<?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-28327383</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:10:31.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down the memory lane</title><subtitle type='html'>u hav not click on the wrong tab. this is hui min's blog. pls be patient for new changes :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://daifukudorayaki.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tags are still welcomed here as i'm still running this place. &lt;br /&gt;jus won't be posting here.&lt;br /&gt;this commemorates my last post-213.&lt;br /&gt;leaving this place in gd hands w my past memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks n cheers!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-4254857443530140577?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://daifukudorayaki.blogspot.com' title='my last post'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4254857443530140577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=4254857443530140577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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aft work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is quite monotonous except a few "troublemakers" and unexpected unpleasant surprises. but so far.&lt;br /&gt;not much of making mistakes, cos i don't do much too =X&lt;br /&gt;lunch is what i look forward to besides waiting to knock off work.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. &lt;br /&gt;i crossed my fingers and hope that i won't be leading my future that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-77885228218537515?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/77885228218537515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=77885228218537515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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has never been so bad.=X&lt;br /&gt;worst thing that happened was vomitting in the toilet and stuck the sink &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;felt bad for troubling my colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;thank yous for not making me feel bad :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shop's been quiet.&lt;br /&gt;felt school-like with senior there to guide me.&lt;br /&gt;i can nvr thank u enough too. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, still&lt;br /&gt;*keeping my fingers crossed*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-4849353340886346315?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4849353340886346315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=4849353340886346315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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first day of work- doc claims my all time low bp was the cause for my dizziness. &gt;.&lt; but it has nth to do w my diet and my mum likes to force me to eat pork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raining heavily, not much of so called business.&lt;br /&gt;bored. guess i hav to self entertain w the admin work like copying stuff.&lt;br /&gt;so, keeping my fingers crossed, wishing a meaningful attachment :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear clsmates, counting down to finsh retail attachment..&lt;br /&gt;i wish i hav mc for the whole mth. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-9075776600768262329?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/9075776600768262329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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流水账&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lvls resuts are out!&lt;br /&gt;of cos i hav friends frm both ends.&lt;br /&gt;i heaved a sigh of relief for those who did well! cheers:)&lt;br /&gt;u guys deserved this for all ur hard work.&lt;br /&gt;for those who had done below their expectations don't be despair, there are still many doors and opportunities open up for u!&lt;br /&gt;its ur learning attitude that really matters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regardless of ur results, cont'd to pursue ur dreams!!&lt;br /&gt;u guys will be always smart in my heart no matter how badly u hav done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;attachment in my sch clinic is declared over, temp.&lt;br /&gt;happy? its a mixed feeling.&lt;br /&gt;i really hate it when my emotions overwhelm my brain to think logically, &lt;br /&gt;cos its UNCONTROLLABLE.&lt;br /&gt;there's always this cloud of sadness to leave the place, where there were joys laughter n tears shared.&lt;br /&gt;will miss lunching there&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best in retail shops, my dear mates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had free glaucoma screening this morning, the response was good- 148 people turned up though we only expected 120 and we finished the whole screening on time! &lt;br /&gt;thumbs up:) &lt;br /&gt;our word of mouth advertisement at the neighbourhood helped! &lt;br /&gt;there were these two familiar faces!&lt;br /&gt;thank you for ur utmost support!&lt;br /&gt;pls support optometrists, it was a load of crap in the papers.&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;why did they say nth in the press abt the screening?!&lt;br /&gt;here's when social studies and history come into play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its funny how u long u take to know somebody.&lt;br /&gt;time breeds harmony?&lt;br /&gt;they acty think eddie is the most 细心 amg the guys.&lt;br /&gt;yes, eddie. u hasn't seen wrngly and i haven't heard wrngly.&lt;br /&gt;what hav eddie done to deserve this!!&lt;br /&gt;haha, ok, since u are so 细心 to the girls.. &lt;br /&gt;hmm, i might consider to b less mean to u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's what they think of the other cls boys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamen- loyal companion&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan- gd in the inside&lt;br /&gt;Andrew- more of face value &lt;br /&gt;Pete- easy to communicate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*Disclaimer: views post here jus rep a minority and certainly does not fully rep the entire view of the blogger =X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last breakthrough!!&lt;br /&gt;i can finally type chinese in my com!!&lt;br /&gt;though i shld hav learnt it long ago- com noob X_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is the first time in my entire life to enjoy a facial.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my friend's beautician uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what do u think of guys in stereotyped women's job?&lt;br /&gt;pls respond actively!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, thanks for replying so immediately aft reading that.&lt;br /&gt;most imptly to assure me that u'll b there for me.&lt;br /&gt;i really felt better, hope u did too. n get answers for ur qns.&lt;br /&gt;and i hav tried to improve my EQ- not to interrupt ppl and to wait for my answer instead of keep prompting for it. hope it did make a diff to my manners.&lt;br /&gt;i realise she and i are not those ppl who will forget our friends easily. &lt;br /&gt;thats why we rather hide than to remind others that we r forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;its both a gd thing and a bad thing. cos things we keep too much there, it jams up..