597484842266?l=rhapsody-in-writing.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-36789992.post-1223190549920004824</id><published>2010-03-29T11:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T12:01:55.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't look back now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm sorry I hurt you,never meant to and I wish i could take it away.Since that day I feel as if a part of my heart is missing,theres a whole spectrum of emotion that I can't seem to feel or reach anymore.I'm afraid and I can't bring myself to feel such emotions anymore.I've became someone I can't recognise and it scares me.I love you but I've got to move on now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-1223190549920004824?l=rhapsody-in-writing.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-36789992.post-3636300680766854741</id><published>2009-11-03T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:42:05.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little pockets of sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok this is way overdue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;On the 19th of Oct,I headed back to school to complete my final semester in NP(like,FINALLY).It was my first time in a long while since I've stepped back into school,because previously I had my attachment in TMC and there was no reason for me to go back to NP.Was extremely weird heading back after 6months,and it took awhile for me to reorientate myself and recall where all the blocks were.."blk 56...where the hell is that?" haha.Felt extremely awkward because majority of my coursemates have graduated,with the except of some stragglers like me.Weren't very close to the juniors either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Well,after my tutorial I headed down to the library to print out my notes..and as usual,the printer JAMMED ON me again.The NP library printer is notoriously known to jam up on me whenever I need to print stuff urgently,such as my FYP report.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;LOL,I remember that incident when I needed to print out my FYP report and the printer JAMMED.I was at my wits end as it was half an hour before the submittion time,and I still had to get it bound before turning it in.In my fustration,I wanted to deliver a well aimed turning kick against the defiant piece of equipment.Then some pudgy dude tried to strike up a conversation with me,and later attempted to ask for my phone number(using the pickup line that it was "fate".OMG).Which I politely rejected.Bad timing man,bad timing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Anyways,on that fateful 1st day of school..the printer jammed on me again.Initially I thought it was due to a problem with my EZlink card and borrowed another from a girl behind me(yay luckily not the scary dude).However the printer stubbornly refused to work.So I left in a huff and went to get a strawberry green tea to perk myself up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Afew minutes later,the same girl scurried down carrying a handful of papers."Hey,these are your notes right?I printed them out for you",she said cheerfully,thrusting a stack of looseleaf papers towards me.She explained to me that the library installed another printer at level 3,under the same system.So,when the printer in the bubble tea cafe jammed up..she headed up to the 3rd level to print out her notes,as well as mine.I wanted to pay her back and was fumbling with my coins but she rejected it and went off for class before I could pay her back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I was really surprised that someone would do such a thing,she didn't need to print out my notes.She could have juz printed hers out,and went off for class.And even if she did print them out,there was no guarantee that I would have still been in the library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But she did anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I didn't manage to get her name or her contact(I only know that she's from business) as she left in a hurry,but that stranger just made my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-3636300680766854741?l=rhapsody-in-writing.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-36789992.post-7272950948676269345</id><published>2009-07-15T15:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T15:10:08.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"If he ever mistreats you I'll find some way to rub chilli powder into his underwear,then soak it in very concentrated soapy water and let it air dry without washing the soap off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And when he wears it,his appendage will itch so much,shrivel up and drop off!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muahahaha*psychotic laughter*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-7272950948676269345?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/7272950948676269345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=7272950948676269345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/7272950948676269345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/7272950948676269345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2009/07/evil-thoughts.html' title='Evil thoughts'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-2812327637753956074</id><published>2009-06-30T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T13:10:37.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adorably bratty</title><content type='html'>On my way home yesterday,a little girl who was accompanied by her maid sat down beside me on the bus.My usual daydreaming was interupted by the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;adorable &lt;/span&gt;little girl's demands..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweetie took off a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;tiny pink bubblegummers sandals &lt;/span&gt;and said with an adorably &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;innocent&lt;/span&gt; voice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Little girl:Auntie,my feet are itchy!Can you help scratch it for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Poor maid:*amused*No,I'm sorry..but you'll have to scratch it yourself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Little girl:*innocently*But why,I want you to scratch it for me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Poor maid:But I can't,you should scratch your feet yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Little girl:*pleadingly*But why?Pls auntie..pls can you scratch it for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;---Using her manipulatively sweet innocent voice to charm her maid into scratching her little toes for her,but unfortunately for this young sweetheart,the maid was quite adamant about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At this point a pair of girls seated in front of me had&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; grins on their faces,and restraining themselves from bursting out in laughter&lt;/span&gt; about the maid's&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; unusual predicamen&lt;/span&gt;t.So was I.The poor girl was so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;adorably ignorant &lt;/span&gt;of how its strange to scratch another person's feet for them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;To scratch or not to scratch?That is the question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-2812327637753956074?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/2812327637753956074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=2812327637753956074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/2812327637753956074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/2812327637753956074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2009/06/adorably-bratty.html' title='Adorably bratty'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-1360402078920159374</id><published>2009-06-29T21:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:47:21.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liar game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SkjFne_egXI/AAAAAAAAAf4/FW5YtAKC-mA/s1600-h/liar-game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352745439254708594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SkjFne_egXI/AAAAAAAAAf4/FW5YtAKC-mA/s320/liar-game.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just finished an awesome mindboggling japanese drama series called the Liar Game,introduced by Ashley.Its the very first jap/korean/taiwanese drama I've watched and i really like it!Diana didn't fancy it though as she thought it was too boring.But if you like movies with mind games and unexpected twists,the show is fabulously intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The series is based on the popular manga comic,and although I haven't read the comics..I think the producers did a great job in incorparating signature anime characteristics and behaviour,as well as the costumes.Certain characters were outrageously dressed in outfits that could only appear in manga or anime.One minor detail I noticed was how the Mr mushroom headed guy(can't remember the jap name)'s red scarf was always stiffly upturned in a comical cartoon like fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gist of the story revolved around a terribly innocent girl who believes in everybody.As a result,she's the favorite candidate for pranks and tricksters.She gets chosen to participate in the Liar Game,and is given 100 million yen.The objective of this game was to trick her opponent into giving her his 100 million yen.At the end of the game,the winner will be the one who as scammed the most money and 100 million yen will be returned to the organistion.While the surplus can be kept as a prize money.However,the loser,will also have to return his/her respective 100 million yen..despite his/her deficit..leaving the loser in debt.Its a very cruel game,where people scam another in order to gain profit for oneself.In order to succeed,you've got to block out human emotion and the despair that the loser will face due to the enormous debts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She enlists the help of the swindler,fresh out of jail.It turns out that this guy was a psychology major.His mum was cheated by a multilevel marketing company(which incidently,runs the Liar game as well) and resulted in a mountian of debts.Being honest and kind at heart,she had no desire to cheat people of their money and as a results saw suicide as the only resort as her insurance money would be enough to cover the debts and see her son through university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl reminded him alot of his mother,and he became very protective over her..agreeing to help her through the game.Its interesting to see how the participants of the Liar game uses their wits and betraying one another in order to win the game.Many alliances were formed and broken,all at the expense of the entertainment of an old man to ran the corperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did this guy go to jail btw?Well as hatred and anger festered in this young boy's heart,and he ended up scamming the company which destoryed his mother..and was put in jail.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,after seeing how much this girl's character resembled his late mother's..he resolves to help her get out of the game debt-free.They go through several rounds of the liar games,undergoing several challenges that requires a shrewd mind.And all the while,the girl remains simple minded and just willing to please everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mastermind of this liar game is an embittered old man,who's innocence and believe in good character has been weathered and beaten down as a child.Thus,he holds this game as a cruel joy to see other people torment and betray one another for monetary gains and trying to prove a point that humans are selfish,and evil by nature.&lt;br /&gt;----------Reminds me alot about the movie SAW,except the focus was on psychology and wits rather than GORE--------------&lt;br /&gt;One of the parts I loved most of how he channeled his hatred and bitterness towards mankind through a painting that he did during the last months of his life(he was dying,so "Saw" the movie eh?) It portrayed humans having invisible demons attached to them,clinging on and festering within them.&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end,the girl's wellmeaning ways and stubborn resolve to remain good and kind hearted despite being played out many times in the game struck a raw note in him.And slowly he begin to realise that some humans are still so willing to put others before themselves and the goodness does lie in the hearts of them.Her strong resolve to be unassuming and giving people second chances altered his thinking and soon he was able to let go off his painful past.&lt;br /&gt;The show ends as on a brooding and pensive mood as the old man modifies his painting to reflect his revelation of the rare goodness of the girl's heart.The series was seriously quite a heavyweight show brimming with psychology,scams and unpredictable turnouts.&lt;br /&gt;Quite cool,and definately not for the fluff-hearted.:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-1360402078920159374?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/1360402078920159374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=1360402078920159374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/1360402078920159374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/1360402078920159374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2009/06/liar-game.html' title='Liar game'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SkjFne_egXI/AAAAAAAAAf4/FW5YtAKC-mA/s72-c/liar-game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-6353704494136209732</id><published>2009-06-29T18:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:14:22.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man in the mirror</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Man In The Mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F9Nh84lfvW0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F9Nh84lfvW0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you couldn't catch the lines due to all his hiccuping(lol!!) and rabid screaming fans,here are the lyrics to Man in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm gonna make a change,&lt;br /&gt;for once im my life&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna feel real good,&lt;br /&gt;gonna make a diference&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make it right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I, turn up the collar on&lt;br /&gt;my favorite winter coat&lt;br /&gt;This wind is blowing my mind&lt;br /&gt;I see the kids in the streets,&lt;br /&gt;with not enought to eat&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to be blind?&lt;br /&gt;Pretending not to see their needs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A summer disregard,a broken bottle top&lt;br /&gt;And a one man soul&lt;br /&gt;They follow each other on the wind ya' know&lt;br /&gt;'Cause they got nowhere to go&lt;br /&gt;That's why I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting with the man in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking him to change his ways&lt;br /&gt;And no message could have been any clearer&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna make the world a better place&lt;br /&gt;(If you wanna make the world a better place)&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at yourself, and then make a change&lt;br /&gt;(Take a look at yourself, and then make a change)&lt;br /&gt;(Na na na, na na na, na na, na nah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a victim of a selfish kind of love&lt;br /&gt;It's time that I realize&lt;br /&gt;That there are some with no home, not a nickel to loan&lt;br /&gt;Could it be really me, pretending that they're not alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A willow deeply scarred, somebody's broken heart&lt;br /&gt;And a washed-out dream&lt;br /&gt;(Washed-out dream)&lt;br /&gt;They follow the pattern of the wind ya' see&lt;br /&gt;'Cause they got no place to be&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm starting with me&lt;br /&gt;(Starting with me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting with the man in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;(Ooh!)&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking him to change his ways&lt;br /&gt;(Ooh!)&lt;br /&gt;And no message could have been any clearer&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna make the world a better place&lt;br /&gt;(If you wanna make the world a better place)&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at yourself, and then make a change&lt;br /&gt;(Take a look at yourself, and then make a change)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting with the man in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;(Ooh!)&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking him to change his ways&lt;br /&gt;(Change his ways - ooh!)&lt;br /&gt;And no message could have been any clearer&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna make the world a better place&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at yourself and then make that..&lt;br /&gt;(Take a look at yourself and then make that..)&lt;br /&gt;CHANGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting with the man in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;(Man in the mirror - Oh yeah!)&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking him to change his ways&lt;br /&gt;(Better change!)&lt;br /&gt;No message could have been any clearer&lt;br /&gt;(If you wanna make the world a better place) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Despite his erratic and often disturbing behaviour,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was legend.Great vocals,revolutionary dance moves and awesome stage presence..his odd behaviour and scandals only made him more intriguing and famous.He sang a awesome no. of hits related to his life(Billie Jean) as well as songs with humanitarian overtones(&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Heal the world and Man in the mirror&lt;/span&gt;).I grew up listening to his songs as my dad and grandfather were fans of this legendary and radical singer.Its so hard to believe that he's gone,its tragic to see how famous celebrities and legendary singers die in such a way.There has been rumours that MJ was taking a strong type of antidepressants and painkillers,which may have resulted in an overdose and cardic arrest.However,toxicity reports have not come to any concrete conclusions yet.This reminded me of legendary figures like Elvis Presley,Marilyn Monroe,Anna Nicole Smith.Famous people who lived in lives of luxury.Money was the answer to every desire and need,but however valuable and bountiful it was to them..&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Money could not buy happiness&lt;/span&gt;.The seemingly successful icons of luxury were very unhappy people.Was it due to the overwhelming stress of being under massive debt?Being overworked?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I would guess when money and fame is thrusted upon an individual,especially at a young age..it addles one's mind and makes them foolish in their spending and the way they live their lives.It has a way of making them live for the moment,and never considering how it would affect them in future.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Death does not know any bounds,it finds both the rich and poor..and the young and old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm mildly amused of how pple flock to record stores to get their hands on any MJ-related item,CDs,videos and books when the guy dies.Reminds me of Vincent Van Gogh and other artists,who only became famous and when their paintings fetch higher prices after their death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-6353704494136209732?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/6353704494136209732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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of work at Thomson medical</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Se3XxvCt27I/AAAAAAAAAfw/TJqFwOcVUJY/s1600-h/1stdayatTMC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327151183690587058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Se3XxvCt27I/AAAAAAAAAfw/TJqFwOcVUJY/s320/1stdayatTMC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1st day of our attachment &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;at &lt;strong&gt;Thomson Medical Centre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Both of us were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;really excited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about the change in envionment and working life,thus the happy smiles on our faces.Incidentally,both of us happened to wear green and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt; also happens to be TMC's trademark colours!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha but it totally wasn't planned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Attachment has been &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;a sobering reality&lt;/span&gt; for me,after reading through possible genetic abnormalities and real life cases happening in Singapore..Its saddening to see how &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;a tiny glitch&lt;/span&gt; somewhere during the process can cause such serious effects.And despite how we often think our looks and brains aren't &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;adequate&lt;/span&gt;,we're &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;already so perfectly made&lt;/span&gt; compared to those who weren't as fortunate as us.Also,I'm either having kids before 27 or not at all..because the older women grow,the higher the risk of genetic complications arise.When our supervisor explained it to us,the thought of our 'eggs' &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;growing older&lt;/span&gt; and less useable reminded me of...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CENTURY EGGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways,I'm really glad that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joanna and I &lt;/span&gt;managed to get this place..The pay(paid my NP) isn't very good and we're required to work on saturdays as well,however our supervisor is a really nice lady.On the first day I found out that she was actually under &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Auntie Helen(Joanne's mum)&lt;/span&gt; previously when she was at NUH.And her kids go to Fairfield methodist.&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Such a small world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first day was spent mostly reading up on different cases in singapore and a refresher on genetics and possible mutations. Today(2nd day) we did an &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;internal audit&lt;/span&gt; for the neonatal diagnosic department,which is where we're posted to.I reviewed like,170+ cases and still have tons more to go.We learnt how to recognise the different band placement of the chromosome in order to classify and distinguish them from each other for karyotyping.As well as to familiarise ourselves with the washing of lab equipment(packed with&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; dangerously thin and SHARP glass pipettes&lt;/span&gt; that BREAK easily) and tmr will be our first day in the actual lab!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm excited yet kinda worried that I'd break things coz I'm known to be rather &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;clumsy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nearly dropped the pipettes &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;twice&lt;/span&gt; today,and they're glass&gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soon we'll be learning karyotyping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-9070644518689708149?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/9070644518689708149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=9070644518689708149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/9070644518689708149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/9070644518689708149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2009/04/1st-day-of-work-at-thomson-medical.html' title='1st day of work at Thomson medical'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Se3XxvCt27I/AAAAAAAAAfw/TJqFwOcVUJY/s72-c/1stdayatTMC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-3182272489394890224</id><published>2009-04-11T19:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T20:25:59.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infidelity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It was just a normal day, in her regular mundane life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Suddenly,woman's intuition pricks her..and paranoia strikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;She rummage through items,searching for incriminating evidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Cold fear pierces the heart.She wants to be proved wrong,yet she can't shake off the terrible feeling that something was wrong.very very wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;A white mist,flirty and frivolous creep into the night and stole his heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Took it away like a backhanded theft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;That was a year ago..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When the wife found out about her husband's infidelity,she felt a portion of her heart crumble to dust inside of her. This dull ache inside coursed through her body,filling every part of it.Tears well up as her heart is torn inside,she wants to cry out yet the chilling numbness prevents her from doing so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How did this happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why did he do such a thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Am I not enough for him,such a bore that he needs that frivolous little hussy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Dizzying array of questions ran through her mind.Stick thin,flirtatious and outspoken.She had a pretentious fake australian accent which she hoped to pass off as caucasian.The interesting thing to note is that,she is together with another man.So the saying goes,birds of a feather flocks together.Two cheaters together.Its harmless flirting they say.How is it to love somebody,but have such feelings for another?Feelings that should be reserved for that special one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Yet he insists that its over,that he doesn't have feelings for her anymore.How ironical that he refuses to cut off contact with that woman.He just doesn't have the guts, no balls to cut off ties with a 2 week old fling.This man was willing to sacrifice his 2 year marriage for a 2 week old fling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;How could this happen?The man she married was faithful to her,and took such good care of her.Mindful of her feelings.She trusted him with all her heart,she let him into her stony fortress that she tried so hard to build up all these years.Now he tries to fill up his insecurities with mindless flirting and short flings,hoping to fill the void inside but never being able to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Forever this image shall be imprinted in her mind,as she slowly gathered the loose bricks,stone and rubble..and starts building up her wall again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-3182272489394890224?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/3182272489394890224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=3182272489394890224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/3182272489394890224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/3182272489394890224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2009/04/infidelity.html' title='Infidelity'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-2089280459404576150</id><published>2009-04-08T12:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T13:02:01.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a shopaholic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SdwjbuWGwXI/AAAAAAAAAfg/tFn7r1G2ZE4/s1600-h/shopaholic2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322167818849272178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SdwjbuWGwXI/AAAAAAAAAfg/tFn7r1G2ZE4/s320/shopaholic2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The long awaited&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Confessions of a Shopaholic movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has arrived in singapore! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joanna,Yewey and I&lt;/span&gt; went to watch it at West mall's cinema.Despite &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diana&lt;/span&gt;'s caution that movie critics said the show wasn't very good,I still wanted to watch it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't know,or have yet to read the book..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Confessions of a shopaholic&lt;/span&gt; is based on the series of books by Sophie Kinsella. The main character, Rebeccca Bloomwood is a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;raging shopaholic&lt;/span&gt;, and simply cannot walk pass a store without heading in and leaving with a multitude of purchases. And her uncontrollable urge to spend soon gets her &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;into very sticky situations&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;The Shopaholic series are great light hearted reading, and I really love the books!Although I find that Becky Bloomwood is alittle too spoilt and frivolous at times, but its those happy go lucky, unrestrained and passionate antics of hers that makes her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;so endearing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.Either we wished we could be more like her, or in someways identify with the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;rush of giddy delight&lt;/span&gt; each time we make a purchase.As well as the sickening dip when we finally realise that we've made a purchase that we cannot afford&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Sdwl0xpMr-I/AAAAAAAAAfo/Eb9dNpOCpuM/s1600-h/shopaholic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322170448254644194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Sdwl0xpMr-I/AAAAAAAAAfo/Eb9dNpOCpuM/s320/shopaholic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was pretty impressed by the way the movie producers managed to&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; mix and match&lt;/span&gt; all 3 books into 1 movie, however didnt like it so much coz they changed alot of the parts and the sequence of events.Minor details were also left out,such that Suze has &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;BLONDE hair&lt;/span&gt; but the actress had black in that movie.And Luke had a girlfriend called Sasha,and Alicia was never in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps thats why movie critics slammed the ratings.But overall,gorgeous clothes and a chock full of infectionous energy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Feels like buying something now*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-----------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just did a quiz on Youtube&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;,"Are you a shopaholic?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And according to that I am an...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Average Shopper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You shop .. but not until you drop. You buy clothes when you need to and then their's the presents and the occasional, "Wow, that's gorgeous." Good job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-2089280459404576150?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/2089280459404576150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=2089280459404576150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/2089280459404576150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/2089280459404576150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2009/04/confessions-of-shopaholic.html' title='Confessions of a shopaholic'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SdwjbuWGwXI/AAAAAAAAAfg/tFn7r1G2ZE4/s72-c/shopaholic2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-1957600271911337470</id><published>2009-03-25T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T00:31:15.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painful breakup</title><content type='html'>How could you cause me so much joy yet so much pain?&lt;br /&gt;You sapped me up,drained me,changed me.&lt;br /&gt;Like the mysterious and captivating vampire.&lt;br /&gt;Your sweet wiles,your silver tongue.&lt;br /&gt;Malignantly cancerous,I had to cut you off&lt;br /&gt;It hurts so much as you became a part of me,&lt;br /&gt;although I didnt want to at first&lt;br /&gt;But you intertwined into my heart&lt;br /&gt;You taught me how to love and how to cry&lt;br /&gt;How love was so crazy,wonderful&lt;br /&gt;yet painful at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Desperately I clung to you&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to let you go.&lt;br /&gt;I stopped being lonely since I met you.&lt;br /&gt;But God knows I couldn't keep you,&lt;br /&gt;you weren't mine to keep.&lt;br /&gt;You had to grow up,the time wasn't right.&lt;br /&gt;And I will always miss you,as you were a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;Someday my wounds will fade away&lt;br /&gt;But till then I'll just keep living day to day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-1957600271911337470?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/1957600271911337470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=1957600271911337470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/1957600271911337470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/1957600271911337470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2009/03/painful-breakup.html' title='Painful breakup'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-3083533163839248936</id><published>2009-02-21T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T01:00:33.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tupperware emotions</title><content type='html'>Fatigue and disappointment is such a combination.&lt;br /&gt;A recipe for disaster.No one could foresee.&lt;br /&gt;Tears and emotions well up,flooding the entire body.&lt;br /&gt;Filling every blood vessel and tissue.&lt;br /&gt;Coursing through the lymphatic system.&lt;br /&gt;Steadily building up,too much for one's body to contain.&lt;br /&gt;Picture the empty room,all calm and peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;Empty and barren except for a cupboard in the corner.&lt;br /&gt;A simple cupboard,filled with plastic containers.&lt;br /&gt;Some encased hurt,anguish and bitterness.&lt;br /&gt;Others waited to be filled.Yet to be tainted.&lt;br /&gt;Bundle up those emotions,tie them up tight,esle they get away.&lt;br /&gt;Bundle them up kicking and screaming,wrestle them inside.&lt;br /&gt;Take a deep breathe and close the lid.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day,go back to this barren room.&lt;br /&gt;Revisit the cupboard,and release those emotions.&lt;br /&gt;So emotionally drained,yet tears fall down.&lt;br /&gt;Such bitterly nasty tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-3083533163839248936?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/3083533163839248936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=3083533163839248936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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it.Constrictening the bronchi and squeezing out every ounce of oxygen.Leaving it breatheless,empty and dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The runner keep running the race,running and running.Trying as hard as he can.But why is it that effort alone is not enough?Why does it have to be so hard?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He keep telling himself its all in the mind,pain is only temporary.But its lasts longer and longer,it festers like a sickening tumour that grows within.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"You're not cutting it"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"You're not good enough"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Why can't you be more like them?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How can he keep running when everyone around has given up?Looking around,he finds himself alone.Tired and weary.Discouraged.Injured.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeering voices drown out feeble encouragement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fallen out of grace,a disgraceful sight to behold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why can't you be more like them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-1321504425532934889?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/1321504425532934889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=1321504425532934889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/1321504425532934889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/1321504425532934889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2009/02/painful-ramblings.html' title='Painful ramblings'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-1068467689681458191</id><published>2009-02-14T10:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:01:28.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A Gorgeous single white rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Sb8MQda964I/AAAAAAAAAfY/vH6WEX78Bio/s1600-h/P1010452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313979562235652994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Sb8MQda964I/AAAAAAAAAfY/vH6WEX78Bio/s320/P1010452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Roses are red,&lt;br /&gt;Violets are blue.&lt;br /&gt;Valentines day is over-rated,&lt;br /&gt;so don't be a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't think Valentine's day is all about the expensive dinners,large bouquets and whirlwind romance. Its romantic fluff,visually pleasing and tantalising. But once you get to it,there's nothing there.Its the simple things that matter the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-1068467689681458191?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/1068467689681458191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=1068467689681458191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/1068467689681458191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/1068467689681458191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s day'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Sb8MQda964I/AAAAAAAAAfY/vH6WEX78Bio/s72-c/P1010452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-5773490136034241006</id><published>2009-01-23T09:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T10:29:46.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NAPFA</title><content type='html'>One thing about polytechnics and universities is that...&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;There isn't PE lessons,or the annual NAPFA anymore!&lt;/span&gt;However,all 3rd Years poly students are required to take NAPFA.Its more important for the guys,who are really pushing it to get a good grade coz it determines whether they'll have to enter tekong earlier or later.&lt;br /&gt;Its been 3 years since my last NAPFA and with my &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hectic schedule&lt;/span&gt;,I didn't get the chance to train up..but I still did my physical fitness test despite that simply for my own satisfaction.The 2.4km run was rather grueling,but overall I did ok..&lt;br /&gt;As for my 5 stations,I did better than I expected..surpassing my usual grades for Situps,Sit&amp;amp;Reach and Inclined Pullups in secondary school.&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAY! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When I went home that night,feeling so self satisfied that I'd probably burnt quite abit of calories..and rewarded myself with afew Chinese New Year cookies and&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; fried prawn crackers(the ones that look like spring rolls stuffed with hei bee hiam?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; those are my FAVORITE.They're DA BOMB I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore putting whatever I lost in the run back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,ah wells.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CHINESE NEW YEAR COME QUICKLY!!!Dawn needs money!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to keep a daily record of how much I spend a day when Feb starts,so as to keep track of my spendings.Or esle I'll have this tendency to deplete almost every dollar within the 2nd week of the month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXkoJ1z3-II/AAAAAAAAAfM/wJLvp8YtnRQ/s1600-h/P1010359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294306986479319170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXkoJ1z3-II/AAAAAAAAAfM/wJLvp8YtnRQ/s320/P1010359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've recently became hooked on &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;capsule machine collectables,aka gachapon toys&lt;/span&gt;.They're a tad expensive,$2 for a random collectable,but they're so adorable!I'm collecting &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one christmas themed disney set&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Stitch&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I LOVE LOVE LOVE STITCH AND SCRUMP&lt;/span&gt;) and &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Nightmare before christmas(LOVE IT!).&lt;/span&gt;Was looking for the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nightmare before christmas capsule machine&lt;/span&gt; all over and went super high when&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Yewey(Yew Jia)&lt;/span&gt; and I went to Suntec,and the Toys R Us had that particular capsule machine.It was super fun going out with&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Yewey&lt;/span&gt; coz she loves stitch and little collectables too!She thinks Nightmare before christmas is kinda freaky though.Whenever I rant to joanna about capsule machine she juz gives me this weird looks.HAHA.Hope we can go there sometime again:P!After exams and when I'm feeling richer ok!Our &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;little escapade to Suntec's large collection of capsule machines&lt;/span&gt; left me kinda broke..can't believe&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; I spent $8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on mini collectables.&lt;br /&gt;Later &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yewey&lt;/span&gt; and I went to Novo,which was having sale!Most of the good shoes were sold out,and although the glam glam kind of shoes were very nice..I decided to go for something more functional.So I bought these&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; dark chocolate brown(with subtle shimmer) pump heels&lt;/span&gt;.Very pretty and surprisingly comfortable!Both of us bought the same pair except in different size.:) Happy!I can wear that for&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; Chinese New year&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing about Chinese New year is that...Half of my wardrobe's in BLACK.And if I wear black,my grandma'll kill me!&lt;br /&gt;+Pictures on of webcam photowhoring on bus 171 with joanna coming up soon!as soon as I can be bothered to post them up,that is.Haha.Which will be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;in another purple moon's time:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-5773490136034241006?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/5773490136034241006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=5773490136034241006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/5773490136034241006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/5773490136034241006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2009/01/napfa.html' title='NAPFA'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXkoJ1z3-II/AAAAAAAAAfM/wJLvp8YtnRQ/s72-c/P1010359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-6358992722443825898</id><published>2009-01-21T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T17:18:56.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chewy juniorrrrs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbej9OKuXI/AAAAAAAAAfE/VvnOAwM4Vqw/s1600-h/Picture+0724revised.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293663121331370354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbej9OKuXI/AAAAAAAAAfE/VvnOAwM4Vqw/s320/Picture+0724revised.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Light spongy pastry filled with light smooth cream,topped with a swirl of cream cheese and a dollop of strawberry jam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One I&amp;amp;E group rented a cart at the convention centre's underpass of NP and sold...&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;CHEWY JUNIORS&lt;/span&gt;!!  They're not as satisfying as doughnuts,but I really love the &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;smooth,light creamy goodness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; inside that is never found in doughnuts.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joanna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I both got one each!And in the middle of the &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;strawberry jammy goodness&lt;/span&gt; lies a sweet,juicy&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; strawberry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbeb18R9UI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Iumq_uQRtSQ/s1600-h/Picture+0726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293662981938345282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbeb18R9UI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Iumq_uQRtSQ/s320/Picture+0726.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;YUMMY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-6358992722443825898?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/6358992722443825898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=6358992722443825898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/6358992722443825898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/6358992722443825898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2009/01/chewy-juniorrrrs.html' title='Chewy juniorrrrs!'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbej9OKuXI/AAAAAAAAAfE/VvnOAwM4Vqw/s72-c/Picture+0724revised.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-5520145654374295712</id><published>2009-01-21T16:09:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T17:07:18.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Christmas pictures!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbeAp5ykjI/AAAAAAAAAe0/DPmdv_fdfPw/s1600-h/P1010247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293662514850206258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbeAp5ykjI/AAAAAAAAAe0/DPmdv_fdfPw/s320/P1010247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everybody dressed super nicely on christmas day,and after service there was a mad flurry to exchange gifts and take photos.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; came back to celebrate christmas with us..so I took the opportunity to take as many pictures as I can with her.She grew fairer ever since she went off to Ohio to study,and talks with a slight american accent now:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbeAVwyuSI/AAAAAAAAAes/fsoqJ54xZXI/s1600-h/P1010249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293662509443758370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbeAVwyuSI/AAAAAAAAAes/fsoqJ54xZXI/s320/P1010249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woeixi's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; back from Australia,its great seeing everybody again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbeACzmrhI/AAAAAAAAAek/D7GMswVjAdI/s1600-h/P1010250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293662504355278354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbeACzmrhI/AAAAAAAAAek/D7GMswVjAdI/s320/P1010250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbdfmWgmiI/AAAAAAAAAec/DfEHpD_zUJc/s1600-h/P1010251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293661946961238562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbdfmWgmiI/AAAAAAAAAec/DfEHpD_zUJc/s320/P1010251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A whole bunch of us(about 20+) went off to Suntec to eat,and it was super PACKED!!After walking all over the place searching for a restuarant that would accomadate such a big group,we finally settled down at Swensons'.The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;breaded portabello mushroom is super addictively delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbdfXKGqMI/AAAAAAAAAeU/RXXLWb8YzwI/s1600-h/P1010252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293661942882674882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbdfXKGqMI/AAAAAAAAAeU/RXXLWb8YzwI/s320/P1010252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diana and I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the super filling lunch,afew of us wanted to catch a movie..either YesMan or Bedtime stories.However the cinemas were mostly packed to the brim with pple,so we decided to just chill at gloria jean's cafe and made a great deal of noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbdNFT7SYI/AAAAAAAAAeM/f7NvMlud90Q/s1600-h/P1010266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293661628854389122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbdNFT7SYI/AAAAAAAAAeM/f7NvMlud90Q/s320/P1010266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Gloria Jean's at Marina Square had this fantastic background so us 3 girls started to take a whole load of pictures!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293660817467364946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbcd2qL1lI/AAAAAAAAAd8/t9LT-IwJDbc/s320/P1010267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbb_aSII0I/AAAAAAAAAds/QvgH46uGegQ/s1600-h/P1010271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293660294454190914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbb_aSII0I/AAAAAAAAAds/QvgH46uGegQ/s320/P1010271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbb--paj-I/AAAAAAAAAdk/CJY3CBcWOBQ/s1600-h/P1010273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293660287035674594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbb--paj-I/AAAAAAAAAdk/CJY3CBcWOBQ/s320/P1010273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Group photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbbtGnNJCI/AAAAAAAAAdc/OYy4xD-7eeY/s1600-h/P1010276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293659979936244770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbbtGnNJCI/AAAAAAAAAdc/OYy4xD-7eeY/s320/P1010276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Crazy Bunny.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbbiz-Ze6I/AAAAAAAAAdU/k2TMdXEPUhI/s1600-h/P1010278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293659803134557090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbbiz-Ze6I/AAAAAAAAAdU/k2TMdXEPUhI/s320/P1010278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PUFFER FISHHHhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbbQa5FPHI/AAAAAAAAAdM/NncD4PdU8cQ/s1600-h/P1010286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293659487163726962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbbQa5FPHI/AAAAAAAAAdM/NncD4PdU8cQ/s320/P1010286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gabriel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gave me a little toy guinea pig for christmas,and I really loved it coz it was so adorable and it was really thoughtful of him to remember that I liked guinea pigs!I named it&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbbQP3KxJI/AAAAAAAAAdE/6NM_rwk2J0E/s1600-h/P1010284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293659484202910866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbbQP3KxJI/AAAAAAAAAdE/6NM_rwk2J0E/s320/P1010284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JunMing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;took chocolate and started talking photos with it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXba8GuNJCI/AAAAAAAAAc8/uh7SPxVYNxw/s1600-h/P1010283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293659138152014882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXba8GuNJCI/AAAAAAAAAc8/uh7SPxVYNxw/s320/P1010283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbaIxn7_NI/AAAAAAAAAcc/WcGC8erbHbg/s1600-h/P1010289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293658256315251922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbaIxn7_NI/AAAAAAAAAcc/WcGC8erbHbg/s320/P1010289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now snuffy and squishy(my 2 mini bedside table buddies) will have another friend:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really fancy stuffed animals much,but this is really cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbaJuBLFRI/AAAAAAAAAcs/EtKriepNUGc/s1600-h/P1010290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293658272527226130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbaJuBLFRI/AAAAAAAAAcs/EtKriepNUGc/s320/P1010290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jeremy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was so tired that he just conked out with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Chocolate the toy guinea pig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; perched on his shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbaJYpOsdI/AAAAAAAAAck/l5MoZZT05V0/s1600-h/P1010259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293658266789654994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbaJYpOsdI/AAAAAAAAAck/l5MoZZT05V0/s320/P1010259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbZwVxL-MI/AAAAAAAAAcU/o2-q3q6BJSk/s1600-h/P1010292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293657836520995010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SXbZwVxL-MI/AAAAAAAAAcU/o2-q3q6BJSk/s320/P1010292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tee hee!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-5520145654374295712?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/5520145654374295712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=5520145654374295712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-1236278884991217273</id><published>2009-01-08T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:45:08.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not ready to make nice</title><content type='html'>I'm not usually a fan of country music..But after hearing this song by the Dixie chicks,Not Ready To Make Nice,I think they're an absolutely cool band.They're not afraid to speak their mind,or rebel against what they don't think is right.There's been rumours that the band's gonna split up,but I certainly hope they don't because they sing really well.They're a great band!&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't allowed to upload the video onto blogger, but here's the link   &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fwc5YSAc-7g"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fwc5YSAc-7g&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously go listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always love music videos that tell a story and slightly abstract,and I think this video rocks!&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics are heart felt,and the directing and artistic interpretation of the video is excellent.&lt;br /&gt;This song was inspired by the critical comment the singer Natalie made regarding George W.Bush.This led to a controversy about the freedom of speech,and thus Dixie Chicks wrote this song speaking of how they felt about the controversy and the banning of their songs on the country music radio stations.Although the song was regarding their feelings over the saga,they chose to hint it fairly discreetly,and giving the song a universal interpretation.&lt;br /&gt;However,there are lines that obviously give it away like..&lt;br /&gt;"And how in the world can the words that I said,&lt;br /&gt;Send somebody so over the edge that they'd write me a letter&lt;br /&gt;Saying that I better shut up and sing or my life will be over.."&lt;br /&gt;Or,&lt;br /&gt;"Its a sad story when a mother will teach her daughter that she ought'a hate a perfect stranger"&lt;br /&gt;Refering to the masses of protesters who were against their music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the music video was full of imagery and abstract visualisation.Like how they used the stark contrast of black and white as the main colours in the video and tainting white clothes with black paint.As if to marr their reputation and dignity,and refering to protesters boycotting their songs.&lt;br /&gt;The scene changes to the 3 members sitting on chairs and Natalie struggling up to say something,and the other 2 pulling her back down..refusing to let her say her part.&lt;br /&gt;There in another scene,they were sitted in a classroom and the lines,"To talk without thinking is to shoot without aiming" on the blackboard.&lt;br /&gt;One of the last visual representation of the incident took place in a supposed clinic,asylum where Natalie was surrounded by 2 close friends,her band mates..in a clinic with 3 doctors discussing what to do to her..and she was trying to get up and run.&lt;br /&gt;Watch the video,its nice!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-1236278884991217273?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/1236278884991217273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=1236278884991217273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/1236278884991217273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/1236278884991217273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-ready-to-make-nice.html' title='Not ready to make nice'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-5041326928068588606</id><published>2009-01-04T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:43:01.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling sad</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling rather sad.Afew days ago I bought this beautiful peasant-ish bohemian top in black..it was super pretty and very affordable!But I can't believe that I was so blur as to put it in the washing machine after wearing,and the beautiful crochet trimmings were torn.Its rather uneven and still can be worn,but not as pretty as before:( Haiz.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SWDXOLSiiFI/AAAAAAAAAcI/5gLpC2xUcNY/s1600-h/white+peasant+top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287462601081653330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SWDXOLSiiFI/AAAAAAAAAcI/5gLpC2xUcNY/s320/white+peasant+top.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps when I have the time,and money I'll go down to the place again and get another one.Hopefully they still have it,and will buy some instocks from my blogshop as well.&lt;br /&gt;Gck,can't believe I was so BLUR and thought crochet could withstand wachine wash.Apparently I've been living in cotton tees for too long.&lt;br /&gt;School is starting tmr!!Actually its of no difference to me as before christmas and the new year holidays,I've been in the lab everyday.I'm glad to take a break,but all good things must come to an end.We're Very VERY behind schedule,and projects are being neglected.&lt;br /&gt;Dawn needs to buck up and rush through the multitude of projects soon!!!!Very tight deadlines!&lt;br /&gt;I foresee midnight oil and eyebags.Needs to sacrifice her time going out with friends or she'll fail the semester and push others along with her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-5041326928068588606?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/5041326928068588606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=5041326928068588606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/5041326928068588606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/5041326928068588606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2009/01/feeling-sad.html' title='feeling sad'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SWDXOLSiiFI/AAAAAAAAAcI/5gLpC2xUcNY/s72-c/white+peasant+top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-4045755850295197312</id><published>2008-12-10T14:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:13:31.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just afew of my favorite things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just afew of my favorite things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/ST9oPgPtm3I/AAAAAAAAAcA/k2h3NOX4K8s/s1600-h/P1010228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278051903864675186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/ST9oPgPtm3I/AAAAAAAAAcA/k2h3NOX4K8s/s320/P1010228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1.&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Face Shop nail polish.&lt;/span&gt;They have such a wide variety of colours,and interesting shades and mixs of shimmers.I happen to think the packaging of the nail polish is extremely&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; stylish&lt;/span&gt; too.The price was originally $2.50 when Face Shop first arrived in Singapore,but now its &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;$2.90&lt;/span&gt;(still pretty reasonable).The brush allows easy application and the nail polish is light and easy to apply.Unlike some cheap nail polishes that are&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; gunk-ish and thick&lt;/span&gt;.Here's my collection of Face shop nail polish.Colours from left to right:Black,Dark red,Sparkly purple,Sparkly red,pale pink)with purple shimmer),white,base coat and top coat.Joanna borowed one of mine but hasn't returned it yet!:P haha.The pale pink nail colour always fancinates me as it has&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; subtle purple shimmer in it&lt;/span&gt;,and gives a very opal-like effect.Interesting how I only get nail polish which are &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;very dark,or the very nude pale shades&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/ST9nTy3gAkI/AAAAAAAAAb4/GkGLeNViFAg/s1600-h/P1010220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278050878071243330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/ST9nTy3gAkI/AAAAAAAAAb4/GkGLeNViFAg/s320/P1010220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2.&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;French manicures&lt;/span&gt;.So very chic,and a great way to disguise yellowing dirty nails with white tips.Makes them look healthy when they might not be!Haha.French manicure was done using Faceshop nail polish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/ST9nIKCZkAI/AAAAAAAAAbw/1MA2WKsR214/s1600-h/P1010225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278050678132543490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/ST9nIKCZkAI/AAAAAAAAAbw/1MA2WKsR214/s320/P1010225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A closer look.After seeing Ruth's(from immuno class) french manicured and pedicured nails,which she recently did in a nail bar,I DIY-ed them on my nails as well since they weren't stubby and short anymore.Pretty?I dun care if you don't think they are,coz I like them as they're really chic and simple.*gives a self satisfied nod*Plus I did them &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt;.:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm still wondering how I could do dark red with BLACK tip french manicure.That'll be really cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/ST9mabcCMsI/AAAAAAAAAbo/gmVRYwrmMiU/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278049892529484482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/ST9mabcCMsI/AAAAAAAAAbo/gmVRYwrmMiU/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;3.&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Island Creamery's Fresh Banana ice cream&lt;/span&gt;.Its so creamy without a hint of icyness and each spoonful has real banana bits in them!I love bananas(and strawberries and grapes) so I think this ice cream is absolutely yummy..Another favorite flavor of mine from Island Creamery is the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Apple pie ice cream&lt;/span&gt;.Coz the chunks of caramelised apple and dash of cinnimon(mind my spelling) is absolutely DIVINE.Love them BOTH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-4045755850295197312?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/4045755850295197312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=4045755850295197312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/4045755850295197312'/><link 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Birthday</title><content type='html'>On the 3rd of Dec,it was my &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;dear DYP partner's 19th BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt; She's one of the most glam people I know..so the self proclaimed fashion junkie declared that she'll be wearing a dress everyday for her birthday week!When joanna told me that I was quite amused and rather surprised that she had enough dresses to wear one every day..I think I've got only 3 casual dresses?And one dressier little black dress.I made her a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cute little birthday card in a shape of a box of fries&lt;/span&gt; coz I know she LOVES fries and it was great to see her burst out laughing when I presented her the card and her present:) &lt;br /&gt;I decided to wear a dress on her birthday too to accompany her and took alot of photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/ST9dRiXW2LI/AAAAAAAAAbg/AEwVLasBYRU/s1600-h/DSC00494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278039844165441714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/ST9dRiXW2LI/AAAAAAAAAbg/AEwVLasBYRU/s320/DSC00494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The convention centre was relatively quiet and had a nice plain pink background(which &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;joanna&lt;/span&gt; practically went HIGH over).So we took pictures there!!Here's me and the slimmest french fry monster I'd ever know.This girl can chow down 2 servings of fried carbs(aka french fries) and the SIM's chicken chop.And she's STILL so slim.Grrrr.Unfair!haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/ST9dIDCGUpI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ZcGV8OwaJT8/s1600-h/DSC00497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278039681135956626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/ST9dIDCGUpI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ZcGV8OwaJT8/s320/DSC00497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tried holding her HP to take the picture,and due to my inexperience..it was too close!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/ST9coVR2UjI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/i3XLnq_Dzjo/s1600-h/DSC00498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278039136278041138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/ST9coVR2UjI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/i3XLnq_Dzjo/s320/DSC00498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tried again and got it juz right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/ST9cGavVvFI/AAAAAAAAAbI/7y1OTpNi8fQ/s1600-h/DSC00502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278038553628359762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/ST9cGavVvFI/AAAAAAAAAbI/7y1OTpNi8fQ/s320/DSC00502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took a solo shot of&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; joanna&lt;/span&gt; against the pink background and she wanted to do the same for me.But I rarely take photos alone and found it super awkward..so I just posed like this!Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/ST9a08m8gCI/AAAAAAAAAao/uw8PgNUk_xk/s1600-h/DSC00505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278037153970683938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/ST9a08m8gCI/AAAAAAAAAao/uw8PgNUk_xk/s320/DSC00505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girl's toilet had a full length mirror so we took somemore pictures there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm wearing-Black miss selfridge pullover shrug with fluttery sleeves..got it at the Lime fleamarket at a great price of&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; $3!!  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And a black tube dress from Alano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joanna &lt;/span&gt;bought that pretty electric blue dress from an LJ shop for $29!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/ST9ap3tO5XI/AAAAAAAAAag/An3Tr1t7SFI/s1600-h/DSC00508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278036963676317042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/ST9ap3tO5XI/AAAAAAAAAag/An3Tr1t7SFI/s320/DSC00508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy birthday &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joanna&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;While walking around in Plaza Singapura,we discovered that since Jean Yip recently opened a nail bar section..the promotional price for express manicure was&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; $8!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; So we decided to take advantage of that offer and get our nails done,and I had my first manicure in Singapore.The first time I ever had a manicure was in China coz it was dirt cheap,SGD$3!With nail art. At Jean Yip,I chose this dark reddish brown colour,which looks slightly purple in certain angles.What I really liked was that they filed my nails nicely to this squarish shape.I do wish OPI would have a wider range of colours,and funkier shades.However,I suppose they cater to the older crowd thus most of their colours are the deep reds,or neutrals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-2265744632913036340?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/2265744632913036340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=2265744632913036340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/2265744632913036340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/2265744632913036340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2008/12/joannas-birthday.html' title='Joanna&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/ST9dRiXW2LI/AAAAAAAAAbg/AEwVLasBYRU/s72-c/DSC00494.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-4100439283085377213</id><published>2008-12-01T17:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:55:21.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fish spa at NP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I always love it when the students whom are taking the I&amp;amp;E module start setting up their little booths selling yummy food or pretty little trinkets and knick knacks. But this sem,one group really broke out of the norm(and their budgets as well!) and bought the doctor fish,and set up a fish spa in the underpass of convention centre.I've always wanted to try out the fish spa,but they were often too expensive and out of the way for me.So I was super excited when I noticed that an I&amp;amp;E group set up a mini fish spa in school!Their rates were super cheap compared to the fish spas outside. Hands-5mins,$3. Feet-10mins,$6.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/STOsK8IhBzI/AAAAAAAAAaY/S-SO91FomL4/s1600-h/DSC00366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274748892521498418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/STOsK8IhBzI/AAAAAAAAAaY/S-SO91FomL4/s320/DSC00366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm so tasty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Since the prices were really reasonable, I did my hands and feet!It was super fun and an extremely queer experience to have little fish sucking and nibbling off your dead skin.It didn't hurt but it was awfully ticklish!Especially when the fishes nibbled at the balls of my feet and heels,where the skin was the thickest.I had to clamp my mouth shut to prevent myself from laughing out loud and goosebumps were appearing all over my legs!&lt;br /&gt;However it was super fun and the fishes were very cute!After the treatment my feet and hands were very smooth and soft!I've heard of stories how certain dodgy fish spa places import the wrong breed of fish,and with poor hygiene,many of the customers developed infections!Fortunately these fishes were fine,so I didn't come down with any nasty infections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/STOryXQzIuI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/t74HVUsi5ms/s1600-h/DSC00367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274748470307267298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/STOryXQzIuI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/t74HVUsi5ms/s320/DSC00367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Joanna&lt;/span&gt; dipped her hands in the water and all the fishies swarmped to her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fishes look alot like mudskippers.Some greedy ones,seeing people walk past the tank would jump out of the water in attempt to suck on the people walking by!Too bad for the fishies,the tank was quite high so they'll only end up being stuck on the glass wall!After realising its been tricked,would release its grip and fall back into the water.LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fishes were imported from Turkey,and cost the students over a $1000 to buy!Plus the rent,WOW.This was a first I heard of students spending over a $1000 for an I&amp;amp;E project.I must say they're REALLY brave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-4100439283085377213?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/4100439283085377213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=4100439283085377213' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-4051559560169193636</id><published>2008-11-19T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T22:16:28.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rantings of my weary soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh just let me run away and paint the skies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I want to sketch and shade to my heart's content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;To express myself through paintings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;can't you see nobody here bothers about things like these..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;All these years I've had my life snubbed out of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;oh why can't you see I can't live like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I want to draw and paint and write..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and create beautiful things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I can't live like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Its simply not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh heart,why can't you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Why can't they just let me,be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-4051559560169193636?l=rhapsody-in-writing.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-36789992.post-6061890042464208910</id><published>2008-10-25T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:18:37.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vegetarian-ism</title><content type='html'>Its been roughly 4 months since I've made my dicision to be a vegetarian.I've always loved animals,even down to the nastiest little critters that everybody seems to dislike.I dun know why,I juz find them adorable!:D&lt;br /&gt;After watching Fast Food Nation, and all the scenes were they slaughtered cows..It replused me enough to stay off meat for a very,very long time.I usually restrict my diet to vegetables,egg and tofu.However,for health reasons I'd sometimes take meat.&lt;br /&gt;Am I hypocritical?Screw you.&lt;br /&gt;Vegans are those who absolutely restrict themselves from meat,and all dairy products.I don't think its necessary to avoid milk or eggs at all!Milking cows do not harm them in any way,unless of coz farmers are milking them for all their worth and not leaving any for the calves.In my opinion it wouldn't be too smart to do that,as in the long run the calves will be malnourished and die off.And when the older cows grow too old to produce milk,wouldn't that put a halt in the milk production?As for eggs,they're unfertilised!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not against people who eat meat.My abstaining from meat is purely a personal choice,and I don't expect anyone to do so if they're not willing to.However going according to the rule of survival of the fittness,if its necessary for me to eat meat,I will.Cause even carnivous animals need to eat other animals in order to survive.Why can't the same principle be applied?&lt;br /&gt;I do try to use products that are against animal testing,but unfortunately its so difficult to as most companies use animals for lab testing.It burdens me that so many animals are being exploited for the sake of our vanity.Science as allowed us to map the entire human genome,and enabled us to replicate and clone skin cells which can be used for testing.Read an article about how research is being done using the skin cells from patients that have underwent liposuction(extra skin to spare!).This provides a great variety of different skin times,and manipulations can be done(UV rays) to age the skin further,if required.However,I understand that this method requires sofisticated equipement and is extremely costly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0QRBcHIIsXc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0QRBcHIIsXc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,animal activists have resorted to violent means and extreme measures juz for the sake of animals.Nothing in this world is ever black and white,there will always be two sides of coin and the grey area.I do acknowledge that there has been vast advances in the science industry,vaccines and medicine have been developed through animal testing;in turn saving millions of lives.I don't condone it.I simply believe that adequate anesthsia should be given to the animals.Even during the simple process of drawing blood,or puncturing holes.If the poor mouse squeaks and spasms when these procedures are performed,how on earth can you imply that it doesn't not feel much pain?When it bleeds,how can you say that it doesn't hurt.Its undergoing a great amount of trauma and confusion!And animal testing should not be taken lightly,using the animal only when it is absolutely necessary.That is only after reviewing toxicolgy reports.Inducing tumours,sores and harm to the animal is inhumane.Surely skin samples extracted from volunteers would be a more accurate way to test a product,and to ensure uniformity,the advances in cloning can be used to replicate the skin cell samples?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l9ijLulwUTY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l9ijLulwUTY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many extremists,all at different ends of the spectrum.&lt;br /&gt;Its ridiculous to assume that house pets will prefer it better in the wild.For certain animals,they would get better care at home as compared to roaming free in the wild.Left to fend for themselves and enduring wind and rain.Needing to avoid getting chomped on by predators.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is as simple as black and white.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-6061890042464208910?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/6061890042464208910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=6061890042464208910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/6061890042464208910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/6061890042464208910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2008/10/vegetarian-ism.html' title='vegetarian-ism'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-6109923386114574853</id><published>2008-10-03T22:24:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T23:09:13.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Accia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SOYuVQDGa7I/AAAAAAAAAaI/Ta-99aM-R5w/s1600-h/Just+accia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252936957994363826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SOYuVQDGa7I/AAAAAAAAAaI/Ta-99aM-R5w/s320/Just+accia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ben,Diana and I&lt;/span&gt; went to watch..the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;House bunny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!Been wanting to watch it for the longest time and was so glad that I could get pple to watch it with me.Overall it was a funny movie,and alittle heartwarming..But wasn't really a fantastic movie.Anyways,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt; joined us for dinner later..and we went to Dhoby Exchange's Just Accia(I can't remember how to spell it).&lt;br /&gt;The food's not excatly very cheap..the lowest is $5.90,for the dumpling set.But it comes with free flow of coffee,soft drinks and ice cream!!And its a plus point coz I love ice cream and coffee!Its really fun to make your own ice cream floats,and affogatos(coffee with ice cream).Just Accia owns like,the majority of Dhoby exchange..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SOYsv7cMhuI/AAAAAAAAAZw/IPESrwZku4Y/s1600-h/allsmiles!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252935217295689442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SOYsv7cMhuI/AAAAAAAAAZw/IPESrwZku4Y/s320/allsmiles!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Diana&lt;/span&gt; is super happy coz she juz got a facebook account,and she the one who brought the cameras and insisted we take pictures of everything to fill up her facebook photo album:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha,I really dun bother about it..only go in once every few months to clear up friend's requests and applications..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SOYsnu4uHmI/AAAAAAAAAZo/tac0D3CewnI/s1600-h/diana%26I(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252935076486717026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SOYsnu4uHmI/AAAAAAAAAZo/tac0D3CewnI/s320/diana%26I(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diana and I&lt;/span&gt;!Her haircut is so Saleisha inspired.ATNM cycle 9's winner?Haha both of us are ATNM junkies.Go elina!!(cycle 11's currently posted on youtube,and airing in the US)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SOYsgcC1GiI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ykL5LrHIDVA/s1600-h/diana%26I(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252934951169759778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SOYsgcC1GiI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ykL5LrHIDVA/s320/diana%26I(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Diana's&lt;/span&gt; not happy coz she says her face's too big so we had to take again..:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still the same mah!But at least she's got nice big eyes to balance it out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay I'm so happy my haircolour can be seen and turned out pretty nicely.Dyed it at a salon in clementi which was having 30% off,its a nice &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;auburn caramel-ish&lt;/span&gt; shade..the lightest I've ever gone before..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SOYsTxqXAgI/AAAAAAAAAZY/rbW-Qoj58X8/s1600-h/teriyaki+chicken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252934733634404866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SOYsTxqXAgI/AAAAAAAAAZY/rbW-Qoj58X8/s320/teriyaki+chicken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chicken teriyaki set,can't remember if it was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jason's or Ben's order&lt;/span&gt;.Not many pple like kimchi,and personally I'm usually very apprehensive of food of that colour(the fiery orangish red) as I don't take spicy food very well..Although I love it!But this kimchi is really nice!Not very spicy,so I don't tear up and start sniffling whenever I eat it..and isn't too sour and acidic!Love it:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SOYtGApcn5I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/S07nnE4wLD4/s1600-h/spicy+noodles!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252935596650569618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SOYtGApcn5I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/S07nnE4wLD4/s320/spicy+noodles!!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Diana's super spicy noodles.The colour of the chilli is scary and this noodles really has a kick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SOYtdzuSS6I/AAAAAAAAAaA/qNjL9rSCS7o/s1600-h/dumplingset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252936005498063778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SOYtdzuSS6I/AAAAAAAAAaA/qNjL9rSCS7o/s320/dumplingset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's my dumpling and rice set!Its not bad,the wanton skin was alittle hard though..&lt;br /&gt;Yay for KIMCHI!! ^_^ love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SOYsIm2BdzI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/1KMkeFoVqYA/s1600-h/yummys!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252934541751973682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SOYsIm2BdzI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/1KMkeFoVqYA/s320/yummys!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yummy yummy kimchi.. Wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SOYrq-n1biI/AAAAAAAAAZI/wv5wGoTE2P8/s1600-h/jason%26ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252934032738840098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SOYrq-n1biI/AAAAAAAAAZI/wv5wGoTE2P8/s320/jason%26ben.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jason and Ben!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SOYrgJFo4FI/AAAAAAAAAZA/j5OjYF_j30Q/s1600-h/Jason,diana,ben+and+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252933846569640018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SOYrgJFo4FI/AAAAAAAAAZA/j5OjYF_j30Q/s320/Jason,diana,ben+and+I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I really like the booth seats as they're really comfy,and the lighting of the place is really warm and cosy too!  (from left to right:&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jason,me,Diana,Ben&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has the whole world gone gladiator crazy?After dinner we walked around Plaza Sing and I came across 3 shops selling gladiator sandals!All at $19.90! Image turn,Cotton On and DMK.I really wanna get a pair but afraid that once the trend stops it'll just look weird coz it makes such a strong statement and very striking.Ah wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-6109923386114574853?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/6109923386114574853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=6109923386114574853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/6109923386114574853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/6109923386114574853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-accia.html' title='Just Accia'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SOYuVQDGa7I/AAAAAAAAAaI/Ta-99aM-R5w/s72-c/Just+accia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-5696665384243871470</id><published>2008-09-27T23:01:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:35:56.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoe painting!