&lt;br /&gt;i tht it was better to speak up than to leave it alone, so i did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly...&lt;br /&gt;i think u are the most loyal reader of my blog. &lt;br /&gt;yes, referring to u :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-1669503956142594608?l=calderacookies.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-28327383.post-7569080960399840334</id><published>2008-03-04T19:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T19:26:54.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he says: &lt;br /&gt;"true friends are ppl whom can be really busy and still rmb u.&lt;br /&gt;they might not hav the time to meet up with u even for years but they will trust that u will always be there. &lt;br /&gt;time will not wash away the closeness of the friendship u share."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was wondering:" r u still there for me?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really don't know myself..&lt;br /&gt;what has lead to this?&lt;br /&gt;there was no reply, nth at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u still talk to me, but not abt us but abt other ppl.&lt;br /&gt;u nvr like to please but u aren't always right though u think what u hav done is right.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to get thru to u either.&lt;br /&gt;is it that tiring to talk to me?&lt;br /&gt;maybe thats why u stopped.&lt;br /&gt;i don't accept this excuse&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i treasure u as a friend and hope to share with u things in my life like i did in the past. &lt;br /&gt;i wish i nvr have the word regret on my dictionary, but unfortunately i do regret the actions i take.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm still reflecting on what i hav done that lead to this awkward feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-7569080960399840334?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7569080960399840334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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this.&lt;br /&gt;hav to wake up early to go for clinic&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;to once again smell the air of West Coast.&lt;br /&gt;its becoming a routine to slp early, but i hate to leave my eyes off the com screen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GLAUCOMA SCREENING @ WEST COAST CC. 8 MAR 2008, 9am to 1pm&lt;br /&gt;take bus 189 on the right of Clementi ctrl stn.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;40 yrs n above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or u can come over for a free eye check!! jus msg me. &lt;br /&gt;we really need patients for clinic this week!&lt;br /&gt;and i don't mind settling for young px like u guys!&lt;br /&gt;i won't hav done advertising like that if i weren't that desperate. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed these so..&lt;br /&gt;i hope it hav all cleared, the black clouds hanging above me.&lt;br /&gt;to think i acty saw sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;yet again.&lt;br /&gt;its really tormenting.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't hav reassurance, i can sense it. :)&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-768218238355220460</id><published>2008-03-01T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T16:44:41.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>human perception</title><content type='html'>she told me my biggest problem was to try to please everyone...&lt;br /&gt;many things are subjective and we assume in our own perception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Out cast.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hav u ever in ur life an outcast?&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure most ppl out there has been for some point of time in life. i used to be one because i didn,t like what my other classmates were doing and isolated myself with a few friends who agree with me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what makes an outcast??&lt;br /&gt;people who are irritating?&lt;br /&gt;people who stick to u too much?&lt;br /&gt;who are inconsiderate?&lt;br /&gt;in general, has some sort of behaviour that are either not accepted by the norm or behaviour that we cannot stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humans are bias, thats why people are treated differently.&lt;br /&gt;but how do u treat people who has the characteristics above?&lt;br /&gt;do u ignore them like all the others?&lt;br /&gt;do u show them a bad face when they approach u?&lt;br /&gt;do u talk bad things about them behind their back?&lt;br /&gt;or do u find out what is so wrng with them that makes everyone avoid them?&lt;br /&gt;or do u become their friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if one day he/she realise that everyone is avoiding them and tries to turn over a "new leaf" and tries to be nicer to u?&lt;br /&gt;will u accept them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hav class mates who are ignored beings. &lt;br /&gt;poor things. i sympathisize with them but did not do anything else. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i still talk to them when they approach me. &lt;br /&gt;my girl friends used to dislike them a whole lot but after being followed by them the dislike numbed-we didn't feel so strongly that we don;t like them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;but guess what, now the boys in class are reacting strongly towards them.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what she did that pissed them off so much that they hav to be so obsessed with escaping from her sight.&lt;br /&gt;for me, i feel that the boys are just too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it hurts, guys, &lt;/strong&gt;to be ignored by ur classmates.&lt;br /&gt;AND come on, u are boys.&lt;br /&gt;boys should not be so emotional and express ur dislike out so easily.&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS NOT STEREOTYPED.&lt;br /&gt;stop acting so childish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-768218238355220460?l=calderacookies.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-28327383.post-6323552597114835072</id><published>2008-02-24T02:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T02:47:13.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>attachment wk 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Attachment wk 2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i want to say to all my fellow colleagues cum cls mates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. sry partner for being so restless, walking up and down the clinic and entering at the wrng time and distracting the patient and taking up so much time do my subj rx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. sry boys for sometimes saying so unfriendly things. u guys haven't been very nice either, pls go and reflect like i did &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. thanks Qing Hui for listening to me whine:) sometimes i mean the opp of what i say. jus too shy to say it directly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. thanks Hui Ling for teaching that method. it helped slightly but doesn't really cure the prob. sry for that invisble stench that lingers on O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. sry everyone for being irritating and repeating the same things reptitively..