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SN5RmT6Y3nI/AAAAAAAAAY4/P9ABG7DSOdw/s1600-h/P1000907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250723934182628978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SN5RmT6Y3nI/AAAAAAAAAY4/P9ABG7DSOdw/s320/P1000907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's my once in a every blue moon blog entry!Some 3 weeks ago,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;joanna &lt;/span&gt;came over to my house and we painted and customised plain white canvas shoes!We thought it'll be really funky to wear it during our FYP to the lab..:) I was really excited cause I miss painting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SN5RDFG9EZI/AAAAAAAAAYw/RAeHufKoAPw/s1600-h/P1000908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250723328913379730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SN5RDFG9EZI/AAAAAAAAAYw/RAeHufKoAPw/s320/P1000908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We covered the area with newspaper and got ready all the art supplies and paints!Those were our originally plain white canvas flats..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SN5QYI5-dUI/AAAAAAAAAYo/1rDcqszYMCI/s1600-h/P1000914.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250722591198311746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SN5QYI5-dUI/AAAAAAAAAYo/1rDcqszYMCI/s320/P1000914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Joanna's&lt;/span&gt; shoes before the paintjob..I helped her draw some of the hearts!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SN5P0jzdNyI/AAAAAAAAAYg/oIJvDx4IUGk/s1600-h/P1000917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250721979943434018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SN5P0jzdNyI/AAAAAAAAAYg/oIJvDx4IUGk/s320/P1000917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pretty swi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rls of paint&lt;/span&gt; in the water!!love the pattern it made..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SN5PLA4NqMI/AAAAAAAAAYY/ZmugR4QJc_A/s1600-h/P1000918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250721266193508546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SN5PLA4NqMI/AAAAAAAAAYY/ZmugR4QJc_A/s320/P1000918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Joanna's&lt;/span&gt; shoes before outlining..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SN5OtrsdNkI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/FB3ni7ck4OE/s1600-h/P1000927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250720762290845250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SN5OtrsdNkI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/FB3ni7ck4OE/s320/P1000927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My shoes were&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; inspired by one of my favorite songs&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Evanescence&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lacrymosa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.Interestingly,it was originally composed by Mozart..But adapted by Evanescence,whom redid it into a rock song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SN5OLrz-39I/AAAAAAAAAYI/OCEiIjiDl98/s1600-h/P1000929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250720178206859218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SN5OLrz-39I/AAAAAAAAAYI/OCEiIjiDl98/s320/P1000929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I realised that its rather tough and time consuming to do handpainted shoes!Its much tougher painting on canvas as compared to paper.The shading is so much harder to do!&lt;br /&gt;I added a tinge of coppery metallic paint to highlight the red flower..but can't be seen in this picture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SN5Nv35XMbI/AAAAAAAAAYA/D-h5oyL-iz8/s1600-h/P1000931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250719700414312882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SN5Nv35XMbI/AAAAAAAAAYA/D-h5oyL-iz8/s320/P1000931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I helped her to draw and paint on some of the hearts..haha I helped her with the left pair,and since i tend to draw smaller hearts and squeeze them close together,one side ended up with more hearts than the other!LOL.But its ok,still very pretty and the slight mistake only adds to the quirkiness of it!(the hearts prints were very GoJane inspired!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SN5NQu3rvoI/AAAAAAAAAX4/OEta2nwhTG4/s1600-h/P1000933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250719165415407234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SN5NQu3rvoI/AAAAAAAAAX4/OEta2nwhTG4/s320/P1000933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vines,twines and flowers are what I do best.So simple and fun to draw.Here's the semi finished product!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SN5Mv1KyZmI/AAAAAAAAAXw/sxLvzSiLou8/s1600-h/P1000935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250718600170464866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SN5Mv1KyZmI/AAAAAAAAAXw/sxLvzSiLou8/s320/P1000935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Joanna's&lt;/span&gt; cheery pair of flats painted with colourful hearts and finished off with pale pink satin ribbon..I wanted to decorate mine with black satin ribbons..but didn't have it at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Would have prefered to unpleat the straps to make it proper flats..but yours truely is not very good with sewing.Juz cutting them off would have made it rather ugly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SN5MOqnKE7I/AAAAAAAAAXo/V_36gvFWDy8/s1600-h/P1000938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250718030400983986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SN5MOqnKE7I/AAAAAAAAAXo/V_36gvFWDy8/s320/P1000938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Spotlight&lt;/span&gt; the next day to pick up some &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nice black satin ribbon&lt;/span&gt; and strung it onto the straps of the shoes!And here's my customised canvas ballet flats all ready to be worn for &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;labwork&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They're really comfy,its the 1st pair of flats that &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;doesn't cause me blisters&lt;/span&gt; at the back of my feet(above the heel)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Does anyone want handpainted canvas flats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;I've got a size 37 one instock and I &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;charge cheaply&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-5696665384243871470?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/5696665384243871470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=5696665384243871470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/5696665384243871470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/5696665384243871470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2008/09/shoe-painting.html' title='Shoe painting!!'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SN5RmT6Y3nI/AAAAAAAAAY4/P9ABG7DSOdw/s72-c/P1000907.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-4655948727707589242</id><published>2008-08-28T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:18:01.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopaholics anonymous</title><content type='html'>Oh man!Someone call &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;shopaholics anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!I feel as if I've been spending alot..&lt;br /&gt;and the strangest thing is that although I've bought clothes,I never feel as if I have enough..&lt;br /&gt;I know many ladies feel the same too!&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of the conversation diana and I had awhile ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Diana:You know,I just counted how many pairs of shoes I have...guess how many I have??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dawn:Ehhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Diana:How many do you have?*she was positively hyperventilating at that point*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dawn:hmm..7 pairs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Diana:I've got 15 pairs!!And the funniest thing is that although I have so many,I still feel as if I dun have enough!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it with women that we're never satisfied with the amount of clothes/shoes/bags we have?&lt;br /&gt;In the past month(August),I have bought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.Blue smocked long tube from FOX at $9(impulse buy as it was on SALE!!haha my favorite word)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2.Dark grey EMO tee at $15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3.Silver Rose ring from Diva at $5(Diva sells great accessories!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4.White clay ring at $2.90(I have a strange fondness for rose rings)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5.Black jelly bracelets at $2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Is that alot??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Dawn has gotten &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;purple hair extentions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!:) Only $5 at fareast,I can't remember the excat location though.Far east has like half a million hairdressing stores.Ok,that was a wild exaggeration,probably only about 1/4 of a million.&lt;br /&gt;I love the dark purple colour,but its not very obvious sometimes as I didn't put that many.Reminds me of the asian girl with purple streaked hair who could morph into a guinea pig in the movie Sky High.Haha,I love guinea pigs..wouldn't mind being able to shapeshift into a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;black and purple streaked guinea pig&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are over!I just hope I managed to clear every module this sem,or dire consequences will follow..&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully,the teacher who's extremely biasness against cross streamers..and has something against me although I've tried my best to be nice,will find it in her heart to pass me.Then again,if she doesn't like me,she wouldn't wanna pass me and let me stay on in her class for another sem..RIGHT?haha&lt;br /&gt;She's really unhelpful la,I don't understand why some lecturers are like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Right now,I'm busying myself with..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Online screen shopping(instead of windowshopping,get it??)&lt;br /&gt;2.Running my tiny online business(already made a nice amount of profit,happy!)&lt;br /&gt;3.Was watching movies and going out with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Junming,Jeremy &lt;/span&gt;and all who are catergorised as freeman!Except that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jun&lt;/span&gt; is on a campus crusade leaders retreat right now..Siannzz.&lt;br /&gt;4.Helping &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diana&lt;/span&gt; with whatever she needs(super busy la,that girl..I bet the Larissa Lam concert at Fort Canning'll be a blast!)&lt;br /&gt;5.Doing housework&lt;br /&gt;6.Watching TV till my eyeballs shrivel up,start steaming and drop out&lt;br /&gt;Trying to distract myself from thinking about my results..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I should be doing...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Tidying up my room&lt;br /&gt;2.Studying for my SATs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-4655948727707589242?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-36789992.post-7326611546740242498</id><published>2008-08-17T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T21:26:42.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stubby nails</title><content type='html'>Short stubby nails are so unfun!I can't paint them in funky colours or do nail art on them when they're all short and stubby..Been trying to stop myself from biting my nails but it all gets chomped down once I remove the nail polish!&lt;br /&gt;Its time I buy that anti nail biting nail vanish thing..&lt;br /&gt;its a clear polish to paint onto your nails,with a bitter taste so it prevents you from biting your nails..&lt;br /&gt;YEAHH,then I can soon do funky nail art on my nails!!!&lt;br /&gt;but its a ridiculous $16..I hear my wallet wailing away already.&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna get those black patent slingback pumps from DMK when my exams are over..&lt;br /&gt;and maybe the super comfy CottonOn flats.Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Well before you pass me off as some mega shoe junkie..I've got lesser shoes than an average girl okies!!:D plus some are worn out,so its time I replace them..&lt;br /&gt;Dawn has..7 pairs of footwear!&lt;br /&gt;a pair of sports shoes&lt;br /&gt;a pair of camo printed convers sneakers&lt;br /&gt;2 pairs of heels that are both wearing out(one strappy heels and another a blue wedged)&lt;br /&gt;2 pairs of slippers(1 birkies and another simple black pair)&lt;br /&gt;1 pair of red patent pumps,that is also wearing out:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self:tidy up closet once exams are over,messy piles of clothes are threatening to topple over each time one opens the cupboard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-7326611546740242498?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/7326611546740242498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=7326611546740242498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/7326611546740242498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/7326611546740242498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2008/08/stubby-nails.html' title='Stubby nails'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-4294487044676496438</id><published>2008-07-31T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T23:36:55.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simple hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJHXPJkJzFI/AAAAAAAAARY/-Zs3foVX-Mc/s1600-h/P1000762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229197297619422290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJHXPJkJzFI/AAAAAAAAARY/-Zs3foVX-Mc/s320/P1000762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One thing I've learnt,is that hearts are little toys that we can play with..&lt;br /&gt;discard as and when we want it.&lt;br /&gt;Does it pain you to discard me just like that?&lt;br /&gt;Yet,there's nothing I can do.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I can say.&lt;br /&gt;If only hearts were that simple.&lt;br /&gt;I cared too much.&lt;br /&gt;I need to learn how to compartmentalise&lt;br /&gt;to pack up emotions like meer objects.&lt;br /&gt;Until I find friends that treasure me for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-4294487044676496438?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/4294487044676496438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=4294487044676496438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/4294487044676496438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/4294487044676496438'/><link rel='alternate' 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style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJCIV9Kk2LI/AAAAAAAAARQ/f2qJT4SLBEg/s320/P1000749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;extremely bimbotic comment&lt;/span&gt;: Just bought &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SilkyGirl's eyeshadow in mocha latte&lt;/span&gt;.It comes in a very pretty dark brown shade with alittle bit of glitter and a neutral beige shade for highlighting.Was worried it'd be too light(I tend to prefer darker shades,but didn't wanna get black coz it'll overpower my tiny eyes) but it turned out really nicely!happy,highly reccomend this eyeshadow to every girl.lol.Its reasonably priced and silky girl's against animal testing!or so they say:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJCH_HzaqXI/AAAAAAAAARI/yRKnutS6pP0/s1600-h/P1000726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228828685873359218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJCH_HzaqXI/AAAAAAAAARI/yRKnutS6pP0/s320/P1000726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tanline at the temple,lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJCHhigxt-I/AAAAAAAAARA/ZmJha_M6rGM/s1600-h/P1000723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228828177646860258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJCHhigxt-I/AAAAAAAAARA/ZmJha_M6rGM/s320/P1000723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-3682574250833561721?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/3682574250833561721/comments/default' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-4718340568986041598</id><published>2008-07-30T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T23:19:16.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJB2RlQxluI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/K61R8V8EcWw/s1600-h/P1000714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228809211809470178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJB2RlQxluI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/K61R8V8EcWw/s320/P1000714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the 25th of July I celebrated my birthday with&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Jo,Diana and Shuzhun&lt;/span&gt;..3 of my closet girlfriends.Hehe I felt rather bad excluding the rest of the guys and girls but I juz wanted a small all girls night out.We went to Holland V's Wala wala to listen to the live band playing,but apparently wala wala had this policy that on weekends the upper level(with live music) was only for people 20years and above:( &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joanne and I &lt;/span&gt;were originally quite surprised as the previous times we went to wala wala it was ok.But then again it was on weekdays.Ah wells,guess on weekends there'll be more people and the older folks have more spending power..thus they can afford to push people downto the lower level.So in the end we went to Harry's..which was quite nice as well,coz the drinks were cheaper and much quieter so there was more condusive for us to talk:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJB14nqwOfI/AAAAAAAAAQw/4o0leygSbBc/s1600-h/P1000715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228808782958574066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJB14nqwOfI/AAAAAAAAAQw/4o0leygSbBc/s320/P1000715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've juz realised how similiar &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shuzhun and Diana's&lt;/span&gt; eyes are..pretty!!Very cat like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That fateful night was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diana's&lt;/span&gt; first time trying a cocktail...and she didn't like it.Haha I think we've scared her off alcohol for the rest of her life.The look on her face when she tried her &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Singapore Sling&lt;/span&gt;(which is not bad!!) was priceless..:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shuzhun&lt;/span&gt; had peach schanaps mixed with 7-up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joanne&lt;/span&gt; had &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sex on the beach&lt;/span&gt;(yummy peachy goodness!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I a&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; strawberry magarita&lt;/span&gt;.Didn't really like it much so I got a&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; scarlet o'hara&lt;/span&gt;(cranberry-ish,lychee liquer kind of cocktail),one of my faves to wash the taste off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joanne and Diana&lt;/span&gt; looked really dolled up that day,and I wore my new black kimono tieback dress..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJB1d1FY_zI/AAAAAAAAAQo/o9-RqcyWLkE/s1600-h/P1000716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228808322703490866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJB1d1FY_zI/AAAAAAAAAQo/o9-RqcyWLkE/s320/P1000716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shuzhun and I&lt;/span&gt;.I like &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Harry's old english style decor&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;reasonably priced drinks&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a chat session and a round of drinks,we headed back to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jo's house&lt;/span&gt; for our 'sleepover'.Hahas we were originally intending to have a movie marathon..but after 2 movies and bag full of chips we decided to go off to sleep.Watched &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;cinderella story&lt;/span&gt;(alittle sappy but the soundtrack was good) and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;She's the man&lt;/span&gt;(love amanda bynes!!She's not afraid to 'ugly it up').love romantic comedies.hate sappy romance movies though.hahas.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joanne's mom&lt;/span&gt; is so sweet and hospitable,never fails to stuff us with food and see that we're comfortable.She's always thinking and looking out for joanne and us..the next morning when we woke up and padded to the kitchen,we discovered a plastic bag of buns with a note,"hi girls,here's your breakfast".Super sweet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJB09vDg3RI/AAAAAAAAAQg/mTw6nFkqGNE/s1600-h/P1000757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228807771329191186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJB09vDg3RI/AAAAAAAAAQg/mTw6nFkqGNE/s320/P1000757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pressies!!!Wells,this year's bday was definatly less lonely that last year's.I've gotten to know some great pple,and made some good frens..one of them is my FYP partner &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;joanna!!&lt;/span&gt;She's been really great to me and we really click!Haha these few days we've been training for &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;NAPFA&lt;/span&gt; and my thighs hurt like crazy.Anyways,she got me this &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;book by Max Lucado&lt;/span&gt;..It was interesting that she picked this book,not knowing that &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Max Lucado was my favorite christian author&lt;/span&gt;..:D how very qiao..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yewey&lt;/span&gt; got me a pressie too..a &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;quilted dark grey waist belt from Aldo&lt;/span&gt;..really nice but I'm still figuring out what to wear it with^_^ I dun usually wear belts..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thanks girls!!*hugs**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJB0kXhy-wI/AAAAAAAAAQY/C1fX2e1vBqs/s1600-h/P1000753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228807335517027074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJB0kXhy-wI/AAAAAAAAAQY/C1fX2e1vBqs/s320/P1000753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 'present package' my darling church frens got for me!They were being &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;uberly secretive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about it,especially how &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shuzhun&lt;/span&gt; kept dropping hints on how I'm 'so going to love the present'..so yeps.I love it!!!Thanks a million to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shuzhun,Yuming,Gabriel,Kenneth..etc.etc.etc.etc&lt;/span&gt;..all whom contributed to my pressie.Totally love it right down to the super cute teddy bear box its in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJB0Ol5qX9I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/pFbgEBKvGdc/s1600-h/P1000754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228806961418100690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJB0Ol5qX9I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/pFbgEBKvGdc/s320/P1000754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;positively shrieked and pounced on the nearest person&lt;/span&gt; when I saw this..Poor yuming.*hyperventilates* they actually got for me the &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;evanescence open door CD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!Super happy&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;..Kenneth&lt;/span&gt; told me of the pains the guys went through trying to find this CD for me.Since it isn't a new CD but one that has been released out for several years ago..they couldn't find it in gramaphone so had approached the staff to look up on the database for this particular CD.Apparently it was the last one in the store and they bought it for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I heard it I was super touched and gushed "I love you guys!!!".Then I happen to notice &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gabriel&lt;/span&gt; had that super 'um chio'(shy in hokkien or some dialect) face,so I hastily said,"erm,not in that way!!!" haha,fortunately my dear friend whom I cannot name here wasn't there or she would have killed me when I was sleeping that following night..or she might have juz died laughing there and then.&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Open Door cover is SUPER chio&lt;/span&gt; la.Love the concept and the composition of the picture,as well as the font they used.So gorgeous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJBz5dsTeUI/AAAAAAAAAQI/gAaSgrqYybc/s1600-h/P1000755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228806598437337410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJBz5dsTeUI/AAAAAAAAAQI/gAaSgrqYybc/s320/P1000755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;chocolate filled caramels&lt;/span&gt;,YUMMY!"Aww its not tht fattening dawn,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;only afew hundred thousand calories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; right?"(quoted from &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;abraham&lt;/span&gt;).THANKS sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Guanara flavored lip butter from Body Shop&lt;/span&gt;..in funky colours.Guanara is some berry in africa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quite fruity and yummy^_^ very moisterising..Thanks for picking it out &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shuzhun&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJBzkAA4mBI/AAAAAAAAAQA/fPftqHxyeBs/s1600-h/P1000756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228806229693339666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJBzkAA4mBI/AAAAAAAAAQA/fPftqHxyeBs/s320/P1000756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Incidentally i've got a similiar tee saying &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"hand over the chocolate and nobody gets hurt"&lt;/span&gt; too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe love the teeshirt:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJBzOETGnLI/AAAAAAAAAP4/gCwgATK_cZU/s1600-h/P1000758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228805852886375602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJBzOETGnLI/AAAAAAAAAP4/gCwgATK_cZU/s320/P1000758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; $40 HMV voucher from &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joanne and Ray&lt;/span&gt;!Haha the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;puppy dog looks so adorable&lt;/span&gt; on the voucher that I can't bear to use it!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-4718340568986041598?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/4718340568986041598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=4718340568986041598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/4718340568986041598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/4718340568986041598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-birthday.html' title='My birthday!'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SJB2RlQxluI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/K61R8V8EcWw/s72-c/P1000714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-2029110216305223464</id><published>2008-07-06T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T20:49:22.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where have you gone?</title><content type='html'>I seriously thought I had a friend..&lt;br /&gt;But after that whole incident,you juz drifted away.I had hoped we had a solid enough friendship such that it doesn't affect it.Being a cross-streamer,where you dun get to know much pple..things can get lonely.You dun form close friendships in one class long enough for them to last..with the exception of one of my current class,and my future FYP partner.Its so great to know you guys.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,when you're shuffling around classes so much..majority of the times,its only the guys that are friendly to you.I'm fine with it,but it gets lonely awhile.No girl talks or spats of bimbo-istism.Lol!&lt;br /&gt;But thats not the point.Irrelevent.Call me extremely blur but I seriously thought that during those times we were going out,I thought you were juz interested in me as a friend.And I was glad I found a friend.&lt;br /&gt;But you can't juz drop me like that whenever you please.&lt;br /&gt;You did it once before,and now you're gonna do it again?&lt;br /&gt;So you were only interested in me romantically,and once it doesn't work out..You're gonna forgo our friendship as well?I really thought we'd be great friends.&lt;br /&gt;I thought we'd still keep in contact,that you were interested in being my friend as well.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I assumed wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;My mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sZY0qynzAHE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sZY0qynzAHE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy Lee is so gorgeous!!:D&lt;br /&gt;I find this particular piece very intriguing(mind my spelling?).Lacrymosa(or Lacrimosa) was originally composed by Mozart.It was about some dying man on this deathbed,some rumoured that it was written on HIS deathbed.I'm not much into musical history but ah well,thats wad I know.So when Amy lee heard this classical piece(she took classical music lessons btw!and her songs do have some classical piano bits in it),she fell in love with it.And came up with her own rendition.&lt;br /&gt;I think its a awesome twist into a rock song,heard the original classical piece as well..and it isn't all that bad.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,juz found the lyrics so apt..and the images so gorgeous.haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-2029110216305223464?l=rhapsody-in-writing.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-36789992.post-1797991133496864342</id><published>2008-07-05T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T23:32:24.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fmss funfair</title><content type='html'>Today most of the&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Youthphorians&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went for the FMS funfair!Mind you,its &lt;strong&gt;fairfield methodist school and not Film,Sound and Media&lt;/strong&gt; yeah.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shuzhun and I&lt;/span&gt; were supposed to help out in auntie renee's stall in the afternoon shift..but her baked goods were so popular that they were sold out before it was our turn to help to sell them!:p Ah well,no surprise there as&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; auntie renee's&lt;/span&gt; cooking is well known and very,very delicious.Love her cupcakes with light coffee flavoured icing!And macaroons!Although I find them rather sweet,its nice as a occasional indulgence.&lt;br /&gt;So,I walked around with&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Diana&lt;/span&gt; to check out the fair..it was the usual funfair like games,foods and rides.I bought a mocktail which was mixed berry condial(mind my spelling) and sprite ice.&lt;br /&gt;I think its a smart scheme to issue funfair tickets,which you purchase in advance such that when you get there,you'd juz concentrate on spending the tickets without bothering as much about the prices.Psychologically one would feel more of a pinch if you were actually handling real money out of your pocket at that time rather than "paper money".Coz in aid of fundraising,school funfairs that involves the whole school are often overpriced.But we had a sheet of $10 worth of tickets coz we helped out in Youth Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Dawn is tremendously proud of the prize she won.There was a game done up by a class,which consisted of 2 pipes that twisted and turned..the guy in charge of the game would drop a wooden ball down one of the pipes and you were given a can attached to a stick,and try to nab the wooden ball into the can when it rolls out of one of the pipes,and before it rolls off the table.&lt;br /&gt;If you manage to trap the ball in the can,you'd win 2 points.Kinda like a game to test your reflexes.Trust me,the game's harder than it looks or sounds..but really fun:D&lt;br /&gt;So I managed to get enough points to win a little BodyShop gift parcel.Inside was a small bottle of Bergamot scented bath gel and body lotion.Personally I'd prefer something more citrusy,but hey who's complaining when its freebies?Especially when its from Body shop!I think Body shop's a really cool comestic chain,but I've always got scared off by the price.The only items I have from Body shop would be the lipbalms(born lippy!) and afew perfumes.Majority given by others or bought online in blogshops at a mere fraction of the original price.&lt;br /&gt;Its the same reason why I havent bought anything directly from Topshop outlets,their sales are often still expensive for my taste and sales often don't carry my size,which is S or UK size 6(or sometimes 8).Same goes for Charles and Keith.&lt;br /&gt;I love the packaging in FaceShop,but the only produces I own there are the nail polishes(love the variety of colours there) which are,reasonably priced.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe,seriously I think I should be less tight on my spending and be more spendthift.Furthermore,blogshopping has spoilt me as I pay for stuff that are so much cheaper compared to the actual shops.However,online shopping has its perks and negative points as well.&lt;br /&gt;However I wonder how my money depletes so quickly towards the end of the month.Probably my splurging on food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I recently splurged over something extrememly frivolous though..but I dun regret it coz its great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Victoria Secret's Body mist,$22.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sweet Daydream:Juicy apple,raspberry and vanilla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bought it online,and although $22 is rather steep..BodyShop's scents are priced about there as well..I think.Whatever it is,its FABULOUS.I've got a fetish for scents,its practically an art to have different tones in one fragrance.For this one,at the first spritz you'd sniff topnotes of the sharpness of apple(smells like green apple).After awhile,the midtones of raspberry will come out.And the final scent that stays on for a long period of time would be vanilla-ish infused with berries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How I digress!After that,there was an annoucement made that&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Minyi&lt;/span&gt; was gonna sing!Her voice is absolutely beautiful,very rich and full bodied..and its great how she's actively using her gift and remaining humble and down to earth.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Minyi &lt;/span&gt;sang a couple of songs,and&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Kevin&lt;/span&gt; was one the guitar.Haha,the crazy guy shave off a portion of his hair(near his ear) in a shape of a cross.I suppose when you'll be enlisting soon..its the best time to do crayz stuff like that.All the Youthphorians gathered in the front to listen to her sing,and she totally wow-ed the crowd.Hehe.Throughout her songs,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Junming&lt;/span&gt; spied a young boy(probably upper primary or lower sec) recording a video of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Minyi &lt;/span&gt;singing!Zooming in and out on her face as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lol,after the act we were joking around saying that she's got a avid fan that is &lt;strong&gt;slightly stalker-ish.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gabriel,Ray,Shuzhun and I&lt;/span&gt; went to the haunted house.I thought I'd be rather freaked out,but surprisingly..its was sadly,disappointing.Originally when some of the actors and actoresses came out,I thought their makeup was quite good.However,it was sad that inside it was so dark that I couldn't see anything!!So I blindly clung on to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ray&lt;/span&gt; while he tried to figure the way out.Haha.The recorded screams played were alittle too shrill.Ironically enough,since it was so dark that I couldn't see anything..I wasn't afraid of the little dressed up ghouls.Although they were howling and clawing at us.One ghoul even groped my backside(lol!),don't think it was intentional though.I was alittle squirmish when a guy dressed in black started leaning super slow and started growling and breathing heavily into my ear.I just cringed against&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Ray&lt;/span&gt; and tried to push him forward,urging him to walk faster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After we came out,I waited,and waited,and waited for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shuzhun and gabriel&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After wad seemed like an hour,they finally came out.Turned out that the haunted house triggered memories of the Fright Night&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Shuzhun&lt;/span&gt; had in her NUS science freshmen camp..so she was terribly freaked by the haunted house.Felt bad suggesting for her to go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The whole funfair had a lucky draw with prizes such as TV,toaster..loads of other cool,'big' stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sad thing was,when they picked the no.s out of the box..not many pple came to pick up the prizes!:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I guess most of the people which those serial no.s have already gone back home,and thus wasn't able to collect the prize.Super saddening!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had a great time in FMS's funfair!Next would be...&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;chapelton!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-1797991133496864342?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/1797991133496864342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=1797991133496864342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/1797991133496864342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/1797991133496864342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2008/07/fmss-funfair.html' title='fmss funfair'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-1723273980740240116</id><published>2008-06-18T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T21:29:33.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Church camp</title><content type='html'>On the 7-10th June,we went to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lanjut golden beach resort in Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;!!The place wasn't a 5star hotel or anything,but it was acceptable.The pool was green,the chalets had quite abit of insects and were kinda rickety and rundown,the food wasn't great..But the staff tried their best to accomodate to us and were really nice..But I guess,the point is not the room itself and the facilities eh?Coz we're there to have fellowship and games,as well as to worship and learn together!!None of us had tummy upsets or severely injured anyways.The most serious was juz &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rufus&lt;/span&gt; falling through the drain after swimming,and had to have afew stitches..but in the end he was ok:)&lt;br /&gt;Haha,congrats&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; rufus!!&lt;/span&gt;I guess everybody knew about the romantic story about him going to Europe and proposing to&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Gracia&lt;/span&gt;,so at the last nite of the camp the words,"Congrats &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rufus&lt;/span&gt;!!She said YES!!!" was flashed on powerpoint in the hall!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj80zJ065I/AAAAAAAAAPw/Njt7JI1kYWc/s1600-h/misc+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213194552696171410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj80zJ065I/AAAAAAAAAPw/Njt7JI1kYWc/s320/misc+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Diana,Shuzhun and I&lt;/span&gt; having breakfast al fresco!Not really,coz there's a roof above our heads..but its still open air!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj8iOi2_lI/AAAAAAAAAPo/EFhKHiWK544/s1600-h/misc+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213194233631407698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj8iOi2_lI/AAAAAAAAAPo/EFhKHiWK544/s320/misc+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Joanne Goh,Diana,Shuzhun and I&lt;/span&gt;..at the living room in our chalet.Its really not that bad,although its really drab and dark..One of the guy's rooms are alot of mosquitos and Aaron turned up for breakfast one morning with his neck covered in mosquito bites..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj8NPKjLhI/AAAAAAAAAPg/mi8II3HHpiI/s1600-h/misc+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213193873020628498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj8NPKjLhI/AAAAAAAAAPg/mi8II3HHpiI/s320/misc+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Photowhoring during one of the breaks in the middle of the sessions..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diana,JunMing and I&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj7vPmN0uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/LN1f74mrEzA/s1600-h/misc+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213193357740593890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj7vPmN0uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/LN1f74mrEzA/s320/misc+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Awww!!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joanne Goh and Shuzhun&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj7cnDjgwI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Ph0jSikk80s/s1600-h/misc+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213193037620151042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj7cnDjgwI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Ph0jSikk80s/s320/misc+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shuzhun&lt;/span&gt; ruffling my hair and&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Junming's&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj7F6tbqgI/AAAAAAAAAPI/mylsZ8c396o/s1600-h/misc+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213192647759079938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj7F6tbqgI/AAAAAAAAAPI/mylsZ8c396o/s320/misc+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diana and I&lt;/span&gt; went to take a walk at the beach in Lanjut in the mornings..and I saw a large crab scurrying around!:) very cute,the way they walk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj6mjUefRI/AAAAAAAAAPA/AGEERZOpOqc/s1600-h/misc+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213192108904447250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj6mjUefRI/AAAAAAAAAPA/AGEERZOpOqc/s320/misc+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Starfish!!So pretty,I wished I could take them back..but it'll kill them in the process,as they'll dry out.So I didn't want it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj6VmFFh5I/AAAAAAAAAO4/kOg5MdNXosQ/s1600-h/misc+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213191817587427218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj6VmFFh5I/AAAAAAAAAO4/kOg5MdNXosQ/s320/misc+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the morning there'll be loads of starfishes scattered all over the shore,as it was low tide..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the starfishes,they're so cute!They'll be camoflaged like this..so you've gotta look carefully on the ground if you want to spot them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj6DMWr_1I/AAAAAAAAAOw/shPcBFtCcl8/s1600-h/misc+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213191501444284242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj6DMWr_1I/AAAAAAAAAOw/shPcBFtCcl8/s320/misc+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Their white undersides can only been seen when you overturn them..and you can see the wiggly feelers moving around.:) very cute.Looks alittle like worms though..haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw loads of hermit crabs as well,but they were too tiny too be captured properly on the camera.The poor lower starfish had a leg chopped off,but it'll grow back in afew days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj5tqxuT6I/AAAAAAAAAOo/fEo_iiKXQi0/s1600-h/misc+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213191131653623714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj5tqxuT6I/AAAAAAAAAOo/fEo_iiKXQi0/s320/misc+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We stayed in this chalet with was slightly raised from the ground,and totally made out of wood.We got quite a rude shock at first when we entered as it was very rundown and rickety,and the floorboards and doors seemed as if they could juz fall apart if we handled them to roughly..little creepy crawlies and cockroaches were romping around the chalet,we got the hotel staff to spray our room with pesticide every nite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj5Sy2NZhI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_OVSU126-0k/s1600-h/misc+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213190669963453970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj5Sy2NZhI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_OVSU126-0k/s320/misc+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Shuzhun and I&lt;/span&gt; in our deary little wooden chalet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj5DGSB5mI/AAAAAAAAAOY/haGRqPNR0wE/s1600-h/misc+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213190400302507618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj5DGSB5mI/AAAAAAAAAOY/haGRqPNR0wE/s320/misc+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Diana and I&lt;/span&gt;!!:D how many years has it been??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; diana's&lt;/span&gt; super funny,after bath she prance out of the bathroom and skip towards us saying..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Don't I smell like strawberries now??"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; coz she brought her much loved strawberry Body Shop body mist to the camp.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj4aojecXI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Z-da4jsK7nQ/s1600-h/misc+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213189705127850354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj4aojecXI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Z-da4jsK7nQ/s320/misc+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joanne(Goh) and I&lt;/span&gt;,one of the greatest frens I've had(along with my dear &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diana&lt;/span&gt;)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How many years has it been?:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj4HWaSIoI/AAAAAAAAAOI/2lMIl-HazfU/s1600-h/misc+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213189373839942274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj4HWaSIoI/AAAAAAAAAOI/2lMIl-HazfU/s320/misc+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diana,me,Joanne(Goh) and Joanne(Huang).&lt;/span&gt;This is the hall that we usually have our sermons and talks in.&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Glenn Lim&lt;/span&gt; was our guest speaker..and some of us had this Networking talk to discover our spiritual gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj3sF-IgaI/AAAAAAAAAOA/74bfJe-gPwo/s1600-h/misc+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213188905570435490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj3sF-IgaI/AAAAAAAAAOA/74bfJe-gPwo/s320/misc+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joanne&lt;/span&gt; after 1 too many cups of&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj3ZuAPTmI/AAAAAAAAAN4/8gkp_gyUbT0/s1600-h/misc+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213188589899173474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj3ZuAPTmI/AAAAAAAAAN4/8gkp_gyUbT0/s320/misc+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diana and I&lt;/span&gt; making a pig face &gt;.&lt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj2wlEF3XI/AAAAAAAAANw/oiVtx84CSkA/s1600-h/misc+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213187883124776306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj2wlEF3XI/AAAAAAAAANw/oiVtx84CSkA/s320/misc+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Mark Woon and I&lt;/span&gt;. Every morning we'll have breakfast buffet at this open air cafe..&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shuzhun&lt;/span&gt; was alittle picky with the food,coz the food wasn't very good and certain stuff weren't fresh.but still,it was ok i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During breakfast &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mark&lt;/span&gt; pulled out this huge leather duffel bag roughly stitched up with zippers lining the sides.I was super shocked when he said that he MADE IT!!so cool lah. I dun know may pple who are able to do such craftwork..I can only draw,but not great in the craftsmanship side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj2WITmDnI/AAAAAAAAANo/XFUaf66jIrI/s1600-h/misc+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213187428728573554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj2WITmDnI/AAAAAAAAANo/XFUaf66jIrI/s320/misc+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Shuzhun,Mark Woon and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj2CdJhisI/AAAAAAAAANg/GwsqCdTIO7Y/s1600-h/misc+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213187090726095554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj2CdJhisI/AAAAAAAAANg/GwsqCdTIO7Y/s320/misc+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha,I thought this teeshirt that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daniel&lt;/span&gt; was wearing is quite cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"CHEER UP EMO KID"!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daniel&lt;/span&gt; is like,the most un-emo person ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj1xPgKRFI/AAAAAAAAANY/QvojfuTzkFo/s1600-h/misc+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213186795005166674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj1xPgKRFI/AAAAAAAAANY/QvojfuTzkFo/s320/misc+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daniel&lt;/span&gt; acting emo,trying to slice his wrist with the fork.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it was a great camp,close to nature..and we had a great time learning together,discovering our spiritual gifts,playing games,having breakfasts and spending time together:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the camp I didn't wear my usual eyeliner..think I look alittle different without it..although &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shuzhun&lt;/span&gt; said that I still look the same..:p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a totally unrelated topic,I painted my nails a sparkly deep red..and I love the colour!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Face shop has great nail colours:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't blogged about my fabulous tioman trip..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or given the account of the amount of apparel I own..wanna see if I really do have alot of clothes or not.Can't be as much as Xiaxue's right??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-1723273980740240116?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/1723273980740240116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=1723273980740240116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/1723273980740240116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/1723273980740240116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2008/06/church-camp.html' title='Church camp'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFj80zJ065I/AAAAAAAAAPw/Njt7JI1kYWc/s72-c/misc+073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-8798704112730008781</id><published>2008-06-18T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T19:37:30.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruit cake</title><content type='html'>Haha,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gabriel&lt;/span&gt;'s house is becoming a base for all our baking projects for people's birthdays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were intending to bake cupcakes for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diana&lt;/span&gt;'s birthday..but after awhile we decided to make fruitcake coz &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diana&lt;/span&gt; likes fruits..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we used&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Gab's mom's&lt;/span&gt; fruitcake recipe..She loves to bake,so we were quite confident with the turn out of the cake..:) I never really enjoyed baking..much prefered eating the baked good instead!But after the few baking projects we've had,I'm really enjoying baking!^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFjQGRFhFvI/AAAAAAAAANQ/yrKMd7y90B8/s1600-h/misc+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213145374765684466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFjQGRFhFvI/AAAAAAAAANQ/yrKMd7y90B8/s320/misc+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Scooping out the yummy rum laced batter into 2 pans.One for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diana&lt;/span&gt; and another for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFjPv_iPP1I/AAAAAAAAANI/49xyvGUwZlY/s1600-h/misc+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213144992097189714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFjPv_iPP1I/AAAAAAAAANI/49xyvGUwZlY/s320/misc+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What does it mean when someone calls you a fruitcake?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It means you're NUTS. I'm serious:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFjPZUnHB7I/AAAAAAAAANA/pFY5GQcNg5w/s1600-h/misc+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213144602617776050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFjPZUnHB7I/AAAAAAAAANA/pFY5GQcNg5w/s320/misc+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And its all done,it smelled really good and tasted even better than commerical fruitcakes coz its freshly baked and had tons of sultanas(I think thats wad its called) inside. ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy birthday &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;diana!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-8798704112730008781?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/8798704112730008781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=8798704112730008781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/8798704112730008781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/8798704112730008781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2008/06/fruit-cake.html' title='Fruit cake'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SFjQGRFhFvI/AAAAAAAAANQ/yrKMd7y90B8/s72-c/misc+095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-3985940671195190606</id><published>2008-05-19T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T13:38:46.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>issac's bday,hazel's pics.</title><content type='html'>Haha I haven't updated for a long time so heres a whole lot of very random photos..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDGDxXkciBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qLIvcNKueXo/s1600-h/misc+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202083928753342482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDGDxXkciBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qLIvcNKueXo/s320/misc+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pictures of my adorable little hazel!She's 4years old now:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202083550796220418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDGDbXkciAI/AAAAAAAAAKg/xNPXBz1FfLc/s320/misc+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She's a natural in the art of cuteness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDGCJ3kch-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/oOjKkYfPz6o/s1600-h/misc+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202082150636881890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDGCJ3kch-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/oOjKkYfPz6o/s320/misc+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What long whiskers she has:)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDGC53kch_I/AAAAAAAAAKY/cXTH-dglOAg/s1600-h/DSC00997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202082975270602738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDGC53kch_I/AAAAAAAAAKY/cXTH-dglOAg/s320/DSC00997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Issac&lt;/span&gt; and I at plaza sing's Manhattan Fish market..the fish and chips there is really good!Took him there for a dinner treat for his 20th birthday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-3985940671195190606?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/3985940671195190606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=3985940671195190606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/3985940671195190606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/3985940671195190606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2008/05/issacs-bdayhazels-pics.html' title='issac&apos;s bday,hazel&apos;s pics.'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDGDxXkciBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qLIvcNKueXo/s72-c/misc+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-6881929483556592883</id><published>2008-05-19T21:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T13:42:42.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joyce's bday,kenneths enlistment,jaime's cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF_gHkch9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/XkVoQd6tEX0/s1600-h/misc+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202079234354087890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF_gHkch9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/XkVoQd6tEX0/s320/misc+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Xiang Xiang,Joyce,me,Derrick,JQ..and Mark &lt;/span&gt;at the back.We went to Serene centre's island creamery to celebrate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joyce's&lt;/span&gt; bday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF-8Hkch8I/AAAAAAAAAKA/z8_7LyBAoSk/s1600-h/misc+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202078615878797250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF-8Hkch8I/AAAAAAAAAKA/z8_7LyBAoSk/s320/misc+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Kenneth&lt;/span&gt; and the rest at Dover coffee shop..hahas,he'll miss the fish meat noodle(directly translated from chinese) there once he goes off to army and all he eats is veggies,rice and chicken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF-iHkch7I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ot6Rv-DZ26o/s1600-h/blogshop+281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202078169202198450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF-iHkch7I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ot6Rv-DZ26o/s320/blogshop+281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hahas,must take photo with his IC before the army seizes it! And he's no longer a civilian!As well as the last pic before he's goes get the typical army buzz cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF9-3kch6I/AAAAAAAAAJw/-bA1c3KUIXU/s1600-h/misc+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202077563611809698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF9-3kch6I/AAAAAAAAAJw/-bA1c3KUIXU/s320/misc+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gabriel and Kenneth&lt;/span&gt;(on the bus to the jetty..)&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel,Yuming and I accompanied his dad and him to tekong..:) to have a grand tour of the place,which is seriously quite nice,as well as to witness the swearing in ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF9h3kch5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/lBhQyEEK4k8/s1600-h/misc+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202077065395603346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF9h3kch5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/lBhQyEEK4k8/s320/misc+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Yuming&lt;/span&gt; and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF9KXkch4I/AAAAAAAAAJg/Qm8KOJ_4xgA/s1600-h/misc+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202076661668677506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF9KXkch4I/AAAAAAAAAJg/Qm8KOJ_4xgA/s320/misc+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yuming,me and gabriel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF8knkch3I/AAAAAAAAAJY/INkwnEWkexw/s1600-h/misc+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202076013128615794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF8knkch3I/AAAAAAAAAJY/INkwnEWkexw/s320/misc+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Kenneth&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yuming &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(the boat we took was super nice!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF8JHkch2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/X9h-sBxa3HI/s1600-h/misc+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202075540682213218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF8JHkch2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/X9h-sBxa3HI/s320/misc+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The proud dad(former officer!!) and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kenneth&lt;/span&gt;,before he entered army:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF6onkch1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Gzwbu-VkQtg/s1600-h/misc+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202073882824836946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF6onkch1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Gzwbu-VkQtg/s320/misc+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nutrious tekong food:) seriously its not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF6QXkch0I/AAAAAAAAAJA/QWu2wARUpTU/s1600-h/misc+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202073466213009218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF6QXkch0I/AAAAAAAAAJA/QWu2wARUpTU/s320/misc+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy 22nd birthday &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jaime&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!! Afew of us decided to go to Gab's house to bake cookies for Jaime's 22nd birthday:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF5sHkchzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/zbMe4P2L_Y4/s1600-h/blogshop+282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202072843442751282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF5sHkchzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/zbMe4P2L_Y4/s320/blogshop+282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chocolate chip and macademia nuts!!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jaime&lt;/span&gt; said it looked and tasted like Famous amos.Hahas,I dunno whether she was exaggerating,but we used&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Gabriel's mom's&lt;/span&gt; recipe(who bakes really often) and had &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ben&lt;/span&gt; to help us...and the cookies tasted really good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-6881929483556592883?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/6881929483556592883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=6881929483556592883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/6881929483556592883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/6881929483556592883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2008/05/joyces-bdaykenneths-enlistmentjaimes.html' title='joyce&apos;s bday,kenneths enlistment,jaime&apos;s cookies'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF_gHkch9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/XkVoQd6tEX0/s72-c/misc+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-3026656300979639010</id><published>2008-05-19T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:57:33.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF1I3kchyI/AAAAAAAAAIw/oeKgIDbLAtM/s1600-h/Rock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202067839805851426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF1I3kchyI/AAAAAAAAAIw/oeKgIDbLAtM/s320/Rock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In april I went with&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; GuanHao&lt;/span&gt; to watch...the We Will Rock You concert!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas,I remember in Year 1 he introduced loads of oldies songs to me..and sparked off my fanscination with Queen!However,he always preferred the more traditional oldies songs..:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so great talking to&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; guanhao&lt;/span&gt; again..and we caught up about wads been happening the past year.I updated him about the happenings in our lecture group..my crazy schedule.Right now the BLT pple are having attachment..and they're all attached to,polyclinics!!So he was telling me about the urine tests he's gotta handle.Hahas.However,he updated me about the situation with my former classmates that have goneto BLT..and we spent most of the time discussing how things were last time.And how united our class was.Things juz seemed to change as time passed.&lt;br /&gt;He took out our class photos which he kept in his wallet,the one that we took in our very first class chalet.Haiz,those were the times.He said he kept it there to remind him of our original class..how united we once were.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..the concert was nice!We got the student's price,$50..and its really worth it considering we got the centre,prime seats!!!&lt;br /&gt;The plot of the musical wasn't that good..kinda weird.But the stage production(lighting,sound) and the song renditions were fantastic!!The actors and actresses voices were really powerful and they did a great job of the different song renditions by Queen.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel something,who played the main character Galileo..is really hot*giggles*ahahas&lt;br /&gt;He was one of the finalists in the show Rockstar INXS..so yeps.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-3026656300979639010?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/3026656300979639010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=3026656300979639010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/3026656300979639010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/3026656300979639010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2008/05/queen.html' title='Queen'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDF1I3kchyI/AAAAAAAAAIw/oeKgIDbLAtM/s72-c/Rock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-8807752619997900490</id><published>2008-05-19T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T20:33:14.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break free</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDFy9nkchxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/LFrxWwQsCvc/s1600-h/misc+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202065447509067538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDFy9nkchxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/LFrxWwQsCvc/s320/misc+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "God knows I want to break free.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-lyrics from Break Free,Queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-8807752619997900490?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/8807752619997900490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=8807752619997900490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/8807752619997900490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/8807752619997900490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2008/05/break-free.html' title='Break free'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/SDFy9nkchxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/LFrxWwQsCvc/s72-c/misc+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-6406781228848607941</id><published>2008-05-08T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T14:00:03.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reflections</title><content type='html'>Wow,its as if I've abandoned my blog..&lt;br /&gt;Afew years ago,I updated it regularly.Using it as a outlet to pen out lamentations,and ramblings that only I understood the full length of.&lt;br /&gt;But somewhere along the way,I stopped.Perhaps I got too busy.&lt;br /&gt;3 years have past since then,I left a world I took for granted behind.&lt;br /&gt;3 years ago,I grumbled whenever I had to pick up a pen to scribble down notes..analyse passages,poems and write pages of essays.I took for granted my pencils,coloured pencils and paints.I dreaded painting,and perpective drawing was a chore.&lt;br /&gt;How I miss those days,and crave to write and draw again.&lt;br /&gt;My days are filled with chemical structures,terms and foreign words.The only drawings I do is of bacteria and the drosphila melogaster..also known as the fruit fly.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow along the way,I lost myself.&lt;br /&gt;Now I hold on to those ratty old literature notes,books,paintbrushes and acrylics.Looseleaf sketches I drew in the past and didn't put my whole heart into.Back then I never expected that those would jerk tears whenever I dig them out from the pile of papers I've long forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;Digging up the grave of a life I've long forgotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-6406781228848607941?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/6406781228848607941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=6406781228848607941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/6406781228848607941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/6406781228848607941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2008/05/reflections.html' title='reflections'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-2871323701085720701</id><published>2008-03-29T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T23:24:15.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pending</title><content type='html'>One sat after Youthalpha,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ben,Gabriel,Shuzhun and I&lt;/span&gt; went over to Vivo to buy the remaining stuff for our..*shhh*top secret project.Lol,it doesn't reallt matter anyways coz I dun think she reads my blog.lol!Anyways,after getting the items..we had dinner in some chinese restuarant.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-0KWxbr4eI/AAAAAAAAAHo/RbG4TjlGcvU/s1600-h/misc+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182810132516168162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-0KWxbr4eI/AAAAAAAAAHo/RbG4TjlGcvU/s320/misc+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shuzhun and Gabriel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-0JZBbr4dI/AAAAAAAAAHg/dkD-llHOUmU/s1600-h/misc+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182809071659246034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-0JZBbr4dI/AAAAAAAAAHg/dkD-llHOUmU/s320/misc+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Ben and I&lt;/span&gt; (my eyes are like,super small in this pic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-0I6Bbr4cI/AAAAAAAAAHY/HZfpOIuike4/s1600-h/misc+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182808539083301314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-0I6Bbr4cI/AAAAAAAAAHY/HZfpOIuike4/s320/misc+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Food!Forgot wads the name of the place we had dinner in..But I tried my FIRST EVER,xiao long bao.I've been wanting to try xiao long bao for a long time coz everybody told me that its really tastey and interesting coz its got the broth in it.I took a picture of my very FIRST xiaolongbao..but i'm too lazy to upload it.Wahaha.Anyways,the xiaolongbao I had in this place happened to be a PORK one.And I dun really fancy the taste of pork..It was not bad,but I didn't totally LOVE IT.But later I heard that there's also beef xiaolongbaos,and I'd probably like that loads better.But the pork xiao long bao was not bad,which is quite good coming from a person who doesn't fancy the taste of pork.But its super cute though!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ben &lt;/span&gt;shown me how to carefully pick it up and put it on my spoon(looks like a cute little balloon!!!),nibble a hole and suck out the broth.So fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-0IWRbr4bI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Cb2gnLJNmxY/s1600-h/misc+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182807924902977970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-0IWRbr4bI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Cb2gnLJNmxY/s320/misc+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ah we all have our own embarassing moments.19 years old and still fancying kiddy rides.In vivo,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shuzhun&lt;/span&gt; kept trying on all the kiddy rides outside Giant and having us snigger in amusement while she happily crawls into the little seats.I tried too!Felt like godzilla when I was trying to ease myself into the tiny little seats or cabins.This is us outside the Dinosaur themed car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inspired by the entry xiaxue put up not long ago..I'm going to count the no. of clothing,accessory,bag and shoes that I have.The ones that I wearable..hahas there are still some which I haven't given to salvation army.I wonder if I have enough to set up a whole departmental store..perhaps not since I always feel like I dun have enough wearable clothes.But then again,every girl feels that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-2871323701085720701?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/2871323701085720701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=2871323701085720701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/2871323701085720701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/2871323701085720701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2008/03/pending.html' title='pending'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-0KWxbr4eI/AAAAAAAAAHo/RbG4TjlGcvU/s72-c/misc+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-7367074287339689947</id><published>2008-03-23T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T23:46:33.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So what.</title><content type='html'>Over the years Tyra Banks has gained alot weight,and is now reportedly 161pounds.As a result she received tons of critism from magazines,and became literally the butt of every joke..&lt;br /&gt;I've really gained respect for her since I've started watching the Tyra Banks show and America's Next top model.. And its cool how a international supermodel can still be so down to earth and candid.Being not afraid to be silly or appear on TV without her makeup on..&lt;br /&gt;And when she went up to 161pounds,many celebs would lie about their weight but she chose to report her true weight to People's magazine,and started the "So what?" campaign..Being an inspiration to all women,and spurring them on to love their bodies.Many of us suffer from low self esteem,especially women and its terrible how society expects certain standards of women.Its saddening how the media and the world portrays the certain ideals of being beautiful and women(and men) conform to it..&lt;br /&gt;How many of us,women would dare to declare our real weight to our friends..let alone on tv or magazines?Not many.I myself stuggle with loads of low self esteem issues,there were many times in the past where are was always jeered at,or put down as I wasn't as pretty,tall,slim as whomever.&lt;br /&gt;Thought it was really interesting how the "So What" campaign inspired so many females to give up their unhealthy obsessions with their flaws..And its astounding how so many beautiful women are crippled by their low self esteem.Some which I really dun understand why as they're not fat at all!&lt;br /&gt;Dawn's So Whats&lt;br /&gt;1.So what if I take 4 years to complete my diploma.&lt;br /&gt;2.So what if I'm alittle chunky.&lt;br /&gt;3.So what if I'm 1.54m tall and a 100 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;4.So what if I'm not as pretty as the girl next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO WHAT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-7367074287339689947?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/7367074287339689947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=7367074287339689947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/7367074287339689947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/7367074287339689947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-what.html' title='So what.'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-2277033485737505491</id><published>2008-03-23T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T23:14:49.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben and Jerry's.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-UfNhbr4aI/AAAAAAAAAHI/fzeokCt-H6Y/s1600-h/group+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180581263532876194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-UfNhbr4aI/AAAAAAAAAHI/fzeokCt-H6Y/s320/group+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm wondering why the pics are so oddly sized.Some are big and some are really tiny.Weird.Got the pics from &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;abby&lt;/span&gt;.Anyways..As usual,this is a really outdated post.But after church one sunday..&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gabriel,Ben,Joel Tan,Kenneth,Abby,Shuzhun,Me and Yuming &lt;/span&gt;went to Cathay's Ben and Jerry's to have ice cream!Was intending to watch Juno,but the tickets were sold out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-Ue_Bbr4YI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YvF8xoTX5dY/s1600-h/BandJs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180581014424772994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-Ue_Bbr4YI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YvF8xoTX5dY/s320/BandJs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We ordered a Merlionster.Which was 9 scoops of ice cream(I think) and a whole lot of toppings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-Ueyxbr4XI/AAAAAAAAAGw/oyuOdzzq9Pw/s1600-h/gone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180580803971375474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-Ueyxbr4XI/AAAAAAAAAGw/oyuOdzzq9Pw/s320/gone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cookie dough,Chunky monkey,Cherry Gracia,Blackberry frozen yoghurt,pineapple sorbet,Pfish food and goodness knows wad.Hahas,we couldn't really distinguish the different flavors after awhile,but oh well it tasted good anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-UeqBbr4WI/AAAAAAAAAGo/9_eGmGyy7s8/s1600-h/kawaii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180580653647520098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-UeqBbr4WI/AAAAAAAAAGo/9_eGmGyy7s8/s320/kawaii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1,2,3,4!!Hahas,feeling oh so high after ice cream..(&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ShuZhun,me,Yuming,and Ben&lt;/span&gt; at the top)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-UeeBbr4VI/AAAAAAAAAGg/MbM1FLa_yTM/s1600-h/theguys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180580447489089874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-UeeBbr4VI/AAAAAAAAAGg/MbM1FLa_yTM/s320/theguys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guys&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.Joel,Kenneth,Abby,Gabriel and Ben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-UeXRbr4UI/AAAAAAAAAGY/brmKPynRZlI/s1600-h/trio1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180580331524972866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-UeXRbr4UI/AAAAAAAAAGY/brmKPynRZlI/s320/trio1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ShuZhun,Yuming and I&lt;/span&gt; kept taking pictures throughout the time in Ben and Jerry's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-UeRBbr4TI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/8fO_sLdTpcA/s1600-h/trio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180580224150790450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-UeRBbr4TI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/8fO_sLdTpcA/s320/trio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeps,thats us again:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-UeKBbr4SI/AAAAAAAAAGI/QNeCdsOTlRs/s1600-h/yuming+and+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180580103891706146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-UeKBbr4SI/AAAAAAAAAGI/QNeCdsOTlRs/s320/yuming+and+I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yu Ming and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Church camp is coming soon,and the early bird registeration is ending in end of March..which is *gasp* not very long more!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ShuZhun,Yuming,Jo Huang,Jo Goh,Diana and I &lt;/span&gt;are intending to share the 6 people chalet..But we're waiting for the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joannes and Diana&lt;/span&gt; to confirm their leave..I hope we can all bunk in together.It'll be super fun,like a mass sleepover:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-2277033485737505491?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/2277033485737505491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=2277033485737505491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/2277033485737505491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/2277033485737505491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2008/03/ben-and-jerrys.html' title='Ben and Jerry&apos;s.'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R-UfNhbr4aI/AAAAAAAAAHI/fzeokCt-H6Y/s72-c/group+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-8584876785160972116</id><published>2008-03-01T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T23:37:47.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lester's sendoff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R8glDbfpkDI/AAAAAAAAAF0/60wz6cZMj0E/s1600-h/misc+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172424912885354546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R8glDbfpkDI/AAAAAAAAAF0/60wz6cZMj0E/s320/misc+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More pics on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lester's&lt;/span&gt; sendoff.Our dear pcg came to see him off!Most of us are here,except for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Abraham&lt;/span&gt; which hasn't arrived yet.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Woeixi and I,Yuming,Diana,Junming,Lester,Kenneth and Andrew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R8gj37fpkCI/AAAAAAAAAFs/GBLUrO0sUmA/s1600-h/misc+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172423615805231138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R8gj37fpkCI/AAAAAAAAAFs/GBLUrO0sUmA/s320/misc+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Diana,JunMing,me,Kenneth and lester &lt;/span&gt;have been in the same pcg for several years.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lester&lt;/span&gt;'s one of our pcg leaders,along with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jaime&lt;/span&gt;:).Its kinda sad to see &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lester&lt;/span&gt; go off to Canada for so long.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Henry &lt;/span&gt;came to see him off too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R8gjRbfpkBI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ACnTCpeawe4/s1600-h/misc+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172422954380267538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R8gjRbfpkBI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ACnTCpeawe4/s320/misc+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diana&lt;/span&gt;(looking very stylish there!),&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me,Lester,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Junming,Henry,Kenneth,Abraham and Yuming!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got pics from &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Deb Tan's&lt;/span&gt; bday tea party!It was eons ago,but I'll post it up when I have time:) Psst,it wasn't really a tea party.More of dinner party coz we had dinner but for appetitizers we had cookies on really pretty english plates and utensils:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-8584876785160972116?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/8584876785160972116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=8584876785160972116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/8584876785160972116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/8584876785160972116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2008/02/lesters-sendoff.html' title='Lester&apos;s sendoff'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R8glDbfpkDI/AAAAAAAAAF0/60wz6cZMj0E/s72-c/misc+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-6631449771421146687</id><published>2008-03-01T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T23:14:38.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back after a long time..</title><content type='html'>Hahas,I realised I haven't updated my personal blog in a long time.Haven't gotten the chance too,as well as too lazy to update..Its not the lack of material to update.I've been to China(Yunnan,Kuming) for community service trip early last year..And I've had 2 youth camps(06 and 07) which I meant to update but never did.Lols!Nvm,its such a long time ago.:)&lt;br /&gt;*reminder to self:back all the pics up onto an external harddrive&lt;br /&gt;*reminder to self again:Get a external hard drive.&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm rather careful with my laptop,knowing how technology and I are always at loggerheads with each other,I shouldn't take my chances.&lt;br /&gt;Recently,I've had several pple fly overseas.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lester&lt;/span&gt; went to Canada for an exchange programme for a semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Woeixi &lt;/span&gt;has gone down under to study,University of Syndey.The 19/20 year old guys are going to army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R8geY7fpkAI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6HA6Bnx2jzg/s1600-h/our+pcg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172417585671147522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R8geY7fpkAI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6HA6Bnx2jzg/s320/our+pcg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was the pic taken when we saw &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lester&lt;/span&gt; off:)&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Woeixi&lt;/span&gt; hasn't sent us the pics we taken when we sent her off yet..at like,7.30am in the morning!!! ^_^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its the end of the school year,and most of my coursemates are already off on attachment,or busying themselves with the final year project.Which is what I'm supposed to be doing as well,except that I've been extended by a sem-a year.And I juz dun wanna think about it..feeling very lonely.But perhaps,God has a plan for me..and intends for me to face my dreaded modules and go through my course properly and thoroughly,although I know right now that I wouldn't be pursuing medical sciences as a degree in future.Its been fun and really enjoyable learning about virus,bacteria,antibiotics..etc.etc.But jeez,its the chemistry I totally can't handle.And maths.Lol.Oh well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I remember there was this exercise on Oprah Winfrey..called the "so what.." exercise,or something like that.Its supposed to build self esteem.So it goes something like,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"So what if I'm a size 14?