&lt;br /&gt;hope its bearable for another two weeks.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE WEST COAST OPTOMETRY CENTRE!and my FELLOW COLLEAGUES!&lt;br /&gt;ur made it really enjoyable:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-6323552597114835072?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6323552597114835072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=6323552597114835072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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always misunderstood, for my actions do not tally w my words and my weird behaviour that may be intolerable to some.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;she thought she was forgotten, but it was her that made things turn out for the better, u are always there but i failed to recognise ur presence. u always cared but i thought u weren't listening closely. u know, we jus had a new cordless phone in the hse, the first thing i tht of doing was to call u- its been a long time since we last chat. i owe u an apology and many thank yous. i will pen it down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/28327383-750673465275938098?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' 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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-28327383.post-3096421292196037517</id><published>2008-02-20T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T12:43:20.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day to chinese new year</title><content type='html'>its the 15th of Chinese new year! tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to be excited about since we got most of our angbaos in the first few days of chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year, to me is not insignificant, but is not really significant either.&lt;br /&gt;well, jus another year of new hopes and new wishes, gatherings and money matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my course mates are all having attachment at this period of our end of sch yr hols.&lt;br /&gt;i see everyone is busy with less ppl on my online list and less time spent elsewhere other than the place we are attached to.&lt;br /&gt;i'm currently in west coast clinic with half of the ppl in grp A, and the happiest thing other than seeing smiles on my patients face was to eat at the hawker!!&lt;br /&gt;yes, the food there is cheap and good, jus nice to satisfy our appetite.&lt;br /&gt;you can't eat too much when u are only given a one hr break but u can't eat too little to last u from 2 to 6. :)&lt;br /&gt;and yes, building classs spirit thru arranging contact lens, according to one of my colleague cum clsmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most dislikeful thing on my list are patients who fail to turn up for their appointments! the counter staff told us its the most common thing to happen and we shld jus take it easy.&lt;br /&gt;Smelly shoes and aching feet. its the worst combi, cos it affects ur sleep too.&lt;br /&gt;i'm jus too uncomfortable n tired to do anything else after clinic hours.&lt;br /&gt;sitting on the sofa and waiting for dinner is the most blissfult thing ever- finally a fully relaxed body and meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and getting up early will soon be a habit but i jus need leave my hse earlier. will be more or less oblivious to crowds squeezing n the train too and gg out in formal clothes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-3096421292196037517?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/3096421292196037517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=3096421292196037517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/3096421292196037517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/3096421292196037517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2008/02/last-day-to-chinese-new-year.html' title='last day to chinese new year'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-2005735573669758127</id><published>2008-02-15T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T00:13:14.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hqppy vday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Vday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminded of the days when it used to be such a grand affair in ij! chocs, roses, hugs, love, joy and friendship!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave my clsmates chocs for the first time during vday, and the guys were esp shocked.&lt;br /&gt;they told me thats the diff btwn a girls sch and a mixed sch, different meanings of the vday gift.&lt;br /&gt;one of them told even told me: " guess they got somone else in mind alr"&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm jus amused abt the state of shock they r in. XD&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, no matter its a celebration of love or friendship, i wish everyone many sweet and happy days ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-2005735573669758127?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2005735573669758127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=2005735573669758127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/2005735573669758127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/2005735573669758127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2008/02/hqppy-vday.html' title='hqppy vday!'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-2160225282389771435</id><published>2008-02-07T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T21:18:36.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my 19th bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;its 7 Feb!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my day.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to all my friends who made an effort to remind me that i wasn't forgotten, still rmbered as a friend. started my bday celebration since 4th feb, cos it clashed with first day of chinese new year the second time since i was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the wee hours counting down to new year w my pri sch frens, tht it wld b nice to gather since everyone's free till new year day's morning. we jus chatted n time jus flew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate bday cake with my family as breakfast andwent to my grandma's hse as every new year's day. jus went home and expected a lot of relatives. my cousins and their children. lol, being w them make me feel young. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all?