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"So what if I weight 140 pounds?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok,I'm not sure how much 140pounds is,but I weight 100 pounds and am a size 6(or rather,S).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"So what if I take 4 years to complete my diploma?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-6631449771421146687?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/6631449771421146687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=6631449771421146687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/6631449771421146687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/6631449771421146687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-after-long-time.html' title='back after a long time..'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/R8geY7fpkAI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6HA6Bnx2jzg/s72-c/our+pcg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-1709779080457839429</id><published>2007-09-27T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T23:03:53.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not meant to be here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rvpr8lPWvhI/AAAAAAAAAFI/sh5PsTvPGDw/s1600-h/misc+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114519015365459474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rvpr8lPWvhI/AAAAAAAAAFI/sh5PsTvPGDw/s320/misc+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Was stressed today so I decided to scribble out another piece of erm,can I ever coin my drawings as artpieces?hehes,I dun think I'm good enough..&lt;br /&gt;During lectures and amongst all my scribblings,I would often doodle on my pages.lols,I think I'm one of the very rare few in LSCT that doodles like this on almost every page.Its a form of destressing.And in certain areas that I particularly dun understand and in my air of emo-ness,I'll write "I'm not meant to be here"..or "I dun belong here"&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to draw the whole thing out..hehes.&lt;br /&gt;Its got nothing to do with my current situation.But this is how I feel everytime I attend a class..&lt;br /&gt;Funny how I decided to take up such a course when I knew I was so sorely uninclined to.Wads the use in graduating from a course that is very lucrative in the future when you're not good at it?&lt;br /&gt;Keep being reminded of&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; YiJia and her other frens&lt;/span&gt;..they were my seniors in NP,studied Biotech.I presume all of them did fairly well..and I know &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amanda&lt;/span&gt; did well enough to be able to do her attachment in the US.Still,where are they now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YiJia's&lt;/span&gt; going to study culinary skills..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amanda's&lt;/span&gt; studying tourism..&lt;br /&gt;Some others are going into Business.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YiJia&lt;/span&gt; said it took 3 years for them to figure out that the Life science industry is not for them..&lt;br /&gt;I'm definately not staying either.Interesting as my course is,I juz can't do it.I'm not meant to be here and I can't get in touch with the analytical part of me.I was never meant to be a lifescience student and pls dun call me one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-1709779080457839429?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/1709779080457839429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=1709779080457839429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/1709779080457839429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/1709779080457839429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-not-meant-to-be-here.html' title='I&apos;m not meant to be here.'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rvpr8lPWvhI/AAAAAAAAAFI/sh5PsTvPGDw/s72-c/misc+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-7950331399261997339</id><published>2007-09-01T07:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T16:02:37.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/RtfGLB7-2DI/AAAAAAAAAFA/aR-w4OQc84k/s1600-h/misc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104766595448625202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/RtfGLB7-2DI/AAAAAAAAAFA/aR-w4OQc84k/s320/misc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Cut me some slack,its been a long time since I've drawn something and I can't remember the last time I did a drawing(sketches and doodling of floral designs dun count) with shading and all..think the last time I draw something nice was for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yuming's bday&lt;/span&gt;,and it was more than 6months ago..And since i've entered a science course,which the only stuff I have to draw is the GLC's injector,or the structure of filamentous fungi or something like that..my skills(although,I am too modest to call them skills..I dun think I'm good enough&gt;.&lt;) has slowly ebbed away through the years.Thus,the not very nice drawing to see in front of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I haven't had the urge to actually start drawing for a long time..but recently a certain event has prompted me to vent my fustrations on pen and paper once again.Not in writing or poetry but the simplest way I knew how..drawing.Although I slightly ashamed by the results.Ah wells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The past I can't escape,the cycle I tried to break.History always seems to repeat itself..and although I try to change it,its so uncanny how it always turns out the same.And I'm sick and tired of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Although I've changed,people juz can't seem to forget the person I was,that left the lasting impression on them...maybe 10 years ago..or 2,or maybe 4 years.Why can't you let it go?These claims you make were unjustified,as I can't even remember it.It was 10 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I've read somewhere,that when convicts are released from prison,those who intend to start anew would apply for jobs,wadevas.But as they see people discriminating against them,wary of their every move.And those family and close frens who act strange around them,unable to forget the mistake he/she has done in the past.All these actually causes the reformed convict to go back to his/her old ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Juz an example.I dunno why the yellow ribbon project juz suddenly popped into my mind..I have no intentions of going back.Wads saddening is that I beileved that they were true,and were friends.Now..I juz don't know.Thanks for acting like you cared.I actually thought you did.&lt;br /&gt;Scary how history repeats itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-7950331399261997339?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/7950331399261997339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=7950331399261997339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/7950331399261997339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/7950331399261997339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/08/emo.html' title='emo'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/RtfGLB7-2DI/AAAAAAAAAFA/aR-w4OQc84k/s72-c/misc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-1365417355649342065</id><published>2007-08-25T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T00:22:47.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninjado outing</title><content type='html'>This was such a long time ago...The ninjado club wanted to celebrate the July babies' bday.However &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mark Cheong's&lt;/span&gt; bday had already past and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ChinHao(&lt;/span&gt;izit spelt like that or Junhao?) didn't voice out that his bday was in july!So turns out..only &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ryan and I&lt;/span&gt;..We went to sentosa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rs75FB7-2CI/AAAAAAAAAE4/wUrrHm2PuPw/s1600-h/amine+acting+cool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102289292672030754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rs75FB7-2CI/AAAAAAAAAE4/wUrrHm2PuPw/s320/amine+acting+cool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Amine&lt;/span&gt; dressed so funkily for the outing,but it was raining most of the time.Such a stark contrast to his hawaiian inspired dressing.&lt;br /&gt;We played frisbee while it was drizzling and went swimming.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JinQuan&lt;/span&gt; took such perverse joy is pushing me into the sea.Aiyos&gt;.&lt; &lt;p&gt;Some sat along the beach and patted together sandballs.Normally a sandball would disintegrate after awhile..But &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt; had a knack of creating sandballs that could be thrown into the sea with a loud PLONK and still retain its shape.Man,it'll hurt if it ever gets thrown at someone in the head.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ivan&lt;/span&gt; was further up on the beach creating his perfect woman out of sand.A 1.8m+ female with extremely large boobs and broad shoulders.scary. =S &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rs74Uh7-1_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/XvwnzUOiS1o/s1600-h/njd+sentosa+outing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102288459448375282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rs74Uh7-1_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/XvwnzUOiS1o/s320/njd+sentosa+outing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A group shot of us..excluding &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JQ&lt;/span&gt; coz it was taking the photos.From left to right,bottom to top:&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ChinHao,me,Derrick,William,Marcus,Ryan,Amine and Ivan&lt;/span&gt;(wahahas,he looks like he's trying to pull a rude gesture,look so fierce!!)..but he juz wasn't ready for the camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rs74PB7-1-I/AAAAAAAAAEY/gkChZEZ9bZg/s1600-h/group+photo+again!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102288364959094754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rs74PB7-1-I/AAAAAAAAAEY/gkChZEZ9bZg/s320/group+photo+again!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Later,more of the ninjado members joined us for dinner..We ate in this muslim resturant in Arab street..and we had the whole place to ourselves to take pics!Here's a group shot with everybody!The owner of the place was extremely..queer.When some of us wanted to order Milo Dinosaur he told them not to becoz it was very diluted..and suggested another drink instead.And when &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amine&lt;/span&gt; wanted Nasi goreng without veg,the uncle gave us a 10min lecture of how we should include vegetables in our diet or we'll suffer from kidney and liver problems.The seriousness on his face was probably wad made it extremely funny.At the end of the lecture he turned to&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; amine&lt;/span&gt; and said,"ok ar boy..I give you abit of veggie."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amine&lt;/span&gt; decided to humour him and say,"ok,abit of veggie..I'm scared already.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rs74gx7-2AI/AAAAAAAAAEo/VDKhOTvQ8CI/s1600-h/ryan+and+the+dark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102288669901772802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rs74gx7-2AI/AAAAAAAAAEo/VDKhOTvQ8CI/s320/ryan+and+the+dark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We all rode in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JQ's lorry&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Ryan and I&lt;/span&gt; were sitting at the front seat.We were going to celebrate at Macrichie...and on the way,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JQ&lt;/span&gt; made a turn into..the cemetary near by.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ryan and I&lt;/span&gt; immeadiatly stiffened up while I squeaked"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jin Quann&lt;/span&gt;..dun be like that!!!!"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt; was afraid of the supernatural while i was juz terrified of the dark&gt;.&lt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JinQuan&lt;/span&gt; was grinning away and looked super evil la..When he stopped at a clearing and the rest jumped out and tried to scare us,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jinquan&lt;/span&gt; took a photo of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt;'s super terrified face!doesn't he look like tom and jerry character?I always thought he did.It wasn't really that dark at the clearing..so I wasn't that terrified anymore,so was laughing away with william over there.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt; however,was still stiff with fright.&lt;br /&gt;Wells,after awhile&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; JinQuan&lt;/span&gt; decided that it was time to drive to Macrichie so they all got back into the lorry again.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas,none of us smoked and brought a lighter..so we had to go around and ask the various couples(and disturbing them in the process) for lighter.Forunatly we obtained one..and started to cut cake and do the whole birthday thing.After cutting the cake..it was a tradition that the 2 bday babies would..take a really sandalous picture of them licking off the icing on the cake.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;William and Derrick&lt;/span&gt; had to do that last year during a chalet with a piece of chocolate..and ooh,so much more wrong than ours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rs739B7-18I/AAAAAAAAAEI/qJ2_hNMtSZM/s1600-h/eeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102288055721449410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rs739B7-18I/AAAAAAAAAEI/qJ2_hNMtSZM/s320/eeks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JinQuan&lt;/span&gt; took 2 pics..with flash and without.The one without looks pretty..romantic(*cringes*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rs74BR7-19I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/iu-0jxRAj40/s1600-h/eeks!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102288128735893458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rs74BR7-19I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/iu-0jxRAj40/s320/eeks!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Both of us licked one side of the knife..so it looks like we're smooching*cringes again* but actually not(definately not!).With the lighting you can see the pink kniffe inbetween..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nice hair colour Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rs73yB7-16I/AAAAAAAAAD4/tlElIqVNHh8/s1600-h/floured.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102287866742888354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rs73yB7-16I/AAAAAAAAAD4/tlElIqVNHh8/s320/floured.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a very nice cake session..&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JinQuan&lt;/span&gt; secretly distributed packets of flour to everyone and cornered &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ryan and I&lt;/span&gt; into the middle.And we got floured.E'nuff said.All in good fun ya?Although I still had hardened flour bits stuck in my hair several days after...BLEH..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-1365417355649342065?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/1365417355649342065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=1365417355649342065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/1365417355649342065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/1365417355649342065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/08/ninjado-outing.html' title='Ninjado outing'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rs75FB7-2CI/AAAAAAAAAE4/wUrrHm2PuPw/s72-c/amine+acting+cool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-340587977904682229</id><published>2007-08-25T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T23:20:32.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>esikbar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I always liked Eskibar.Even though the drinks are pretty expensive,happy hour is pretty reasonable coz all the cocktails are at 30% off!Although Indochine's pricing is less damaging to the pocket,I juz love the whole ambience and interior decor of Eskibar..and the chiller room with is at subzero temperature.It even has a barcounter made out of ice:D so funky..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I'm not in the mood for something strong..I used to love the Bailey's shake in Liquid Kitchen..&lt;br /&gt;Now,I've found something that &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;totally BEATS the Baliey's shake HANDS DOWN&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Eskibar's newest cocktail..the Evalanche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rs70vR7-15I/AAAAAAAAADw/UBCEXQvpmVw/s1600-h/SP_A0185(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102284520963364754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rs70vR7-15I/AAAAAAAAADw/UBCEXQvpmVw/s320/SP_A0185(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; A delicious mix of vodka,cacao white,baileys and vanilla cream..blended together with ice and drizzled with Hershey's chocolate sauce and a sprinkling of Oreo cookie bits on it.YUMMY!Looks gorgeous as well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rs70mB7-14I/AAAAAAAAADo/npbxExuBk04/s1600-h/SP_A0184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102284362049574786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rs70mB7-14I/AAAAAAAAADo/npbxExuBk04/s320/SP_A0184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Woot,another reason to head down to Eskibar.Dawn has juz found a new obsession and loving it.&lt;br /&gt;Went there with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mark&lt;/span&gt;..before we left(the waiter there was reall friendly coz we've been there quite afew times),I suggested to the waiter to put whipped cream(and maybe a cherry) on top..:) wouldn't that juz top it all off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-340587977904682229?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/340587977904682229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=340587977904682229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/340587977904682229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/340587977904682229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/08/esikbar.html' title='esikbar'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rs70vR7-15I/AAAAAAAAADw/UBCEXQvpmVw/s72-c/SP_A0185(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-7748950791078748897</id><published>2007-08-20T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T22:05:35.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heels</title><content type='html'>Today,was the first time in 5+months I've worn heels...The reason being that coz of my ankle injury,I was unable to wear heels for a long time..&lt;br /&gt;But today I did!And I'm so glad that after tottering around in my sorely neglected heels my ankle is still fine:) really happy.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas,after service I came up to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ray&lt;/span&gt; and said,"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rayyy..&lt;/span&gt;this is the first time in 5+months I wear heels.." He stared at me for a second and then broke out into a smile and said,"Thanks be to God."&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Joel&lt;/span&gt; looked at me in confusion and asked,"why do you have to tell him that you're wearing heels?"&lt;br /&gt;hahas,those who have gone for the healing service would know..Amazing and uncanny how things work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Coffee Bean at Holland V to study with&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Diana&lt;/span&gt; after that..I had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cinnamon ice blended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,yummy.Love those stuff.I ran into &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cynthia and Candice&lt;/span&gt; studying for their A's over there!And &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;timmy,Charis's brother&lt;/span&gt;.Wahahas,was quite surprised to see so many pple at once..&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Timmy&lt;/span&gt;'s acne cleared up.lols.&lt;br /&gt;Later while I was walking to the bus stop..I ran into &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jon Yap!!!&lt;/span&gt;He was studying in Starbucks,coz our exams are coming up.I'd usually bump into him around campus around Year 1,but I rarely see him now that we're in Year 2.He walked me to the bus stop and we had a short catching up talk..feel kinda paisei that he still remembers alot from wad we talked about last time and I can vaguely remember his.&gt;.&lt; color="#ff0000"&gt;Gabriel&lt;/span&gt;,whom I often see during crusade.lols.Wonder how the rest are...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hippo&lt;/span&gt; has tried losing somemore weight(crazy and worried for that guy la..)&lt;br /&gt;How is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Elson&lt;/span&gt; doing in his music and army life now?(his bday coming soon and I'm invited!!yays!)&lt;br /&gt;How about the&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; rest of the Jonathons&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yap and Yong&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Wad about the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oois&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Angelina&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Wad is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yijia&lt;/span&gt; doing now?&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nic&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Adam&lt;/span&gt; leh?&lt;br /&gt;How's&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Leonard&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;wahahas..such a lot of pple..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-7748950791078748897?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/7748950791078748897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=7748950791078748897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rsg9Qh7-13I/AAAAAAAAADg/Llb1vWCSpmA/s1600-h/SP_A0186(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100393932194240370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rsg9Qh7-13I/AAAAAAAAADg/Llb1vWCSpmA/s320/SP_A0186(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; I wish I could encourage you as much as you encourage me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-8611461488420456103?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/8611461488420456103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=8611461488420456103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/8611461488420456103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/8611461488420456103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/08/us.html' title='us'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rsg9Qh7-13I/AAAAAAAAADg/Llb1vWCSpmA/s72-c/SP_A0186(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-2833760773850322778</id><published>2007-08-03T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T00:12:11.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus take the wheel</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"Jesus take the wheel&lt;br /&gt;Take it from my hands&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't do this on my own&lt;br /&gt;I'm letting go&lt;br /&gt;So give me one more chance&lt;br /&gt;To save me from this road I'm on&lt;br /&gt;Jesus take the wheel"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b6Ks6D3gQw8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b6Ks6D3gQw8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/36789992-2833760773850322778?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/2833760773850322778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=2833760773850322778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/2833760773850322778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/2833760773850322778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/08/jesus-take-wheel-take-it-from-my-hands.html' title='Jesus take the wheel'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-2834453418075572998</id><published>2007-07-23T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T18:17:09.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steven Lim!</title><content type='html'>Hahas,when I first saw this video it made me laugh until my stomach hurt and the hairs on my arm stand at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;After watching it for the 10th time it still makes my hair stand and puts a painful smile on my face.It all started when Wendy,a.k.a Xiaxue wrote an entry on singapore's top 7 most disgusting bloggers in Singapore..&lt;br /&gt;And Steven Lim was on top of the list!Although I've never watched his less than 5 minutes of fame stripteasing in front of the judges in Singapore Idol,I have heard of his media whoring..:)&lt;br /&gt;That guy's got personality and confidence!wahahas..His english is TERRIBLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;ITs a MUST watch..extremely hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/riBS5cURFRI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/riBS5cURFRI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a video edit by somebody...Quite cool.Love Christina A.'s vocals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/44kePIiBUrE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/44kePIiBUrE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/36789992-2834453418075572998?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/2834453418075572998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=2834453418075572998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/2834453418075572998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/2834453418075572998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/07/steven-lim.html' title='Steven Lim!'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-3249433399529188670</id><published>2007-07-22T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T00:56:23.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swiitpoiison.jp.tp/"&gt;http://www.swiitpoiison.jp.tp/&lt;/a&gt; has got to be one of my favorite online accessories website. Although its pretty pricey,the punk rock inspired items are rather reasonably priced compared to the gothic lolita shop in Douby(which imports items from Japan)..that makes you pay an exorbitant amount for the unique.&lt;br /&gt;Wish I discovered online shopping in my 1st Year..prices of clothing are so much cheaper online,and you get a wide variety.&lt;br /&gt;I love dark red roses..they're like super pretty.been looking for a pair of dark red rose studs..but can never find anything nice and cheap enough..ah wells..&lt;br /&gt;Super chio pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/RqI1qxccq-I/AAAAAAAAADY/vIcDCGgbqnA/s1600-h/I+like.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089689537825516514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/RqI1qxccq-I/AAAAAAAAADY/vIcDCGgbqnA/s320/I+like.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So chic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/RqI1UBccq9I/AAAAAAAAADQ/3TZ3_amP6pY/s1600-h/I+like+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089689146983492562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/RqI1UBccq9I/AAAAAAAAADQ/3TZ3_amP6pY/s320/I+like+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089688910760291266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/RqI1GRccq8I/AAAAAAAAADI/TgissKp-m-s/s320/I+like+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I've been looking for these kind of linked up chain earrings..for double piercings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089688086126570418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/RqI0WRccq7I/AAAAAAAAADA/0Z3TJGRGOe8/s320/I+like+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I've always liked animals..recently I've taken a liking for cat earrings!So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/RqIy8Rccq6I/AAAAAAAAAC4/OdDgwvAaNso/s1600-h/I+like+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089686539938343842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/RqIy8Rccq6I/AAAAAAAAAC4/OdDgwvAaNso/s320/I+like+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A variation of the previous pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/RqIyVRccq5I/AAAAAAAAACw/HskRigA4rWc/s1600-h/i+like+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089685869923445650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/RqIyVRccq5I/AAAAAAAAACw/HskRigA4rWc/s320/i+like+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More linked up chain earrings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz came back from &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt; and my birthday celebration at Sentosa,then Arab Street and Macritchie.It was fun..and very messy at the same time.I think I'm catching a cold from playing in the rain.Hahas,we took alot of pics and will be updating soon!super funny pics taken..:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Except there's one super scandalous pic lah..&gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-3249433399529188670?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/RqI1qxccq-I/AAAAAAAAADY/vIcDCGgbqnA/s72-c/I+like.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-1971670475626967708</id><published>2007-07-21T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T01:23:25.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wad I want for my birthday</title><content type='html'>What do I want for my birthday?&lt;br /&gt;A girl can never have too much accessories,clothes and cometics..but I think I've got everything material I want rite now.Hahas,there's not really anything I particularly want or need at the moment.(although,I do think Topshop tunics are really pretty)&lt;br /&gt;What I want I never really seem to have.&lt;br /&gt;I want good grades,I'm not even asking for As or Bs..I juz want to be getting by my modules alright..of coz no one can give me that unless I resort to underhand ways,or maybe a brain transplant or something.Becoz my analytical side of the brain is seriously underdeveloped.&lt;br /&gt;I want true frens.Either I'm juz really screwed up in that department or juz really unlucky.Incidences have left me paranoid and I never acknowledged anyone as especially close to me ever since.&lt;br /&gt;I want looks and money too,but hahas..these aren't really important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey!Alittle material things can never hurt anybody..&lt;br /&gt;What to get for my bday:&lt;br /&gt;the sweetest thing someone can do for me..&lt;br /&gt;Write me a letter or juz tell me how much I mean to you.If there are true frens out that I would like to get to know them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning 18,I intend to celebrate my bday in style.Watching M18 movies or clubbing mean nothing to me...&lt;br /&gt;Take me out on a drink!&lt;br /&gt;Bring me to a place with great food!&lt;br /&gt;hahas,dawn loves food.But this may sometimes come across as insincere..so do something that wows me too.Hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accessories.&lt;br /&gt;Wendy dubbed me as the queen of accessories.Although I feel unworthy of the title..I do like trinkets.Goth,metals,leather,sofisticated,unique,bold and dark colours..I dig them all.I like black,dark red,purple and dark blue.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erms...actually there's really nothing I really want la.wahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What NOT to get me.&lt;br /&gt;Stuffed toys(Actually I love any stuff toy you give me:) really.Coz of the sentimental value and its adorability!)But I feel guilty becoz I wouldn't be able to use it in any way except a occasional cuddle.Toys put on my bed at night often end up on the floor in the morning,and I feel very guilty becoz I'm unknowingly abusing them.So yah..hahas.Actually I do like stuffed toys,juz dun find a use in them..:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing PINK!no baby pinks...dark pinks are acceptable in controlled amounts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing CUTESY.Actually I'd love anything you get for me..but contary to popular beilef I'm not a cutesy kinda girl.Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No simple silver demure jewellery from like,perlinni's silver.I think they're really pretty!!But I prefer the bolder pieces..&lt;br /&gt;Juz,perhaps not too bold la yeah?I like Forever 21, &lt;a href="http://www.swiitpoiison.jp.tp/"&gt;http://www.swiitpoiison.jp.tp/&lt;/a&gt; kinds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erms..actually I'm a pretty much anything goes kinda person..I like to be surprised.Juz that I dun fancy cake masks and stuff.Cakes are meant to be eaten!!!&lt;br /&gt;Surprise me.Juz dun do anything I wouldn't do.Hehe.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-1971670475626967708?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/1971670475626967708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>18th bday</title><content type='html'>Hehe,I realised my birthday is only in afew day's time.25th july.I'll be 18!&lt;br /&gt;Actually I dun really think its much of a difference..Age is juz a number.:)&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to celebrate my birthday with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mark&lt;/span&gt;.I love food!We had &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thai Express&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,and I had Thai Express's special seafood fried rice,it was not bad.But since I love onions(hehe,I love the strong tasting stinky stuff!),it made the fried rice taste super&lt;strong&gt; shiok&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indochine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!He had Port wine,and I had 2 cocktails..&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yellow bird&lt;/span&gt;(cute!),hahas..I can't remember wads in it but I know there's yummy banana liquor inside..and a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scarlett O'hara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,which is southern comfort with cranberry juice(I love cranberry juice!)..Helped him finish up the remaining half of his wine coz he couldn't finish it:)*hugs*&lt;br /&gt;Then after that..we walked around HV and..omg*jumps around and hyperventilates* Holland Village is a new ice cream palour!Called&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt; Cold Rocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(or something like that),originated from Australia.the concept of it is that you can choose afew flavors of ice cream(depends one wad size you pick),and fun toppings like brownies,maltasers,macadamia nuts(they've got so many toppings!even the harder to find fudge,gummy bears,dark pitted cherry...&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yummy!!!).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after you've chosen your ice cream flavor and topping..they'll dish it out on a cold slab surface and start chopping it up and mixing it!!&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;juz like how I did it in my kindergarden days&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;Hahas,there's something about the mixing and dishing about that reminds me of char kway teow and giving it,strangly a very singaporean flavor to it.&lt;br /&gt;hahas,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mark&lt;/span&gt; and I were supposed to share a small cup of ice cream(gorsenberry and tia maria ice cream,pitted cherry and I-can't-remember)..but after we polished it off I still had cravings for more..should have gotten a large or something.I would have finished it off..:D&lt;br /&gt;So we queued up for another one,banana and ferraro ice cream with fudge and milo nuggets toppings.YUMMY.&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the cashier she looked at us in confusion saying,"didn't you juz queue up not long ago...???"&lt;br /&gt;And I laughed saying that the ice cream wasnt enough for me ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Its so good!reminds me of something &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jo Goh&lt;/span&gt; told me about when she was in America visiting her brother studying there.But it was called Cold stones...I think.&lt;br /&gt;Yummicious day!:)&lt;br /&gt;I love food and you!hehe.somebody says he feels degraded coz he's being lowered to the level of food..which is a mighty high level of piority in my opinion...yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Tmr the&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; ninjado pple&lt;/span&gt; booked me for the day..their gonna celebrate&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Ryan,Mark C.(ah cheong) and my birthdays&lt;/span&gt;!coz we're all july babies.:)&lt;br /&gt;hahas,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;amine&lt;/span&gt; has been giving me mischevious looks during maths lecture and hinting that they've been planning stuff for tmr.Arghs,hahas..and I'm quite wary about wad those crazy pple would do.Guess we'll juz wait and see..:D&lt;br /&gt;meeting them at 11am,we're going sentosa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rp9_HN3IizI/AAAAAAAAACo/0aKN31XCJww/s320/blogshop+136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ever since young she's been exremely shy and would often gnaw a hole in the plastic lining to hide inside.So we've got to cut out a little hut for her using shoe boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rp99wN3IiyI/AAAAAAAAACg/eI1br5JfePI/s1600-h/blogshop+135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088924371260050210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rp99wN3IiyI/AAAAAAAAACg/eI1br5JfePI/s320/blogshop+135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hahas,my brother's a member of this comic magazine from the US..called Beano!And here's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hazel&lt;/span&gt; posing as if she's reading one of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Leon's&lt;/span&gt; beloved comics.He's intending to send this to the magazine editor.She's so sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hazel &lt;/span&gt;is not a hamster.She's a guinea pig.She's too big to be a hamster and the physical features of a hamsters' is different from a guineas'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-1143753603303669476?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/1143753603303669476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=1143753603303669476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>i heart lime</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I juz love the &lt;strong&gt;Lime flea market&lt;/strong&gt;!!This is the 2nd time I've been to a Lime flea market and I totally love it!!!Great way to get great,cheap stuff(and have the thrills of bargaining) in such great variety.Although this time there wasn't really much things I could buy as stocks,I still found several great bargains for myself^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Black and gold Juicy couture shoulder bag&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at $10(been looking for something roomy and pretty enough to bring to school!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;Deep turquoise&lt;/span&gt;(dunno if its the correct spelling) Mango tee with the words "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#336666;"&gt;mango touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" written in elegant cursive at $5!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-Glossy &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;black sash belt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was picked out as a free gift from buying 2 items,I took the mango tee while &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mel&lt;/span&gt; had a&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; pink&lt;/span&gt; Outfitters slogan tee at $5.I kept the belt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(FREE!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-2 Vintage glam belts at $5!!They're gorgeous!!Both are ruffled,one's a shimmery gold and another's white with gold clasps.pretty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mel&lt;/span&gt; spent 38 bucks,3 tees and a bag...poor&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Mark&lt;/span&gt; had to lug home all her loot becoz she rushed off for classes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heart &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lime flea markets!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where:&lt;/em&gt;behind cineleisure,near the youth *scape park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When:&lt;/em&gt;fortnightly,check mag for details.From 1-6pm,I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The pros:&lt;/em&gt;Wide variety.Cheap and chic bargain finds as well as the more upscale Junk food tees($31) and gorgeous handmade jewellery($10&lt;).They've got imported items too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The cons:&lt;/em&gt;Singapore's weather is not condusive for outdoor flea markets.Its hot and mucky...you'd get an headache after milling around the little treasures after an hour and a half&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-7004778305254214446?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/7004778305254214446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=7004778305254214446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/7004778305254214446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/7004778305254214446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-heart-lime.html' title='i heart lime'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-1459420900020515502</id><published>2007-07-14T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T23:37:34.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lime flea market</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Yays..can't wait for the &lt;strong&gt;lime flea market&lt;/strong&gt; tmr.^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Finally,the event is over..its been annoying and worrying as hell.Now I juz gotta focus on finishing the presentation and whee,I&amp;E OVER.I hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Dun wanna fail any more modules,especially to fail a module as ridiculous as this..an nonexaminable module!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Hehes,now he/she is talking to oneself.:) looks like obsessive complusive disorder leads to schizophrenia too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Ooh,I haven't posted up the pics of my YEP trip in the previous year end school holiday in March.Haven't gotten the time too..Ahh,china.So nice and cool there,the food was nice(but a tad too oily and spicy) and the stuff there are so cheap.shiok.Juz the communication barrier and the scary motorists makes me wish I was back home.S$3 manicures in nu ren jie!I had my nails painted black and white roses handpainted on it.Super cool and pretty.I experienced a full pampering manicure routine at a fraction of wad it would cost in singapore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-1459420900020515502?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/1459420900020515502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=1459420900020515502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/1459420900020515502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/1459420900020515502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/07/lime-flea-market.html' title='lime flea market'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-5557859511417718747</id><published>2007-07-08T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T23:09:45.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sickening.</title><content type='html'>Sickening.I'm so amused and yet sickened to see how some pple try so hard to work their way around even after I've banned them from my tagboard.Hahas,nothing better to do...Wouldn't you rather spend on energy and time on something useful?Or should I be flattered that you juz love tagging on my tagboard,thank you very much my dear.However your comments do not reflect well on your intellect and originality,as all you've posted is about my hair and your dear fren the rubbish man.Everybody that comes across your comments would know how pathetically lowclass you are in posting such crude and nonsensical comments.&lt;br /&gt;And may I suggest you include your real name the next time you choose to post comments on my tagboard?I would like to know my dear fan's name,as you seem like the one who looks up on my blog,so willingly killingly off your already low no. of brain cells by thinking up of grossly unoriginal comments.Or are you juz ashamed of your name?Perhaps you're confused becoz you've tagged under so many different names.&lt;br /&gt;Like I said,you need better things to do..&lt;br /&gt;I've got your IP addresses and already reported you to the operator of Cbox.:)&lt;br /&gt;Dearie,may I suggest you direct your anger to something more constructive...&lt;br /&gt;There!Aren't you juz pleased to have a post dedicated to you?Now how about moving on and start focusing on the more important things in life..:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-5557859511417718747?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/5557859511417718747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=5557859511417718747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/5557859511417718747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/5557859511417718747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/07/sickening.html' title='sickening.'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-240792852871755141</id><published>2007-07-08T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T22:49:04.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chocolates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Ro5otxQ5oGI/AAAAAAAAACY/URssrxoFlC8/s1600-h/M0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084116164875493474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Ro5otxQ5oGI/AAAAAAAAACY/URssrxoFlC8/s320/M0075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Claudia's&lt;/span&gt; I&amp;E group sold chocolates for their I&amp;amp;E event.The prices were so reasonable!$2 per box...I got 2 boxes.One mango chocolate which&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; claudia&lt;/span&gt; reccomended,and tiramisu chocolate for my family.I never liked the dessert tiramisu or the ice cream..But the chocolate was so YUMMY!!!Creamy with a slight hint of cocoa powder.Hahas,its weird liking tiramisu chocolate but not tiramisu itself.I also happen to know pple who like green tea ice cream but hates green tea.&lt;br /&gt;I like green tea..bubble tea..and ah wells,practically every kind of food!I juz love food.Anyways,here's the chocolate mango which I was happily gobbling away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Ro5oRRQ5oFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/f2xL2m4CVks/s1600-h/M0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084115675249221714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Ro5oRRQ5oFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/f2xL2m4CVks/s320/M0078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its got dehydrated mango bits,coated with mango infused chocolate and lastly covered with yummy milky chocolate!It tastes abit weird and unusual at first..but after the first bite the taste sort of grows on you...absolutely addictive!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My family and I went to Ikea today to eat!And it was the first time I tried the poached salmon there..omg its super good!I love salmon and the creamy sauce goes so well with the boiled potatoes and brocolli.I dunno why,maybe its the swedish atmosphere..but the food there always tastes especially good.The boiled potatoes taste good,and even the brocolli's sweet and juicy..unlike the regular dry and hard kinds.Or perhaps they juz mantain their food well:).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had chocolate moouse too!Love chocolate moouse...I'm guessing that it was freshly made today becoz the chocolate seemed lighter,smoother and more chocolatey.The last time I ate it,it was rather hard and frothy...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-240792852871755141?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/240792852871755141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=240792852871755141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/240792852871755141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/240792852871755141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/07/chocolates.html' title='chocolates!'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Ro5otxQ5oGI/AAAAAAAAACY/URssrxoFlC8/s72-c/M0075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-701856932989743589</id><published>2007-07-02T08:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T17:58:41.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jap hairstyle.</title><content type='html'>I've been keeping the side parting hairstyle for wayyy too long...and going for $10/10 mins haircuts for so long so I can remember.So &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mark&lt;/span&gt; decided that I needed some pampering and whisked me to Jean Yip to get a nice haircut.He wanted to treat me(Thankews^_^),but I insisted on paying a portion.&lt;br /&gt;At first I asked for the usual haircut,trim and layer..and keep the length.Then he said that since I rarely get to have a snip at Jean Yip,I should try something different.So..I went for a style at I've been rather curious to try.Heavy slight uneven fringes,hahas..so jap.&lt;br /&gt;Having a haircut in a salon was really nice,I love being pampered..wahahas.The shampooing  takes extra long becoz they'll take the time to give you a head massage.Which I did enjoy until the guy wanted to massage my neck and I started squirming and giggling becoz it was SUPER TICKLISH.Hahas,I've juz got way too many nerve endings.If you place a finger on my knee or practically anywhere I'll squeal and move away.&gt;.&lt;Thus I'm usually the victim to itchy fingers that takes pleasure in terrorizing me with tickles.&lt;br /&gt;anyways,after all the snipping..washing and blowdrying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rod27VkcfTI/AAAAAAAAACI/xi16-xz16JY/s1600-h/blogshop+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082161466285260082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rod27VkcfTI/AAAAAAAAACI/xi16-xz16JY/s320/blogshop+131.jpg" border="0" /&gt; It doesn't look too bad,I think it turned out pretty nice!But it makes me look super cutesy!So kawaii..Hahas,it still needs some getting used to..becoz whenever I look into the mirror I get a shock becoz I can't recognise myself.On Sat and Sun my frens couldn't recognise me at first...hahas,they thought I was someone esle until they looked closely.But everybody thinks its really nice and cute^_^.Its an interesting change,hahas..I look like a litle japanese doll or something.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diana&lt;/span&gt; was like,squealing over my hair today..hahas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-701856932989743589?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/701856932989743589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=701856932989743589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/701856932989743589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/701856932989743589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/07/jap-hairstyle.html' title='Jap hairstyle.'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rod27VkcfTI/AAAAAAAAACI/xi16-xz16JY/s72-c/blogshop+131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-935012215962671899</id><published>2007-06-29T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T17:39:04.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thoughts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Maybe wad God wants for me is different from wad I want,becoz it has never felt rite in the first place..I'm afraid of change.The longer I stay in the warm,fuzzy comfort zone the further I burrow away from God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And wad am I doing here in this course?Is this really wad I want to do for the rest of my life?I'm lagging behind,and because of my screwed up timetabling..I'm officially behind everybody.Including the Biotech pple who retook maths as well.Did I make the wrong choice?The domino effect is so uncanny.But juz becoz something is hard,doesn't mean it is the wrong choice.But it juz gets so tiring having to fight for every single thing simply juz to keep my head above the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;People think they know me,can analyze me and read me...But hey,you dun know me at all.Through the years I've gotten so messed up and I'm afraid to let anyone esle in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So qiao.About a month ago,when i was studying in the library..This guy came up to me and we talked.And before he left for class asked for my email.Next few days when we talked over msn,turns out he's in Campus Crusade!And goes to Toa payoh methodist.Anyways..he invited me to the life meeting last thurs.I felt really at home becoz there was so many pple there I knew..&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Junming,Kevin,my ex-schoolmate YunZhun&lt;/span&gt;(which is now known as Sarah)..&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my ex-S&amp;W classmate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vanessa&lt;/span&gt; and my ex-collegue(mind my spelling) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GABRIEL&lt;/span&gt;!!!So fun lah,I haven't seen &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gab&lt;/span&gt; for such a long time..we spend the whole time of dinner catching up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Later I also found out that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wisdom&lt;/span&gt;(cool name,I didnt believe that it was his name at first..) is also in rockclimbing,so he knows &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jonathon&lt;/span&gt; and the Biotech guys too.Ngee Ann's getting small,everybody knows everybody now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I really enjoyed the session,and the company on thurs..and it made me wonder how will it be if I had joined them instead.They're really a very nice bunch of pple!^_^Really glad to have met &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wisdom&lt;/span&gt;..he seems like a really nice guy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-935012215962671899?l=rhapsody-in-writing.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-36789992.post-3919332607949304350</id><published>2007-05-11T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T22:41:40.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogshop</title><content type='html'>hahas,i haven't posted much on my own blog since I started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very own blogshop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its going pretty ok...sold afew stuff and swapped others.but I realise that it doesn't really reduce the size of my wardrobe(as I originally intended) but I seem to get new clothes(through swaps) and ended up buying clothes from other online shops!wahahs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus,I've been dressing better...or at least I think I dress better.Ah wells..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highly reccomended:&lt;a href="http://www.swiitpoiison.jp.tp/"&gt;http://www.swiitpoiison.jp.tp/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sell retro,victorian and gothic punk(which I LOVE!) inspired jewellery...great for pple who love the style of gothic punk but sumairu and the other jap imported items are too expensive for them..Here's my new favorite necklace:D creditted to swiitpoison.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/RkMtuqP7qOI/AAAAAAAAACA/K0hKNKwYJ5I/s1600-h/choker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062940685732915426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/RkMtuqP7qOI/AAAAAAAAACA/K0hKNKwYJ5I/s320/choker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; except that mine is customized to the black leather strap with juz plain sliver studs instead of the pink and red heart.$8.90 and totally well spent!&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Flames to dust...why do all good things come to an end?&lt;br /&gt;I juz can't go back..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-3919332607949304350?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/3919332607949304350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=3919332607949304350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/3919332607949304350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/3919332607949304350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/05/blogshop.html' title='blogshop'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/RkMtuqP7qOI/AAAAAAAAACA/K0hKNKwYJ5I/s72-c/choker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-822212560615045704</id><published>2007-04-15T06:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T15:59:49.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huge cavity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;This is sad,and very suay...at the same time,its amusing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I've been having a dull ache at my upper left jaw recently...it started afew days ago.Until last night the pain worsened and it travelled to my lower set of teeth as well.Hahas,so I told my mom to accompany me to the dentist the following day..My mom was like,maybe its your wisdom teeth...or maybe,YOU HAVEN'T BEEN BRUSHING YOUR TEETH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I was like,Nooo..I always brush my teeth!!!(actually,there were many times which I didn't..but OH WELLS,she needn't know that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I haven't went to the dentist in like,4 or 5 years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;In the waiting area,the prices of the various surgeries and treatments were placed there...Wisdom tooth extraction:$300*gasped in horror*.My mom turned to me and said,oh geez,I hope it isn't your wisdom tooth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;hahas,in the end..after the dentist poked and prodded at my molars,he said,"Do you know that you've got a very deep cavity at one of your molars?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I was like,!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;So I mumbled out:ook,wads gonna happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;*continues poking and prodding*Hmm,I'll put in a soft filling first to dull the pain..and give you some painkillers to take.Then 2 weeks later you come back and I'll fit in the amalgram(can't spelling it properly).Hmm,the decay is so deep that I don't even need to use the drill,juz need to clean it out(ehhs,izit supposed to be a good or bad thing?)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;So he carries on scraping away the food buildup,once in a while I'll whince(mind my spelling) becoz of a sudden pain,suppose the area was really sensitive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;After awhile my mom came back into the room and the dentist explained that I had a severe cavity at my very last molar..Hahas,she asked him if it was due to poor hygiene and lack of brushing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;At that point he chuckled.Which is unusual becoz he looked like an solemn old geezzer.."actually,its becoz she's been using too big a toothbrush..Her mouth is rather small,I had to stretch her mouth wide open in order to see the molar..So naturally the last molar at the back was neglected.Its not due to poor brushing becoz if it was,the rest of the teeth would have been infected as well..I would reccomend that she uses a smaller toothbrush,maybe a children's toothbrush..*turns to me*my receptionist will reccomend a suitable toothbrush for you.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;When he finished filling up my teeth with the soft filling,he told me to hold up a mirror..."actually,your molars are rather unusual..This infected molar actually developed early,while the one on the right*pointing to the right back molar* is juz starting to sprout up."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Me:"sprout up?As in my adult set of molars?How come its so late?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Dentist:"oh well,these things happen.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Anyways,now I gotta use a really small toothbrush...you know those cute ones that toddlers use?The toothbrush had is half the size of a normal adults' toothbrush...LOLs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Its pale green and nopes,no cutesy designs on the handle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Jeez,I'd never thought I'd have a tooth decay...further more,due to the fact that its coz my mouth is too small..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Talk about SUAY man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-822212560615045704?l=rhapsody-in-writing.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-36789992.post-4972471075106959995</id><published>2007-04-06T16:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T16:19:17.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Celebrity Look-alikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage"&gt;My cool celebrity look-alike collage from MyHeritage.com&lt;/a&gt;. Get one for yourself.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/RhYChHw7sMI/AAAAAAAAABw/DcX5WdZ0BAE/s400/f30294a041e6d9b279004e7945fde756bf5675ee.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-4972471075106959995?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/4972471075106959995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=4972471075106959995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/4972471075106959995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/4972471075106959995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-celebrity-look-alikes.html' title='My Celebrity Look-alikes'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/RhYChHw7sMI/AAAAAAAAABw/DcX5WdZ0BAE/s72-c/f30294a041e6d9b279004e7945fde756bf5675ee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-6201596476189641709</id><published>2007-04-06T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T22:45:50.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screaming out in pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm crying inside,it juz hurts too much to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It hurts and I don't know what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-6201596476189641709?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/6201596476189641709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=6201596476189641709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/6201596476189641709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/6201596476189641709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/04/screaming-out-in-pain.html' title='screaming out in pain'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-6559635930574620400</id><published>2007-03-29T04:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T13:41:26.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!</title><content type='html'>I'm back from China!It was great...an eyeopener,and the last 3 days were so fun...as it was free and easy,the girls and I shopped the days away.I'll upload pictures as soon as I get them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Dawn's a happy girl because she ate ice cream everyday in China...^_^.&lt;/span&gt;Because of our convertion rate,ice cream was super cheap there.In the village,it was sold at SG10cents..and in the city,SG50cents.And the ice creams sold there were SOOO cool,and different from our local singaporean ice cream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rgn-EpiIlWI/AAAAAAAAABk/4ABrwReuBic/s1600-h/China-YEP+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046844213267305826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rgn-EpiIlWI/AAAAAAAAABk/4ABrwReuBic/s320/China-YEP+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's us before we boarded the flight to China.From top to bottom,left to right:&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maomao,Choon Keong,Kieron,Vanessa,me,Grace,Elizabeth(Elie),Chuah lao shi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-6559635930574620400?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/6559635930574620400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=6559635930574620400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/6559635930574620400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/6559635930574620400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/03/back.html' title='Back!'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rgn-EpiIlWI/AAAAAAAAABk/4ABrwReuBic/s72-c/China-YEP+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-7730765457565207032</id><published>2007-03-13T05:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T14:57:15.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACM trip</title><content type='html'>wayy outdated post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our YEP group went to the Asian Civilisation(or was it cultural?keep forgetting..) Museum to have this workshop on the different tribes and cultures in China...we had so much fun looking through the artifacts in the museum that after lunch we came back again to tour the whole museum!!It was so cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(highly embarassing photo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the china section...there was a corner which had the different chinese costumes and stuff to play dress up with.The props there were really dusty,and I went into a sneezing fit while we looked through the various props and clothes..That's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yongsoon&lt;/span&gt;,with a scholar's hat,tie and...some chinese flag??!hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/RfT4YisfcxI/AAAAAAAAABc/hQWE78Fwd3E/s1600-h/DSC00775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040926983448392466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/RfT4YisfcxI/AAAAAAAAABc/hQWE78Fwd3E/s320/DSC00775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were other photos we took,including a group shot we all took sitting down on the table modelled after a traditional kopitam...with the mural(the coffeshop scene with pple milling around) painted behind us it looked extreemly realistic..Too bad &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Van&lt;/span&gt; didn't take a pic of it,and the other photos are with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HanKee&lt;/span&gt;...which isn't online at the moment..:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-7730765457565207032?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/7730765457565207032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=7730765457565207032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/7730765457565207032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/7730765457565207032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/03/acm-trip.html' title='ACM trip'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/RfT4YisfcxI/AAAAAAAAABc/hQWE78Fwd3E/s72-c/DSC00775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-8197217913718694092</id><published>2007-03-13T05:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T14:17:32.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pre-china trip</title><content type='html'>"the One in you is greater than the one who is in this world." 1John 4:4&lt;br /&gt;"In this way,He disarmed the spiritual rulers and authorities.He shamed them publicly by his victory over them on the cross." Colossians 2:15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flight,its today...today!!!*jumps around in excitement*Nah,technically its tomorrow coz the flight's at 2.15am on tues...but I'll be going to the airport tonight.Haven't sat on an airplane for a super long time and that's why I'm so excited about it..never been to china before,so wad more an eyeopener to visit one of the rural parts of it?I'll miss everybody though..&lt;br /&gt;Must start to jiang(3) hua(2) wui(3),ying(1) wei(4) wo(2) yao(4) qui(4) zong(1) guo(2) le(4)...haiz,ke(2) shi(4) wo(2) de(4) hua(2) wui(3) very terrible.&lt;br /&gt;hahas..^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-8197217913718694092?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/8197217913718694092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>ACKKKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Acks,at 2.30am in the morning I was jolted awake by 2 things.The pain at my wound on the shin and...the itchies due to yesterday's training when we rolled about in the grass(thanks ar &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;JinQuan&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wahhhhh,it was terrible..couldn't stand it.Scratched the itch abit and tried to get back to sleep...but I couldn't.So unwillingly,I got up...washed my arms and examined them.Red,raised welts and splotches dotted my forearms...a very grotesque sight.It was very fancinating except that it was insanely itchy and was driving me insane as well.So I tried applying a cream for "itchyness and reddness"...and attempted to go back to sleep.But I couldn't!!The moment I turned off the lights and layed still the itch seemed to get ITCHIER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;When I finally couldn't stand it I whipped off the blanket and flipped the light switch back on..It was extremely itchy and it was driving me NUTS!Oh well,the wound at my shin was stinging alittle,but after I put a plaster it was fine...so I supposed it was due to airing the open wound and being to rough with it..ah wells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The cream I initially applied obviously wasn't working becoz I had chomped down my nails from a reasonable length and reduced it to stumpy little bits(again!Bah,back to subtle boring nail polish again.I usually wear nail polish in order to keep myself from biting my nails.when its short I can only wear light colours..while when its of the normal nail length I can wear darker and nicer colours).So I washed it off,and towelled dry and dug desperately into the medicine cabinet.I decided to try the antiseptic cream and even took polaramines for the antihistermine effect.And sat down..and blogged.Hahas.ARghhhs,ITCHY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The antiseptic cream helped alittle...makes it less itchy until the effect wears off and I've got to reapply it again.Bleh,don't think I'd be sleeping tonight(this morning,hahas)...This bloody itch is capable of driving me nuts.I have visions of tiny little microbial bacteria happying partying away like its some hot nightclub in the sites of the raised bumps and welts.Their little pattering feet tickle me terribly.Then my body's antibodies come in and try to eat them..and the bacteria panicks!And runs!And everybody scrambles about!And all their little pattering feet scurrying all over my poor forearms..and its giving me INSANE ITCHES!!!!ARGhhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;see wad I mean when I say the itch is driving me crazy?I'm imagining bacteria who party and go clubbing on my forearms...with cute little feet that patter and scurry to boot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*sniffsniff*but seriously,its INSANELY ITCHY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Darn you grass with bacteria that go clubbing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Don't you know clubbing is bad???(lols)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Why did I have to have sensitive skin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-6718045185122342435?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/6718045185122342435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=6718045185122342435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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night &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Arthur &lt;/span&gt;asked me for some christian songs,coz he was gonna lead worship and stuff..But the transfer took so long that I decided to search it up on youtube,which is a hundred times faster.Spend the rest of the night listening to these two songs...Love it.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas,I know I've been posting wayy too much youtube video clips..But I love these songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sR8rlTIU8_Y"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sR8rlTIU8_Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the YEP group outing and I was on the bus with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maomao&lt;/span&gt;..and he was asking stuff about christianity.I'm not as active in evangelism as &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yongsoon&lt;/span&gt;..But if people ask me stuff,I'd answer as honestly as I can..and what I know about it.I'm not a christian because my parents are christians or if I was born into it.Being born into a christian family does not make you a christian.Going to church,singing and attending holy communion doesn't make you a christian.Its not so much a religion as pple call it,its the way you live it.And I was never a christian until I was 14 and God showed me His love for me although I completely disregard Him.I've experienced how He used a unworthy twerp as I am,and that has changed me ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E5i2pELpqBg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E5i2pELpqBg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I heart Youtube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I love www.blogthings.com too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Cookie Monster&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/cookie-monster.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misunderstood as a primal monster, you're a true hedonist with a huge sweet tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually feeling: Hungry. Cookies are preferred, but you'll eat anything if cookies aren't around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are famous for: Your slightly crazy eyes and usual way of speaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you life your life: In the moment. "Me want COOKIE!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/"&gt;The Sesame Street Personality Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love cookies,and food in general.Dawn is very greedy*nods furiously*..which is not very good considering a low metabolic rate.Hehee,I envy those skinny ones who eat alot and stay thin...while I juz have to SMELL food and gain weight.Okies,perhaps I'm exagerrating abit,but it seems like that many atimes.&lt;br /&gt;wahahas.&lt;br /&gt;OOoooh,Faceshop has nice and prettier colours!Yesterday when I was looking through the shop in IMM(its expanding too,I remember the time when they only had 3 branches)and I came across sooooo many pretty colours.Mark bought for me the sparkly red and sparkly pink one.^_^&lt;br /&gt;I've got the sparkly pink one on now...its a &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;BRIGHT &lt;/span&gt;shade a pink with little sparkles.Very retro,and looks alittle unusual on my hands.I've never worn such bright colours before!My usual nail polish shade would be dark brown,red,purple or black...either than or a subtle pearly pink or sliver.Never &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BRIGHT RETRO PINK&lt;/span&gt;.My poor unaccustommed eyes requires shades to shield the glare of this nail colour.But I love it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Izit juz me or I used up 2 paragraphs raveing about nail colour?and pink nail colour to boot?and used the word 'pretty' or a variation of it in one paragraph...oh gosh,I even lengthen my words with extra "oooo"s.Can anyone spell B-I-M-B-O-T-I-C?*shudders*&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;not in front of me thank you,or I'll punch your lights out&lt;/span&gt;.Heehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-9220227552458912255?l=rhapsody-in-writing.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-36789992.post-1978731124423712074</id><published>2007-03-08T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T22:41:03.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flames to dust</title><content type='html'>The only constant thing in this world,is CHANGE.&lt;br /&gt;Feelings change,friendships die.Situations are turned,nothing every lasts.&lt;br /&gt;Why do all good things come to an end?&lt;br /&gt;Why do things turn out like that?&lt;br /&gt;Don't we all wonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/naCVnxR_Etc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/naCVnxR_Etc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/36789992-1978731124423712074?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/1978731124423712074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=1978731124423712074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/1978731124423712074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/1978731124423712074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/03/flames-to-dust.html' title='flames to dust'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-6123044907744347049</id><published>2007-03-06T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T23:44:36.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ask a gay man fashion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Wahahas,I think this video clip series Ask A Gay Man:Fashion Edition's totally cool.This William Sledd guy is really funky!!Need fashion advice?Watch William Sledd's videos..I really enjoy his videos.Lols,I dun really bother much about my dressing coz although its pretty casual,I don't bother about it.As long as my clothes don't clash horribly with each other or look terribly disgusting..its fine=).&lt;br /&gt;Here's the first 2 clips of Ask A Gay Man..&lt;br /&gt;Episode 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sQ0PFrlax2w"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sQ0PFrlax2w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'm not sure where episode 2 went to,so here's...episode 3.&lt;br /&gt;(watch the vid,you hear that?black nail polish is not goth,its HOT.lols)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n31jN99EFro"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n31jN99EFro" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;My favorite episode so far...Nobody should be wearing Crocs,its disgusting.No amount of comfort is worth looking like that,its NASTY!Why do pple wear those??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PFGIEYvBVy0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PFGIEYvBVy0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/36789992-6123044907744347049?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/6123044907744347049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=6123044907744347049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/6123044907744347049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/6123044907744347049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/03/ask-gay-man-fashion.html' title='Ask a gay man fashion'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-917471111764191174</id><published>2007-03-05T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T14:43:36.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tembusu home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Re-whOhAOXI/AAAAAAAAABU/HC9IvkYUYJc/s1600-h/YEPpretrip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039440592929569138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Re-whOhAOXI/AAAAAAAAABU/HC9IvkYUYJc/s320/YEPpretrip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;YEP students&lt;/span&gt; went to &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Tembusu home&lt;/span&gt; for the pretrip activity!We were initially intending to clean out kennels for the animals in SPCA..But they didn't need anything like that at that time,so the plans fell through.Luckily,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Han Kee&lt;/span&gt; suggested we help out in the event his cca group(passion snergy or something like that) were hosting at Tembusu Home(its a home for male destitues with mental illnesses).&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to play games with them(chess,pingpong,manjong..etc) and lead them in Line dancing..Then,karaoke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yong Soon&lt;/span&gt; started off the Karaoke session with some really old catonese song..or at least I think its cantonese coz I don't understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gd8yG53Ci6s"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gd8yG53Ci6s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the residents sang chinese songs..and some malay ones sang english songs.When one of the residents sang "Let it be" by the Beatles,I almost jumped up in excitement coz I love that song..and didn't expect it to be sang in the home.Hahas,actually I did squeal and jumped on my seat...and unconciously whacking&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; YongSoon&lt;/span&gt; on the back(coz he was sitting in front of me) ,HARD.Hahas...everyone around me were snickering away while he cringed in pain"Wahh,you very violent leh!!"...(sorry!!I didn't know you were in front..seriously!!).One of the residents were laughing loudly and banging his cup on the table.*blushes in embarassment*I seriously didn't mean to hit him...&lt;br /&gt;It was great being able to spend time with the residents because many of them have no(or hardly any) visitors to Tembusu home,and many of them are really lonely..and rarely get to see outsiders.I feel really sad for them not having pple to visit simply becoz of the stigma involved.Although many of us felt uncomfortable or uneasy to be around the residents...I had trouble communicating in chinese to them,it was a good experience to all of us..&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Made quite afew new frens from my YEP group during the little outing we had,the ACM tour and this pretrip activity...they're nice,and I'm gonna enjoy being in china with them...yays.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zy1RAREhX24"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zy1RAREhX24" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maomao&lt;/span&gt;'s camera to help him tape the second clip.Ignore my voice in the background..and the brief glimpse of my mouth and hair...ahahas,I can't remember wad I was tring to do.Probably wondering if it was on or something...hahas.*points to oneself*VERY un-IT savvy person here...infotechnology hates me and the feeling's neutral.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-917471111764191174?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/917471111764191174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=917471111764191174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/917471111764191174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/917471111764191174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/04/tembusu-home.html' title='Tembusu home'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Re-whOhAOXI/AAAAAAAAABU/HC9IvkYUYJc/s72-c/YEPpretrip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-7165766363024818936</id><published>2007-03-03T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T23:09:47.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY</title><content type='html'>Passing and fleeting infatuations...they don't mean anything,right?Do they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas,MAN....I'm so bored,I've spent hours surfing through blog shops.I've got tons of old clothes I don't wear anymore...But too lazy and can't be bothered to set up such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;This is wayyy outdated,but on the last day of exams...I went back to MG to visit my old teachers for Chinese New Year!although I didn't see many of them,its great to be back...and to see my old classmates/schoolmates again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Reg5SthFe7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/CmaALHtwNDY/s1600-h/Back2MG2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037339176832695218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Reg5SthFe7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/CmaALHtwNDY/s320/Back2MG2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Left to right:&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YiCai,me,Beatrice,Abigail and Viv&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Reg5vdhFe8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/J6j6Xp2JGFs/s1600-h/Back2MG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037339670753934274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Reg5vdhFe8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/J6j6Xp2JGFs/s320/Back2MG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; KAP(king albert park's Macs...MG lingo,you wouldn't know about it=p) brings back memories for us man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Reg6VNhFe9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/iRLMV2p8ODQ/s1600-h/Back2MG3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037340319293995986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Reg6VNhFe9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/iRLMV2p8ODQ/s320/Back2MG3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Millie&lt;/span&gt;,oh &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;millie&lt;/span&gt; where are you??!!Hahas,we spent over an hour waiting for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TAN SI MIN&lt;/span&gt; at KAP...super sian.Hahas,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Viv&lt;/span&gt; ponned the ACJC's CNY celebrations and that's why she was at KAP so early..but &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Millie&lt;/span&gt; was still stuck in school(ACJC)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Reg6_NhFe-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/KCCSpRmBEpM/s1600-h/Back2MG4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037341040848501730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Reg6_NhFe-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/KCCSpRmBEpM/s320/Back2MG4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah yes...so bored that I took &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Abby's&lt;/span&gt; hairband and wore it.Wanted to know how I look in a hairband...the others said I looked very "sweet"...Bleahx,you think I wanna look sweet??!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Millie &lt;/span&gt;arrived and we headed to KAP...So great to see our teachers again,and I collected my wayy overdued Olevel certification..Hahas,the general office staff were very amused that I collected it one year late(I took the O's in 2005,and the cert was out on 2006).&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Online window shopping is addictive...juz the constant glare which I don't quite like..hahas..=D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-7165766363024818936?