&lt;br /&gt;nope, all ur well wishes will be stored in my phone's memory, virtual world, my cam, in my mind n lastly in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the mini party, i loved the cupcakes n celebrating w ling. tis's the first time we celebrated my bday together; SHD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the gift, i don't know who's idea but it made me smell nice today XD, wear the pyjamas during cls chalet?; poly clique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the reunion dinner, it wasn't a really delicious but it was really heart warming! i loved the dessert and the surprise + the decorated bag. does the 2 flower symbolise both of u?purple for zhen and red for nic =D; nic + zhen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the 20 years of upbringing. was praying at the ancestor tablet, but i couldn't really express my gratitude for what i hav now; my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being there always and our "jap kboxes"! well, i will workhard to master more jap songs by the next trip:) u know all that hav done as a friend and not jus on my bday; xueting, hui ling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my pri sch friend for turning up for this last min thing on cny's eve.we crapped and i can't rmb what we discussed abt but was glad to hav ur in my life, esp my pri sch best friend, thanks for staying in touch and rmbering all the special occasions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my co friends for being such great comrades! it won't be the same in another co. thats what kept we guys to keep turning up for practices, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my sec sch friends! blog and still rmb visiting my blog:)&lt;br /&gt;jun chyi and wanching, thanks for tagging.&lt;br /&gt;and junchyi sort of like wished me in everyway she could, in person, sms, tag. HAHA x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, everyone who have been celebrating new year! ( like all the chinese in the world?)&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the new year msges and bday msges wherever it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can never thank enough XD but i shall end here. shall rmb all these :)&lt;br /&gt;anyone i forgot to thank? thanks! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, ther's still bday resolutions!&lt;br /&gt;better me:)&lt;br /&gt;^ confidc. ^ fashion sense. ^ manners. ^tolerc. ^health. ^concn. ^hardworking.&lt;br /&gt;to be able to let go of troubling things- "untying heart knots"&lt;br /&gt;accomplish what i hav not done in the last 19years that i hav always wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;yes, those are new year resoutions too X]&lt;br /&gt;last of my prime year, will treasure it..lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-2160225282389771435?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2160225282389771435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=2160225282389771435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/2160225282389771435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/2160225282389771435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-19th-bday.html' title='my 19th bday'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-4866216016169338203</id><published>2008-02-04T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T01:14:43.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hui ling's bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dedication to Linggies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS ur day!!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being frank, being there to listen and being around...&lt;br /&gt;i'm wordless about our friendship, besides the complications our clique adds in to spice boring sch days.&lt;br /&gt;Silence with u is golden, but i will encourage u to voice out more, not only when asked &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. (ur fav msn reply)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, "HUI" rocks! (not linggies =X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-4866216016169338203?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4866216016169338203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=4866216016169338203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/4866216016169338203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/4866216016169338203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2008/02/hui-lings-bday.html' title='hui ling&apos;s bday'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-5813243891442842588</id><published>2008-02-01T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T02:21:48.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams are finally over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;YES. its over, temp.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally finished my exams.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully progressing to my final year of study.&lt;br /&gt;time files.&lt;br /&gt;its time to think abt new goals again.&lt;br /&gt;its been a tormenting year.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for enduring it with me:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-5813243891442842588?l=calderacookies.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-28327383.post-5710126727304765038</id><published>2008-01-26T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T21:34:52.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being deeply loved by someone gives u strength.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;being deeply in love with somone gives u courage.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-5710126727304765038?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/5710126727304765038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=5710126727304765038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/5710126727304765038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/5710126727304765038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2008/01/being-deeply-loved-by-someone-gives-u.html' title=''/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-620903431842036864</id><published>2008-01-25T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T21:58:24.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to py</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;if i had understood how much i mean to u, i wouldn't hav done the things to hurt u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sadly there aren't much chance for me to make it up to u now. its alr been 8 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When are u coming back??&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/28327383-620903431842036864?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/620903431842036864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=620903431842036864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/620903431842036864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/620903431842036864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2008/01/to-py.html' title='to py'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-7448936755626297280</id><published>2008-01-25T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T22:55:36.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rants</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I used to disappear, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;so they will realise my absence.&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/28327383-7448936755626297280?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7448936755626297280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=7448936755626297280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/7448936755626297280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/7448936755626297280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2008/01/rants.html' title='rants'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-5383060381868629021</id><published>2008-01-13T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T05:31:32.