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/7165766363024818936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=7165766363024818936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/7165766363024818936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/7165766363024818936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/03/cny.html' title='CNY'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Reg5SthFe7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/CmaALHtwNDY/s72-c/Back2MG2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-4428235711901421468</id><published>2007-03-01T04:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T12:42:56.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing lasts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The only thing constant in this world,is change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I'm tired of feeling terrible all the time,I'd rather feel nothing at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-4428235711901421468?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/4428235711901421468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=4428235711901421468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/4428235711901421468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/4428235711901421468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/02/nothing-lasts.html' title='Nothing lasts'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-2446203917566963290</id><published>2007-02-19T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T22:54:39.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Wahaha,I know I'm very evil but...look at this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rdhdx2jg4yI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mUJmzilxE_E/s1600-h/xiaxue+and+ros.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032875694625973026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rdhdx2jg4yI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mUJmzilxE_E/s320/xiaxue+and+ros.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus on the black chair that wendy(xiaxue)'s standing next to.I've got the exact,same chair in my room!It was bought from Ikea if i'm not wrong..Anyways,that's not the point.When I stand next to that particular chair model,it reaches up to..slightly below my hips.That is when I'm standing..BAREFOOT.Xiaxue reaches that height in her super high wedge heels..and taking into account that I've got a longer torso in proportioned to my legs,I would be..quite abit taller than&lt;br /&gt;her!Yay-ness.&lt;br /&gt;Wadeva.Getting teased about my height has long lost its appeal..and I was juz curious to see if I was the same height as xiaxue,whom everybody seems to think is &lt;em&gt;"damn bloody short!!".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on,she's a blogger..who writes pretty well.She's amusing and engaging,and sometimes(ok,majority of the time) writes entries that pisses pple off.And all you can say is.."&lt;em&gt;she's damn bloody short!!!"??&lt;/em&gt;Wad does height got to do with her writings?&lt;br /&gt;Ah wells.Its amazing how she can tahan walking in those high heels or wedges so often.Even my highest heels(my beautiful wedges with ropes covering the wedge,black leather straps and pretty beading) aren't as high as hers..can't imagine wearing it everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;color:#9999ff;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Be Fashion Designer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsortofartistshouldyoubequiz/fashion-designer.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Although you're offbeat and artistic, you have a good eye for trends&lt;br /&gt;You can figure out new incredible clothes to create... that will sell well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsortofartistshouldyoubequiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;What Sort of Artist Should You Be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lols,boy do I know it.A whole bundle of unanswered wad-ifs.Wad if I'd gone to Mass Comm?Or bit the bullet and travelled all the way to Tampines(the other end of the world) to do Fashion Designing in TP?Wad if I'd applied to go NAFA?Wad ifs...and wad ifs.Its pathetic to wonder at this point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Is it really worthwhile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I might have been in Mass Comm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Or holding a pencil in my hand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and drawing to my heart's content.&lt;br /&gt;I might have gone to NAFA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;if not for the love of thee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Don't mind me and my silly melachonic airs.."thee",was I referring to a person or something?Hahas,it refers to a dozen different things.Till now I still dun know if it'll pay off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com,I"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;www.blogthings.com,I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; love quizzes!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-2446203917566963290?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/2446203917566963290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=2446203917566963290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/2446203917566963290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/2446203917566963290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/02/short.html' title='Short'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rdhdx2jg4yI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mUJmzilxE_E/s72-c/xiaxue+and+ros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-316029588457254103</id><published>2007-02-17T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T21:29:20.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentine's day itself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;On 14th of Feb..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was studying for my inorgainc chem paper which was later at 2pm..bleh,which turned out to be a total flop in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mark:Heys...Happy Valentine's day dawndawn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Me:Huh?Ooooh,today's Valentine's day ar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mark:-_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-316029588457254103?l=rhapsody-in-writing.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-36789992.post-117110154334139979</id><published>2007-02-11T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T22:52:06.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rc3ZHvtgkUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/itBqfYnG5lI/s1600-h/Copy+1+of+Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029915085932368194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rc3ZHvtgkUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/itBqfYnG5lI/s320/Copy+1+of+Me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; Nice length?I like it...I miss my old hair style!My dad dragged me to EChouse to get a haircut today.."During chinese New Year,must change new curtains.."-.-.Hahas,I dun really like going to the hairdresser's becoz I'm always afraid that the hair style would turn out awful,or if I'm not used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Well,I asked the hairdresser to cut my hair unevenly,abit zaggered so I'll have the same effect as my usual hairstyle(above).Basically juz wanted a trim..the hairstylist had a similiar zaggered style at the back..so I told her to trim the back of my head..similiar to hers.And she gave me a hairstyle almost identical to hers..right down to the short china doll like fringe,which I didn't quite want.I wanted to keep my fringe.Hahas...now I've got a cute short fringe.I'll admit it looks cute..but no,I don't wanna look CUTE.I don't do the kawaii look..its juz not me.Grow fringe,grow!!hahas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-117110154334139979?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qFCo525ahuw/Rc3ZHvtgkUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/itBqfYnG5lI/s72-c/Copy+1+of+Me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36789992.post-117110343789271364</id><published>2007-02-11T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T18:30:37.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JQ's bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This was quite some time back...it was after the Ngee Ann open house.After sweating it out in the leather Xmen costume(see my back entries),we headed down to Marina Square for JQ's bday celebration!He's 26 this year...:)&lt;br /&gt;We ate at Thai Express...it was my first time eating there,and the food's GOOD.&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sansan&lt;/span&gt;(dunno how to spell her name) used to work in Thai Express...so she was happily dishing out recomendations as to wad to eat.I had the curried soft shell crab and rice..it was REALLY GOOD.I LOVE it..so yummy.I tried &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Joyce'&lt;/span&gt;s green curry...its really yummy,but rather spicy.Even after adding loads of coconut milk it was too spicy for &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Joyce&lt;/span&gt;=(...oh wells,I found it really nice...love the sourish taste,but it was rather spicy.&lt;br /&gt;After the meal,&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Joyce &lt;/span&gt;brought out a miniature strawberry heartshaped cake for &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;JQ&lt;/span&gt;...super cute!Felt kinda paisei that I didn't get anything for him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/146803/JQ%27s%20bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/320/433638/JQ%27s%20bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;From the back,anticlockwise position:&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;William,Derrick(only can see half his face),Beesim(half her face got cut off by me..argh,sorry!!),Me,Mark,Joyce,SanSan,JingQuan and Collin.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Edwin&lt;/span&gt; couldn't make it..and silly &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ah cheong&lt;/span&gt; thought the outing was on saturday!-.-&lt;br /&gt;As we sang the birthday song..the restuarant manager was nice enough to put on the "happy birthday"tune in the restuarant's speakers.hahas,most of the patrons in Thai Express turned their attention to the birthday boy(actually,he wouldn't excatly be called a boy anymore..ahaha) and leaving&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; Jingquan&lt;/span&gt; alittle paisei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/94047/JQ%27s%20bday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/320/183298/JQ%27s%20bday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; We went to the Esplanade after that to find a nice place to take pictures.The esplanade looks really nice at night!All the pretty lights and colours.^_^Everybody can be seen in this picture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;From top left clockwise direction:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;William,Derrick,Beesim,Collin,Joyce,SanSan,Jingquan,Me and Mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;After that &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Joyce &lt;/span&gt;was feeling rather tired...and I was also rather tired after my 4 hour suana in the Xmen suit in the open house..so most of us headed back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love Thai express's Curried soft shell crab&lt;/span&gt;!!Must try..its really yummy,especially if you like crab..and the curry has a texture of the spicy peanut sauce they usually serve with satay.Very nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Although &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;JQ &lt;/span&gt;is 26 this year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;he'll always be the young at heart ninjado senior!^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-117110343789271364?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/117110343789271364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=117110343789271364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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uncontrolably*&lt;br /&gt;Ahh,Valentine's day.The day which florists and other retailers earn loads off smittened lovebirds*shudder*.However ask around and I notice that many will defensively retort back,"I don't celebrate Valentine's Day"..hahas,I guess its getting pretty oldfashioned and uncool to proclaim that one participates in this annual sugary sweet ritual that feeds the retail industry due to over commerialization..&lt;br /&gt;Hahas,I don't really take notice of Valentine's Day...in fact,I don't really keep track of the date.Only when a certain time in Feb when everywhere starts to get plastered with red hearts and pink flowers and wadnots...and I'll go,"ohh,so its v-day again!"&lt;br /&gt;I don't really celebrate it...but being formerly from an all-girl's school,every year we'll celebrate it amongst frens..we'll exchange cookies,chocolates,gifts,flowers..etc.&lt;br /&gt;But my most memorable v-day was last year,when I was super depressed and down.2 of my frens saw me like that and dragged me out on valentine's day..so sweet.one of them got me flowers!We had dinner at MOS burger and talked a whole load of crap the rest of the night...they really cheered me up lots^_^&lt;br /&gt;Wad will I be doing this year?Haha,I've got inorganic chem exam!How absolutely fabulous..and I positively LOVE chem.I wasn't planning on going out or wadever..but geez,CHEM?If it was microbio or physio I wouldn't mind..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-117109530865969247?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/117109530865969247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=117109530865969247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://individualistically-different.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_individualistically-different_archive.html"&gt;http://individualistically-different.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_individualistically-different_archive.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As a form of destressing,I read some of my earliest entries in my previous blog.Hahas,how differently I used to write.Perhaps it was also becoz I had alot more free time in the past than now.Right now,school takes up most of my time..and I've been so busy with one thing or another that I've forgotten wad is supposed to be the important things in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Its bittersweet to see how people and perceptions changed.&lt;br /&gt;Oh simple things,where have you gone?And "shame on you if you fool me once,shame on me if you fool me twice"...these 2 phases came streaming in my mind as I read through.&lt;br /&gt;And ooh,the fond memories of our PCG.We used to be super close..and called ourselves the cre-atures.We're still known as the cre-atures..and its amazing how all of us have developed and grown up.&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jaime&lt;/span&gt;'s done a ceramic perm,&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lester&lt;/span&gt;..still looks the same.Wahaha,you should get a makeover man..you've looked the same throughout the 5 years I've known you..except for miniscule,slight changes in the hair.&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ashash and Abby&lt;/span&gt; have gone to the army!!!&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Andrew&lt;/span&gt;'s growing taller and more manly each day.Haha,&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Daniel &lt;/span&gt;commented,"&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Andrew&lt;/span&gt;'s getting more and more goodlooking huh?" while giving me a sly smile as he said it.Then I was like,"Yeah..I think he's the best looking of our batch..Oei!!haha,I knew him since young!I don't think of him that way ok..".&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Woeixi&lt;/span&gt;'s becoming prettier and more matured looking!&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Diana&lt;/span&gt;'s changed her haristyle to a sideparting still then,and is sporting a short spunky hairstyle.&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JunMing&lt;/span&gt;'s changed his hairstyle too,makes him look more matured..wahaha,the guy's 19 this year..but still very young at heart.&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kenneth&lt;/span&gt;,well..haha,my dear fren still looks the same.Our group used to be so closly knit!Now we're so busy..Miss being with them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-117093450750441386?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/117093450750441386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=117093450750441386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/117093450750441386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/117093450750441386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/02/simple-things.html' title='Simple things'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-117034509796341681</id><published>2007-02-02T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T00:27:52.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dove</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fc2Ity4uV_Y"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fc2Ity4uV_Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I juz love this Dove advertisement..Its so meaningful and different from the usual beautiful,glamorous ads on tvs nowadays that practically screamed materialism.This one's beautiful in a whole different way..it ponders on beauty.Wad is beauty?Hahas,its an extermely subjective question...but our perspective of beauty has been so specified that our thinking has become too rigid.So yeps,that's the asian version of the advert..which deals with the facial features that asian women dislike..single eyelids,small eyes..etc.&lt;br /&gt;And here's the westernised one..which shows how girls dislike feckles and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RADYaTvTGts&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search=&lt;br /&gt;But in the 2 different versions,there are girls who think they are fat and ugly.=(&lt;br /&gt;Here's the Dove advertisement showing how pictures of models are heavily madeup and photoshopped.Its kinda cool to see how makeup and photoshopping can change a person's features so much!But it only shows how much our expectations of beauty has been distorted,juz like the photoshopped image.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KF5aVNmVpys&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search=&lt;br /&gt;Heehee,I'm guilty of that myself.I've had many pple telling me that I'm not goodlooking,some even blunt enough to say that I'm ugly..and fat.THANKS.&lt;br /&gt;I guess everyone started out with a pretty healthy self esteem with themselves,or maybe some juz didn't bother.But as we grew older,self doubt creeps and we begin to compare wad we have or don't have.And coupled with unpleasant comments..all of us end up with bruised egos in one way or another..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha,here's a picture of..me!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/421660/SP_A0174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/320/671983/SP_A0174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont like..&lt;br /&gt;1.My small eyes.&lt;br /&gt;2.My big fat nose.&lt;br /&gt;3.My chubby,shapeless face.&lt;br /&gt;4.You can't see this,but my ears stick out like a monkey.&lt;br /&gt;5.My hair is dry and wirey.&lt;br /&gt;6.I'm FAT.(23inch waist and 31inch hips!And my huge thighs and footballer calves!)&lt;br /&gt;7.I've got muscluar arms.Its sad to be a girl with muscluar arms!=(&lt;br /&gt;8.I hardly got any eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;9.How old do you think I look?Would anyone actually think that I'm 18 this year?*gasp*&lt;br /&gt;Hahas,add one more item and I'll make it ten things I dislike about myself.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wear much makeup..usually its juz abit of eyeliner and lipgloss.Haha,can't be bothered with the foundations and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/827554/13082006%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/320/205931/13082006%28004%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its great that Dove is having the campaign for real women...go check out their website!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-117034509796341681?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/117034509796341681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=117034509796341681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/117034509796341681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/117034509796341681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/02/dove.html' title='Dove'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-116982188905689078</id><published>2007-01-27T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T22:31:29.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGhhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Assorted thoughts of my clogged up mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Maths,I hate maths!Its disgusting..and I detest it!!Although I know the concepts,more or less...I can never get the question correct!If its not that I didn't know how to apply it,its becoz of careless mistakes!Haiz,my mind juz can't process such things..I was never meant to be in this course.Sciences and maths were never my strong points..I miss the literature,drawing,writing,presentations and analysing something esle besides chemicals and equations.I miss using the pencil to shade and draw...something esle besides the element shells or wadeva.I even miss painting.Lols,now as I think back..it was juz amusing how I got to my course of choice,biomedical science.I love bio..and that's the only thing I can score in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;So many people are helping me with my maths...Cheryl,Arthur,Donnie,Nadjmi,and my tuition teacher...I dun wanna disappoint them!Mark's paying for my tuition with Cheryl..and I dun want his money to go to waste.He insists on me having tuition,and I know I'd never be able to pay him back.Cheryl's not the only one tutoring me..after my parents saw me break down late at night while stuggling to understand my maths concepts,my mother snapped out of it and gave me tuition.But I don't know if its alittle to late.And I don't wanna waste their money.Its bleeding them dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I admire people who are intelligent and hardworking,and are disciplined to work hard to obtain the marks.I don't envy them,because they deserve it.But I don't hold those who are so complacent in their daily school work and yet do well with high respect.Perhaps its sour grapes,but I'm one of those unfortunate people who study furiously in order to do reasonably well(I dun even expect top marks,is a pass for every module too much to ask?)...and yet,IT NEVER WORKS.All I get back is abysmal results.And its disheartening..yes,I think its unfair.But nah,its nobody's fault.I chose my path,and this is the one I've got to follow through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;On a completely different note,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;today Mark and I went to Jurong East to eat and go to the library...and there was a pasar malam taking place there.And when I saw the stall that sold cotton candy and popcorn..I started bouncing and pointing excitedly to it.I love cotton candy!!And those were the super fluffy and totally MELTS in your mouth once you place it in your mouth.Its unlike those cotton candy that are preserved in wrappers and sold in candy empire...or those freshly swirlled cotton candy that are so sticky and are really hard to dissolve in your mouth..and when they do,its reduced to hard lumps of coloured sugar.The texture is coarser as compared to the delicateness of the ones sold in pasar malam(wahhaa,I can become a cotton candy critic!).I love those which are blue,purple or white...don't quite like the conventional pink ones.So mark bought me the blue one!!^_^I love the fluffles.Shared it with Mark,and went sugar high.Mark got abit freaked when I was like,"look mark,look at the pretty texture of the blue cotton candy..its so prettyy.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Snapple says that their juices are the "best stuff on earth",wells..they're lying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;COTTON CANDY IS.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Man,I'm broke.Too much cocktails.Hahas,This month I went to bars with my frens or Mark every week till...no more money.Ooh,terrible&gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Why can't I seem to keep the friends that matter most?Is it just me,or terrible random circumstances?They mean so much to me,but everytime..I lose them.Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Nat,yeah...both of us are going through rough times.Cheer up okies?Some things juz can't be sorted out,or answered.Sad truth as it is.There are some things we will never know...We'll get by..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-116982188905689078?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/116982188905689078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=116982188905689078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116982188905689078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116982188905689078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/01/arghhhh.html' title='ARGhhhh'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-116936192596185540</id><published>2007-01-22T06:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T14:51:30.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open house</title><content type='html'>This year's LSCT(life science and chemical technology) theme for the NP's open house was...Xmen!!Coz in life science,we study about genetics and mutation...so the lecturers chose it as our theme this year.I thought it was super cool,how they modified the exhibitions and stuff to suit the Xmen theme.And several pple would dress up as various Xmen and walk around during the open house!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dr Ho&lt;/span&gt; actually assigned me to be Storm..but then there was a mixup in the character assignment,so at first it turned out that I didn't have a role..so I went down to explore the different exhibits in the lab.Took my blood pressure and tested my blood type,B+.Then I took photos with the Xmen guys!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Donnie&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;wolverine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...his costume is like,the coolest amongst all of them..&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nian Shun&lt;/span&gt; is Cyclops,later he switched to Angel...and this guy dressed up as Angel,he put on &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;BLUE &lt;/span&gt;contacts!!^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/396139/Xmen%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/320/111928/Xmen%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But awhile later,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maxine &lt;/span&gt;called me and asked if I could be &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Storm&lt;/span&gt; again,coz the girl who was dressing up as &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Rogue&lt;/span&gt; couldn't fit into the costume,or any of the other costumes...and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maxine &lt;/span&gt;didn't wanna wear Storm's costume coz it made her butt look fat(lols!).So I dressed up as Storm..With the white wig!Hahas,it was super hot in the suit la..&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/473982/Xmen3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/320/69948/Xmen3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here's our "family pic"!Cyclops,Angel,Wolverine,Rouge,Jean Grey(&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hui ling&lt;/span&gt;,I think that's her name) and Storm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/383630/XmenNPopenhouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/320/75761/XmenNPopenhouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After awhile sweating under the hot white wig became really unbearable...so I ditched the wig.Hahas...&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Donnie &lt;/span&gt;said I looked better without it anyways.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Donnie,&lt;/span&gt;as wolverine had stick on sideburns...and since the leather costumes were SO HOT...he practically had &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sweat drops&lt;/span&gt; dripping off his sideburns&gt;.&lt;. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/5553/Xmen4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/320/919166/Xmen4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Xmen girls juz love to cam whore...we took tons of similiar shots beside the fan,to get the windswept look.But my hair was still alittle flattened from the white wig...hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/809496/Xmengirls2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/320/268423/Xmengirls2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another family pic!This time &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nian Shun was Angel&lt;/span&gt; and one &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Year 3 BMS guy&lt;/span&gt; was cyclops.Hahas,after I heard &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maxine&lt;/span&gt; say that her butt looked big in the Storm costume,I kept asking pple...Do I look fat??Hahas.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Donnie was like...-_-&lt;/span&gt;","Nooo,you don't..you've got a figure ok?Nice...you're not FAT!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/782104/XmenNPopenhouse2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/320/504512/XmenNPopenhouse2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took photo with&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Veron&lt;/span&gt;..He's this guy in LSCT who &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;sings AMAZINGLY well&lt;/span&gt;.His voice is rather feminine...if you were to close your eyes,you'd think it was a very good alto singer.He picked alot of songs with female lead singers to sing.It was really good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/73017/veron%26us2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/320/778404/veron%26us2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Xmen power!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Donnie's wolverine claws are so cool...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/223892/Xmen5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/320/807275/Xmen5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Nian Shun and I &lt;/span&gt;in LSCT!!!He really suits Angel well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/604601/XmenAngel%26I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/320/631980/XmenAngel%26I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The mutants went down to invade the convention centre and to do some publicity for LSCT.We took photo with some panda over there...hahas,&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Donnie&lt;/span&gt; wanted to take photo of wolverine killing the panda bear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/753611/Xmen%26panda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/320/114136/Xmen%26panda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-116936192596185540?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/116936192596185540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=116936192596185540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116936192596185540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116936192596185540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/01/open-house.html' title='Open house'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-116912522968731413</id><published>2007-01-19T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T21:00:29.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl Out Loud</title><content type='html'>This is the Girl's Out Loud show,episode 6.Its SUPER FUNNY!!!!Must watch!&lt;br /&gt;In this episode,Ros and Wendy(Xiaxue) explores the paranormal,the believers as well as the skeptics.Must watch!Go on,click on it!&lt;br /&gt;Part 1:Palm reading!The palm reader didn't really like Ros much =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CmuvjLhNGvg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CmuvjLhNGvg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2:Ros and Wendy invites a witch,bomoh,medium and a skeptic to talk it out.Lols,the skeptic Gabriel looks like a plump female lady!!!&lt;br /&gt;The medium claims that a metal bullet surgically implanted into his arm and whizz around his body and protect him if bullets were fired at him.Wendy takes his claim to the test with fake metal bullets.Its SUPER FUNNY!!I seriously don't think a magnet would be able to protect babyboss from real bullets even if it did move.And geez man,if the magnet whizzed around his body like that...he'll suffer from a heck alot of internal injuries.Watch his response!!Really hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JcIy6fGm6jI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JcIy6fGm6jI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 3:Ros and Wendy follows a lady on a 'house cleansing session'.FUNNYYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Christy(the house cleanser):*holding a metal stick*I'm going to perform earth acupuncture(mind my spelling) for it..&lt;br /&gt;xiaxue:*seeing that Christy's found the place*Ok poke it!&lt;br /&gt;Christy:nono,I've got to let it know that I'm coming..&lt;br /&gt;Ros &amp; xiaxue:let it know?I'm coming!!!&lt;br /&gt;*laughter*&lt;br /&gt;Christy:yes,becoz you know its earth...it wouldn't like it if you juz poke it..&lt;br /&gt;Ros:How do you tell it that you're going to poke it? &lt;br /&gt;Christy:I've got to talk to it...like mentally,let it know I'm coming in.&lt;br /&gt;xiaxue:so if I insult it would the ground be hurt?&lt;br /&gt;Christy:yes,yes alittle bit..&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;br /&gt;They took a trip to the old Changi hospital too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bGyKLLDlNAA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bGyKLLDlNAA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liked the show?Catch it every monday,10pm on Channel 5.Or,juz search it up on Youtube.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-116912522968731413?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/116912522968731413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=116912522968731413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116912522968731413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116912522968731413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/01/girl-out-loud.html' title='Girl Out Loud'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-116870309811304684</id><published>2007-01-14T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T22:37:07.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth camp pics</title><content type='html'>Hahas,this is wayyy over due.But if I practice anymore maths I fear I shall choke over the implicit differenciation and logs and die.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna upload the pictures from our youth camp 06.It was straight after my exam week..18th to 21th Dec if I'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Since St Andrew's didn't allow us to enter till like noon,we had games in AMC first...It was those kinds in different game stations,thought the games comm did a good job at it.One of the more hilarious games was playing dog and bone,except with soap and several buckets to make it more confusing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/497527/_IGP0312__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/844098/_IGP0312__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Walter,Eugene,Kenneth and I&lt;/span&gt; rushing for the bar of soap.Heehee,at that time I recently coloured my hair.See my freshly highlighted hair?It was partial highlights,so the red wasn't all over my head.Its faded quite abit since then...:(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/136142/_IGP0298__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/437578/_IGP0298__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tiffy and kenneth&lt;/span&gt; racing to get the bar of soap.Haha,their footsteps were so sychronised that I had to put this in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/726497/_IGP0380__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/839556/_IGP0380__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Darius,Joel and Linus&lt;/span&gt; playing in one of the station games...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/190322/_IGP0334__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/309083/_IGP0334__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SHUNQUAN AR!!!!!lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/789584/_IGP0475__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/956593/_IGP0475__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Toto,I don't think we're in Dover anymore.."welcome to St Andrew's Village!The whole layout of St Andrew's Village was nicely spaced out,architecture was nice too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/773005/_IGP0473__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/700003/_IGP0473__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Shaw Hall and dorm area...the whole colour scheme and arched passageways gave a very pleasant,cosy cottageish feel to the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/792741/_IGP0484__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/148115/_IGP0484__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not for long!Its time to mess up the basketball courts of St Andrew's..the AMC way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/692495/_IGP0516__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/187795/_IGP0516__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice face paint &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Clarence and Cedric&lt;/span&gt;...The games comm painted their faces for this camp's wet and messy games. Bottom:&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kenneth,Shern,Bevie and Ashash(ashley)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/304715/_IGP0566__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/460655/_IGP0566__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/35936/_IGP0534__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/312758/_IGP0534__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't call him the "terminator" on the soccer field for nothing.&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Marshall&lt;/span&gt; totally rocks.Lols,in this game we had to sausage roll on the plastic mat with soap and I dunno wad esle...think there was wasebi peas on it too,pick up a polo sweet hidden in a plate of flour,do 20 jumping jacks(with he's doing so fast you see his hands blurred),run in circles 20 times,duckwalk to the place and answer a question.If you fail,eat liquorine(I suddenly can't remember how to spell it) or wasebi peas...I ate it volunteerily.Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/577256/_IGP0544__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/729137/_IGP0544__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ShunQuan&lt;/span&gt; is evil...he's adding more soap.Hahas,there were other messy games as well..At the end of it I had soap foaming up and trailing down my legs..and no more how much I rinsed off,the soap kept foaming up!So darn er xin lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/340241/_IGP0624__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/784583/_IGP0624__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After we got cleaned up and fed(dinnertime)...we gathered at the Shaw Hall for worship.That's &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yuliang&lt;/span&gt; up there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/275822/_IGP0643__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/733777/_IGP0643__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don'tbe misled by his blurness...he's a great guitarist and young worship leader.&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kevin Lam&lt;/span&gt;!His mom makes GREAT cheesecakes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/564581/_IGP0630__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/621705/_IGP0630__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our guest pastor who came to share the sermon during the camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/535274/_IGP0676__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/208913/_IGP0676__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next morning...nice shot.You can see the sun rays shining down...The 3rd level was occupied by us...the girls and guys dorms were there.The 2nd level was taken up by another youth camp.lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/38077/_IGP0745__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/717515/_IGP0745__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the end of one worshop which &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pastor Bernard&lt;/span&gt; conducted..in our groups had to design a device to prevent an egg from breaking when dropped from the 3rd storey.It was to represent how situations were to be handled carefully,and how easily relationships between people can be broken with how you handle them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/987688/_IGP0750__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/782998/_IGP0750__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha,the first group that finished...their little egg carrier even had a smiley face drawn on it!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/125200/_IGP0766__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/117085/_IGP0766__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out to test our various egg carriers...Every group's survived..But &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Maverick's&lt;/span&gt; went SPLAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/894424/_IGP0806__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/370732/_IGP0806__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later,there was a game which required us to dress up one person..and my group ganged up on me.On the excuse that since I'm smaller,easier to dress up.-.- haha,that stick on my mouth's a lollypop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/923006/_IGP0807__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/730957/_IGP0807__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; Eugene&lt;/span&gt; making mickey mouse ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/862996/_IGP0811__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/836051/_IGP0811__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls don't ask me wad was this supposed to be...&gt;.&lt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/774997/_IGP0823__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/861337/_IGP0823__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas,that's &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Maverick&lt;/span&gt;.Super cute lah,that guy..he's Sec 2 this year.He's &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Marshall'&lt;/span&gt;s younger brother..they've got another brother in the middle,&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mark&lt;/span&gt;..he's my asst. group leader,can see him somewhere in the previous pic.All 3 terminators look alike,except for the following variations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Marshall-broad shoulders&lt;br /&gt;Mark-big nose&lt;br /&gt;Maverick-big teeth.:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dinner and our nighttime activity was rather interesting.It was also the activiy that impacted us the most.We were given a small taste of wad some pple go through in China,pple who were not given enough substanical food to live on.Our night activity was a game played,to portray how the christians of the underground church live in fear and uncertainty.Will our faith be that strong?&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/170189/_IGP0845__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/397773/_IGP0845__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were served,cold chicken and egg...&lt;br /&gt;OR porridge with 3-5 peanuts.I got the porridge...super bland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/259202/_IGP0853__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/871393/_IGP0853__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get any photos of us playing the game.But it was alot of running around and tryingto find various contacts to get to the 'underground church'.If you were unlucky enough to be caught..you'd be sent to the jailhouse.I never knew our AMC youth guys could be so scary.&gt;.&lt;..I heard &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yuming&lt;/span&gt; was scared to tears in the "jail".They had to get someone to talk and comfort her..:(.That's &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Weeteck&lt;/span&gt; in the picture saying how he felt about the whole thing during the debrief.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/672376/_IGP0879__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/149065/_IGP0879__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/610022/_IGP0884__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/65264/_IGP0884__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cheeezz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/488395/_IGP0888__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/388115/_IGP0888__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BLEHhhh...hahas.&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joel and Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3rd day of the camp...such a nice mornnn...ARGHHHHH!!!OMG &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ray&lt;/span&gt;,wads with you??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/983115/_IGP1050__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/354639/_IGP1050__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He isn't usually this goofy..this 1.90m giant(juz kidding &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ray&lt;/span&gt;!!!)'s our youth prayer ministry IC,and now in the army..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/991/_IGP1051__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/745603/_IGP1051__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the time was taken to prepare for our mascots and finale night.. And yeah!The food is always the nicest on finale night.Lamb,beef,turkey,fruit salad,french baquette(mind my spelling) with garlic tomatoes...YUMMY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/885265/_IGP1064__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/124135/_IGP1064__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pretty!!I dunno if the stars were photoshopped...the night skies of St Andrew's ...&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/641747/_IGP1066__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/900725/_IGP1066__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finale night!!!Here's the 2 mascots that I thought were cool..No,that's not Singa the lion...that's my dear &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;diana&lt;/span&gt; dressed up as a lion for her group's mascot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/114729/_IGP1076__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/711182/_IGP1076__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lols,&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jannell &lt;/span&gt;had trouble sitting down with the large cardboard shell at the best.Cool,she loks like one of the teenage mutant ninja turtles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/283347/_IGP1080__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/588437/_IGP1080__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bevie&lt;/span&gt; as her group's mascot...black face paint!!Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/151702/_IGP1207__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/729219/_IGP1207__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Worship,&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Leslie&lt;/span&gt; was leading.Heehees,the parents are always invited to watch the Finale night...and leslie said that he had to lead in worship coz he bridges the old and the young.But seriously,he's no old fart...he's pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/812166/_IGP1087_1__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/507434/_IGP1087_1__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our two emcees for the night...&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tiffy Ang&lt;/span&gt; and the very cute,&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Maverick&lt;/span&gt;.Why do I get a very david and goliath impression here?Hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/78675/_IGP1100__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/646379/_IGP1100__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Eugene and I&lt;/span&gt; preparing for our group's item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/528482/_IGP1103__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/466262/_IGP1103__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hehes,&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sheow en&lt;/span&gt; was fed chilli padi until his lips swelled up to gigantic proportions!!Who needs &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sally Hansen's Lip Plumping Effects&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/886617/_IGP1128__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/211668/_IGP1128__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; Benedict's&lt;/span&gt; group item:an advertisement for Courage for Dummies.It was pretty well done...hahas,it's not a real book..juz an ordinary exercise book.But the drawing's really good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/528816/_IGP1139__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/842422/_IGP1139__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas,these 2 clowns were running around during they're really hilarious,slapstick skit...They were imitating girls screaming and running about during the night games we played the night before..the underground church?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/197133/_IGP1165__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/940990/_IGP1165__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols,&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;JULIEN &lt;/span&gt;ONEHILL!Her group had to do a song and she was prancing around acting like paul twohill.Her imitations of him was funnyyyy!!Growling and screaming into the mike and tossing her hair around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/962873/_IGP1173__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/652672/_IGP1173__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the whole thing...we took a whole lot of photos!This is a pic of our 1989 batch!From bottom left anticlockwise(around me!):&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Andrew,Alvin,Joel,Joanne G,Joanne Huang,Diana and Kenneth!I'&lt;/span&gt;m in the middle=).All of us have stuck together for more than 10 years now,ever since Sunday school days..many have left,and with recent additions(&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;joanne Huang&lt;/span&gt;) and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Alvin&lt;/span&gt;,our fellow sunday school fren who &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joel &lt;/span&gt;convinced to come for the camp...He's in NJC now!So cool to see everyone grown up...&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Andrew&lt;/span&gt;'s grown tall and goodlooking,&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Alvin &lt;/span&gt;too..&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joel&lt;/span&gt; still has the very prominant nose..wahhaha.&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jo Goh and Diana's&lt;/span&gt; grown prettier and prettier each day*wipes tears away*Ah heck,everyone's looking better and better!Love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/916139/_IGP1221__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/389023/_IGP1221__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oei guys..play nice lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/359891/_IGP1225__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/231318/_IGP1225__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tiffy's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hair is funkkieeeeee...its faded abit since she first dyed it,but its still good.&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yuliang,Clarence and Chris&lt;/span&gt; at the background..&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jesse&lt;/span&gt; at the bass upfront&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/138012/_IGP1228__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/591077/_IGP1228__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Top to bottom,left to right:&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Eugene,Linus,Junming,Lijia,Lester,Joel,Benedict,Weeteck,Henry,ShunQuan,Maverick,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Walter,Gabriel&lt;/span&gt;.Haha,don't bluff...don't act demure...&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/169981/_IGP1245__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/965654/_IGP1245__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Come on..you can do better than that..Enlarge the pic and look at the top lefthand side.See me and my group of frens?=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/681754/_IGP1240__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/233817/_IGP1240__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Erms...ooooks,thank you &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Benedict and Darius&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/694848/_IGP1238__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/903516/_IGP1238__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Writing our reflections..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/265722/_IGP1251__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/841799/_IGP1251__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Praying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/313465/_IGP1265__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/448928/_IGP1265__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our camp poster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/420675/_IGP1310__Large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/130992/_IGP1310__Large_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-116870309811304684?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/116870309811304684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=116870309811304684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116870309811304684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116870309811304684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/01/youth-camp-pics.html' title='Youth camp pics'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-116826913704467764</id><published>2007-01-09T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T23:12:17.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waahhharghhh..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Thurs:Maths test(implicit differenciation,differenciation with logs and exponents,integration...of all I do not know anything about.Wahhargh..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Next week,Tues:Maths common test retest(I'm going nuts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Final semesteral exam for maths:in about 4 weeks' time.(*sniffs*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Maths will be the death of me.I don't wanna retake.And I can't imagine myself retaking.But the possibility of it is oh so great right now.Arghghhhhh..I hate maths.It hates me too.The feeling's mutual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-116826913704467764?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/116826913704467764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=116826913704467764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116826913704467764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116826913704467764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/01/waahhharghhh.html' title='Waahhharghhh..'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-116823430865132824</id><published>2007-01-09T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T13:31:48.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Note</title><content type='html'>yays,last friday finally got people to go watch Death Note with me.&lt;br /&gt;Haha,I was tending the booth for the rockclimbing recuitment drive on thursday...and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nianshun&lt;/span&gt; passed by.&lt;br /&gt;Afew months ago,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Van,Huishan,Nianshun and I&lt;/span&gt; went to watch Death Note 1...So he asked me if I wanted to watch Death Note 2.Was so super happy,coz I've been wanting to watch it but couldn't find pple to come along...either that or most of them have watched it already.So on friday after IS classes &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Donald,NianShun and I&lt;/span&gt; went to Plaza Singapura to watch it:).&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HuiShan &lt;/span&gt;couldn't go coz she had OB camp or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/143929/death%20note.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/320/984073/death%20note.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Donald and I&lt;/span&gt; imitating L and misamisa...haha.I wanted &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nianshun&lt;/span&gt; to be Light...But we couldn't find anyone to take the picture for us..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Death Note 2 was good!I think the scriptwriter really put in alot of thought into the plot.Its really exciting,with lots of unexpected twists.Light is a brillant genius!But its haiz..L and Light died in the end.The show made me so depressed after that...-.-The pasty sugarloving L shouldnt have died!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-116823430865132824?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/116823430865132824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=116823430865132824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116823430865132824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116823430865132824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/01/death-note.html' title='Death Note'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-116789828402917709</id><published>2007-01-05T08:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T16:11:24.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ryan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Okies,e'nuff depressing stuff.I know this is wayyy out dated,but whoopee &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt;..you're on Youtube!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hahaa,this was taken during one of the ninjado training camp recee at Pulau ubin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-wvLdO2d-Js"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-wvLdO2d-Js" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/36789992-116789828402917709?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/116789828402917709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=116789828402917709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116789828402917709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116789828402917709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/01/ryan.html' title='ryan'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-116789697978013766</id><published>2007-01-05T07:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T15:56:48.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>There are times with life gets abit rough..But this is getting ridiculous.Everywhere,I'm being flanked with conflict,disappointments and rocky situations.Fabulous.Its extremely tiring.&lt;br /&gt;I remember Singapore Dreaming,a typical chinese family was portrayed.The son,was a useless,arrogant twit.And despite of all of it,his frivolousness is over looked..and the dad absolutely dotes on him.I would never imagine how such disgusting behaviour would creep into my life as well.My dad has always insisted that he's extremely westernized,and looks down on the chinese*coughcough*imperialistic!!!!*coughcough*.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't get some people.If that is how he feels...why is he so molly-coddled by him?&lt;br /&gt;Its disgusting,how he schemes and lies..&lt;br /&gt;sucks up to my father.&lt;br /&gt;And my dad,being gifted with sharp eyes...why can't he pick out his true character?Can't he see how he treats my mother?Its rude and utterly disrespectful of him.He dares to beat up my mother,and demands apologies from her although he is in the wrong.He treats me no better,he disregards all authority my mother and I have over him.And he's extremely rude.Everybody can see it.My frens..my grandparents.And who is the person to refuses to acknowledge the monster he has become?The person whom he sucks up to...my dear dad.&lt;br /&gt;I fear for my family.If he can treat my mother and I in this manner at such a tender age...he is going to be even more uncontrollable when he grows older and goes through his teenage years.It is shocking for a boy to have such a bitchy and manipulative character...its extremely disturbing.A simple smack on the wrist doesn't discipline the child..look at the monster my brother has become.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-116789697978013766?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/116789697978013766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=116789697978013766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116789697978013766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116789697978013766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2007/01/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-116755783017474382</id><published>2007-01-01T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T17:44:14.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>altaro!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/711769/altaro%21%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/320/909977/altaro%21%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Altaro,30ml:a passionate oriental fragrance with cinnamon,sandalwood,clove and musk.&lt;br /&gt;See this &lt;strong&gt;pretty purple bottle&lt;/strong&gt;?Its gonna be MINE to keep at last in afew days time.Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas,for those whose know me...I'm a perfumist at heart.I love fragrances,particularly the Body Shop range.I like mixing fragrances as well:).I particularly like lighter,breezy scents..and those with a hint of fruityness.But I like some heavier ones,with tones of jasmine or cinnamon(its my FAVORITE spice btw.)..and I've been pineing for this particular scent for quite awhile,ever since Sec 3 when I bought my very first Body Shop perfume.I was with my then-friends...and was deciding between &lt;strong&gt;Altaro&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Velique&lt;/span&gt;(bergamot,violet and rose leaves).Hahas,although I liked &lt;strong&gt;Altaro&lt;/strong&gt; better..I bought the pink bottled &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Velique&lt;/span&gt; instead coz of frens' opinions.I didn't mind it though..its got a nice scent,and very suitable for our founder's day dinner in Sec 4.I still got some of the perfume left.Hahas,coz its so expensive I used it pretty sparringly.Although it was on offer,$15+(I think) per bottle..it was a tad expensive for me.&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the year,&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mark&lt;/span&gt; bought the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Citrella&lt;/span&gt;(yummy scents of oranges,kumquats,grapefruit and cranberries!).Its nice!^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I came across &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kaiyi&lt;/span&gt;'s blog...apparently now she's selling stuff!And I came across a post where she's selling that &lt;strong&gt;Altaro&lt;/strong&gt; perfume(at a cheaper price too!),so immeadiately contacted her..And yeps,I'm gonna meet her for the transaction sometimes next week.YAYS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-116755783017474382?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/116755783017474382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=116755783017474382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116755783017474382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116755783017474382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2006/12/altaro.html' title='altaro!'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-116748943045198761</id><published>2007-01-01T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T17:07:54.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>John Wesley and Catholism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sometimes I juz wished God would speak to me directly.Wished the skys will crack open and this big booming voice that only I can hear comes down on me.It'll make things so much easier..it will save so much heartache,so much confusion and so much pain.But God has His reasons...so ah wells.&lt;br /&gt;My pastor gave me this little booklet about a year ago...when &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Benben&lt;/span&gt;,afew others and I were abit bored...so we went up to pastor's office to chat with him.&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Benben&lt;/span&gt; asked wad was the difference between Catholism and Christianity.And &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Pastor Chiang&lt;/span&gt; got out some books and explained to us.Then he gave this to us.It was rather wordy,so I never bothered to read through until recently.A year ago,I never had thought that I myself would be caught in some 300 years worth of conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Paraphased from John Wesley's letter&lt;/span&gt;.Its WAYYY too long for me to type in everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;A Letter to a Roman Catholic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have heard stories of us,commonly called protestants..you must think very hardly of us.But this is quite contrary to our Lord's rule,"judge not that ye be judged", and has many ill consequences.Particularly this-it inclines us to think as hardly of you.Hence we are on both sides unwilling to help one another,and more ready to hurt each other.Hence,brotherly love is utterly destroyed,and each side looking on the other as monsters,gives way to hatered and every unkind affection,which have frequently broke out in such inhuman barbarities as are scarce named amongst the heathens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can nothing be done to retain our own opinions for the softening our hearts towards each other and restoring at least some small degree of love among our neighbours and countrymen?Do you not wish this?Are you not fully convinced that malice,revenge and bitterness,whether in our hearts or yours are an abomination to the Lord?Be our opinions right or wrong,these tempers are undeniably wrong.They are the board road that leads to destruction,to the nethermost hell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't suppose all the bitterness is on your side.I know there is too much on ours as well.So much,tht I fear many protestants(so called) will be angry at me for writing to you in this manner,and will say 'it is showing you too much favour;you deserve none at our hands'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I think you do.I think you deserve the tenderest regard I can show,because the same God has raised you and me from the dust of the earth,and has made us both capable of loving and enjoying Him to eternity;and because the Son of God has bought you and me with his own blood.How much more,if you are a person fearing God(without question many of you are) and studying to have a conscience void of offense towards God and towards man?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shall endeavour as mildly and inoffensively as I can to remove some measure of your ground of unkindness,by plainly declaring what our belief and practice is;that you may see we're not altogether such monsters as imagined.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a true protestant may express his belief in the like of this words:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I am assure that there is an infinite and independent Being,that it is impossible to be more than one,so I believe that this one God is the Father of all things,especially of angels and men;that he is in a peculiar manner the Father of those whom he regenerates by His Spirit,whom He adopts in His Son as co-heirs with Him,and crowns with an eternal inheritance;but in a till higher sense the Father of his only Son,whom he hath begotten from eternity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I beileve this Father of all,not only is able to do whatsoever pleaseth him,but also have an eternal right of making what,when and how he pleaseth,possessing and disposing of all he has made and that he of His goodness created heaven and earth and all that is therein.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe that Jesus of Nazareth was the Saviour of the world,so long foretold;being anointed with the Holy Ghost,he was a prophet,revealed to us the Will of God;that he was a priest,who gave himself a sacrifice for sin,and still makes intercession for transgressors;he was king,who has all power in heaven and earth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe he is the proper,natural Son of God,that he is the Lord of all,having absolute,universal dominion over all things;but more peculiarly our Lord,who believe in him both by conquest,purchase and voluntary obligation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe he was made man,joining the human nature with the divine in one person.Conceived by the Holy Ghost and born of the blessed Virgin Mary,who continued a pure and unspotted virgin thereafter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe he suffered inexpressible pains both body and soul,death on the cross when Pontius Pilate governed Judaea;that his body was laid in the grave.On the third day he rose again from the dead;he ascended into heaven and remains in the throne of God in highest power and glory.In the end of the world,he will come down from heaven to judge every man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe the infinite and eternal Spirit of God,equal to the Father and the Son,to be not only perfectly holy in himself,but the immeadiate cause of all holiness in us;enlightening our understandings,rectifying our wills and affections,renewing our natures.uniting our persons to Christ,leading us in our actions,purifying and sanctifying our souls and bodies to full enjoyment of God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe that Christ by his apostles gathered a Church,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;which he continally added shall be saved;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;that this catholic(universal) Church extends to all nations and ages&lt;/em&gt; i&lt;em&gt;s holy in all who have fellowship with the Father,the Son and the Holy Ghost.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe God forgives all sins of them who truly repent and believe in his holy gospel;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;all men shall rise again with his own body on the last day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe that the unjust shall,after their resurrection be tormented in hell forever.And the just enjoy inconceivable happiness in the presence of God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is there anything wrong in this?Is there any point which you do not believe as well as we?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you think we ought to believe more.We will not enter into the dispute now.Only let me ask,if a man sincerely believes thus much and practices accordingly,can anyone possibly think such a man shall perish everylastingly?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But if he does not practice accordingly,all his faith will not save him.Which leads me to what the practice of a true Protestant is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I say,a true protestant: for i disclaim all common swearers,drunkards,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;whore-mongers,liars,cheats,extortioners..a&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;ll that live in open sin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;These are no protestants;they are no christians.they are open heathens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A true protestant believes in God,full confidence in his mercy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fears him with filial fear and loves him with all his soul.He worships God in spirit and in truth,give thanks in everything.calls upon Him with his heart and lips at all times and places.Honours his holy name and Word,and serves Him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you not approve of this?Is there any point you can condemn?Do you not practise it as well?Can you ever expect true peace if you do no believe in God through Christ,if you do not fear and love God?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My dear friend,I am not persuading you to change or leave your religion,but follow after the feat and love of God.I say not a word about your opinions and manner of worship.But I say,all worship is abominable to the Lord unless you worship in spirit and in truth,with your heart and your lips,and with your understanding.Put your whole trust in Him,and honour his Holy Name,and serve Him truly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A true protestant loves his neighbour,friend or enemy,good or bad;as Christ loved us.Christ was ready to lay down his life for his brethren.He loves,honours and obeys his father and mother.He honours and obeys the King.He cheerfully submit to all his goveners,teachers and spiritual pastors.He hurts nobody by word or deed.He is true and bears no malice or hatred in his heart.Abstains from evilspeaking,lying and slandering.Keeps his body in sobriety,temperance and chastity as it is the temple of God.He is content.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you anything to reprove?Can you fall short of any one point hereof without falling short of being a Christian?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come my brothers,let us reason together.Don't even heathens and publicans love friends but not their enemies?You are called to bless and love those who curse you.Are you ready to lay down your life for your brethren?Do you honour and obey authority and behave reverently to all your betters?Do you feel no hate or malice towards any man?If you do,you are not of God,for these are tempers of the devil.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The devil tempts men,but idle man tempts the devil.Whatever your hands find to do,do you do it with your might?Do you do it as a sacrifice unto God,acceptable in Christ Jesus?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let each of us by the grace of God,amend one another.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thus far have we not agreed?Let's thank God for this,and receive it as a token of His love.As God loves us,we should love one another.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O brethren,let s not fall out.I hope to se you in heaven.If I practice the religion above described,you dare not say I shall go to hell.Your own conscience tells you the contrary.If we cannot think alike in all things,at least we may love alike.let's resolve not to hurt one another,rather let's endeavour every kind,friendly christian behavious towards one another.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;With God be our helper,speak nothing harsh or unkind of each other.Say all the good we can,using only the language of love with truth and sincerity&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's resolve to harbour no unkind thought,unfriendly temper towards each other.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's endeavour to help each other in whatever leads to the Kingdom.Let us rejoice to strength each other's hands in God.Above all,let us take heed to himself not to fall short of the religion of love.May we have peacce with God through our Lord Jesus Christ.Let us count all things but loss for the excellency of the knowledge of Jesus Christ.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your affectionate servant for Christ's sake,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;John Wesley.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dublin,18july1749&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-116748943045198761?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/116748943045198761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=116748943045198761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116748943045198761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116748943045198761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2006/12/john-wesley-and-catholism.html' title='John Wesley and Catholism'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-116755450763768177</id><published>2007-01-01T08:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T16:41:47.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost marbles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yesterday when my family and I were eating at Thomson's longhouse..a man drenched from the raining and wearing nohing but his underwear came running into the foodcentre.His eyes were wild and looked as if he hasn't shaven for days.Looking around at the foodcentre's patrons all staring at him...he starting shouting at the top of his voice in malay.I couldn't excatly catch wad he was saying coz his voice was rather hoarse..but it was something about someone dying and he is very happy and how everyone should agree with him.He ended every sentence he spoke with a 'hard gay' like "Whooooo!!!" and clapping his hands.I guess everybody was very uncomfortable there.things got rather scary when he went up to the nearest table and yelled at the customers sitting there,giving the table a loud smack.The poor little girl sitting at the table got to frightened&gt;.&lt;...I think I would have been rather bewildered too if he were to come to our table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;After awhile he juz ran out of the long house and back into the rain crying,"whoooo!!!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Immeadiately after that the foodcentre was buzzing with people talking,no doubt about this strange man.The hawkers congregated together and snippets of their conversation like,"Siao" or "His underwear very nice hor?*sarcastically*" could be heard.The man at the table beside us declared to his bemused wife,"these people ought to be put into the madhouse.".While my dad muttered under his breath,"that guy lost his marbles.".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Sigh,that guy probably lost his job or under too much stress.Nowadays alot of mad people in singapore.",my mom added.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;it wasn't disgust I felt towards that poor man,it was pity and saddeness.No one should be driven to such madness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Don't be so mean,I think he's very poor thing lor.Under the rain,he'll catch cold and nobody bothers."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"You want to house him,dawn?",my mom stared at me hardly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Its tragic to see such cases.Going through depression is a very lonely thing,and when it goes on for too long something on the person's brain snaps.These incidents sheds light on the extreme heartache that life has brought to some,to the point that sanity gives up on them.Perhaps I might be wrong about how this man came to be like this,but there are many cases like that.I wonder about this man's background.Why is he all alone?Where are his friends and family to take him home?Could they have been the cause it?Doesn't anybody care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The fragility of the human mind.It is so easily manipulated,and so easily changed or broken.Sometimes its beyond our control...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Does anybody bother to do anything about it?Instead of merely jeering at their plight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-116755450763768177?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/116755450763768177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=116755450763768177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116755450763768177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116755450763768177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2006/12/lost-marbles.html' title='lost marbles.'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-116745677565878027</id><published>2006-12-31T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T13:32:55.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;In this unpredictable world,the only thing constant is change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Why can't I secure anything in place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Why is everything that makes me happy always taken away from me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title='...'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-116714456661170383</id><published>2006-12-27T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T22:49:26.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love lippies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I love lipbalms.glossy ones.flavored ones.tinted ones.Just love lipbalms...ever since I hit 15 and developed a love for lippies.^_^&lt;br /&gt;I personally love the range of lipbalms and glosses from Body Shop..The watermelon and cranberry lip balms are absolutely YUMMY.But they're super expensive.&gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/1600/679437/lippie.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7436/4119/200/961892/lippie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The most economical lipbalm I've ever bought though..is from The Natural Source.(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thenaturalsource.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;www.thenaturalsource.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;) This lip balm bubble,comes in a container larger than your regular sized pots or tubes of lipglosses or lip balms.The normal lippies in Body Shop is 0.3OZ(9g)...while these cute bubbles are 2.12OZ(50g).it also comes in yummy flavors like banana,vanilla,caramel,strawberry and spearmint(the one that I have).And its juz as glossy and moisturising as any good lip gloss/balm.Can't excatly remember the price,but it was I think $18..although the price looks rather scary initially,its really the same or cheaper than your normal lipbalm.Roughly 5x the amount in Body Shop and only twice the price.Works just as well.Dawn loves it..and wants to get the banana flavored one,but her spearmint one hasn't finished yet!Haha.Looking for a year's supply for lippie?This one's the best.I bought it 2 years ago,in Dec..and I've still got 1/2 a pot full of lip balm.Lols,you could share it man.I remember dishing out some to make homemade coloured lipgloss for a fren's birthday present last year as well.That's how much $18 gets you.You'd save alot from this economically sized lip balm:).And after 2 years,it still seems to be working perfectly well.Texture still feels the same and no strange peeling or itchiness..haha.I have no idea why I'm giving a sales promotion for TNS,but haha..I juz love the lip balm.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Yes I'm bored...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36789992-116714456661170383?l=rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/feeds/116714456661170383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36789992&amp;postID=116714456661170383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116714456661170383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36789992/posts/default/116714456661170383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhapsody-in-writing.blogspot.com/2006/12/love-lippies.html' title='Love lippies.'/><author><name>blackrose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00707804010909338556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-36789992.post-116714129013004741</id><published>2006-12-27T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T21:54:50.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolates and Pink!</title><content type='html'>It isn't Halloween,but I usually get the most chocs and sweets during christmas!Yesterday after service everybody was exchanging gifts...and the most common was,chocolates!&lt;br /&gt;I don't really mind...love chocolates,plus its the thought that counts:).I'm juz happy to have people write a nice,thoughtful card and some small gift.Nothing fancy.Coolest present I got was from &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Joel&lt;/span&gt;,he gave me a jap looking pillow(very bambooish with green fabric)..its really interesting.And in the card wrote,"Blessed Christmas!Finally completed 1/2 a Year in NP already...hope this pillow reminds you to rest in God alone!Also,it reminds you to rest well...hey,even God rested on the 7th day.hahaa" I was so touched lor.He's the one who always reminds me to rest well and don't try to do everything at once^_^&lt;br /&gt;Its raining chocos this christmas time!I gathered all the chocs I've received for christmas and excluding those which I've already eaten..this year's harvest is enough to last me 3 or 4 months.take into account,I'm a chocolate lover.hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JunMing+chocolates=HIGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JunMing+Dawn+chocolates=NiGHTMARE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaaha,after &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Jun&lt;/span&gt; and I wolfed down afew pieces of chocolates...almost like clockwork both of us started becoming more animated and easily excitable.And we'll actually be BOUNCING AROUND gleefully going "Wheeee...chocolates!!!!",with an insane grin plastered across our faces.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;JunMing:&lt;/span&gt;Wahahaha,I love chocolates!!!Hahahaa!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Aaron:&lt;/span&gt;Oh no!*turns to &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Shernise*Shern&lt;/span&gt;,why did you give &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Jun&lt;/span&gt; chocolates?You KNOW chocolates make JunMing go crazy!&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;JunMing&lt;/span&gt; goes heheeheee in the background*&lt;br /&gt;Me:Yeps,no chocolates for JunMing..nevermind,I can always finish it for him wad..*reaches out for the brownie in Jun's hand*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Aaron&lt;/span&gt;:Arghhh..Noooo!!!Not another chocolate fanatic!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Watched&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Pink's&lt;/span&gt; Stupid Girls music video.Its hilarious,she did parodies of various celebrities..and also saddeningly true.Its scary how girls are willing to do drastic measures in pursuit of beauty.&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ar6bhinHVh4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ar6bhinHVh4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warning:this video has some really hot looking girls,so guys..mind you don't drool.Keyboards are expensive.And lols,no..juz becoz I think some girls are hot doesn't mean I've got lesbianic inclinations..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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