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poll!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Time for spring cleaning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) is it time to change a new blogskin? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i will choose a flat layout for easy access this time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) is it time to change my blogadd?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(cos calderacookies means nth, really.. type that in ur search engine and there willl only be my blog link)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) should i link my friends? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(was clicking them one day and like half of my friends hav relocated and closed down their blogs. cos i nvr seem to update it. lol. )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-5383060381868629021?l=calderacookies.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-28327383.post-7709665649199188353</id><published>2008-01-13T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T15:07:57.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>best friends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~what are best friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Obligations or Promises?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Contract or Ad hoc basis?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;there are expectations from ur friends and expectations from u for ur friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;are expectations part of friendships?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;are "invisible contracts" part of friendships? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;each person is supposed to be a free agent themselves, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;thats means u are not obliged to do things for them, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;but of course promises are a different thing. u hav to fulfill what u promised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;everyone has their definition to being a friend, u can't expect things for them to do for u because u do this to ur other friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everyone has their own rights to freedom &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and being a friend or even a boyfriend, u hav no absolute right to interfere to who they want to make friends with and what they want to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends are not ur possesion, so u can't be possesive. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;there's nth like the early bird gets the worm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;feelings happen naturally and thats how people who are so different yet so similar can bond together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sincerity is the key to making friends, and for friends to stay true to u. If they don't, its their loss not urs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;going deep into a r'ship means more expectatons and more disappointment. its doesn't mean u must not devote in ur friends but u must not sink deep into it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;mus they be always there for u or mus u always be there for them? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;there is nth like they shld be there for u, cos they hav their own things to tend to, they hav their emotional needs too. So,&lt;/span&gt; treasure those who are always there for u, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;cos its not easy to manage n balance things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;how shld i end this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a sudden disorganized random thoughts about friends abt so much that has happened and about so many blogs i hav seen ppl thanking their friends&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks for being there, i know u guys are reading this. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;remember, a small gesture can go a long way. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i really appreciate ur friendships :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A friend once told me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i treasure the friend who finds time to spend with me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cherish the friend who nvr consults the calendar to spend time with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-7709665649199188353?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7709665649199188353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=7709665649199188353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/7709665649199188353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/7709665649199188353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2008/01/best-friends.html' title='best friends.'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-2101919795649500080</id><published>2008-01-08T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T20:24:09.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>itp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ITP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear friends, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hav an announcement to make:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm gg to b attached to Triwell Contact Lens Centre in march. (i'm sure amk dwellers like me know where is it&gt;,&lt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway, its a coincidence that my "affinity" with the shop can cont'd even when i stopped making specs from them( used to patronise the shop during my childhood years)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i hav to admit that the shops' condition is quite lowdown(from the outside) compared to those my friends will be attached to in amk. &gt;&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i guess i got the nearest attachment place in my clique :) -- only a 15 - 20 mins work from my hse. yes i shld b grateful, and i know the shop so well. LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheeers :) to jobholders, jobseekers n attachement students.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-2101919795649500080?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2101919795649500080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=2101919795649500080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/2101919795649500080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/2101919795649500080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2008/01/itp.html' title='itp'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-4410157784377294448</id><published>2008-01-08T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T20:12:52.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>umbrellas</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;illusions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its was after work rush hour and i was swarmed by people carrying umbrellas at raffles place. i though it was raining, but i was wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;why are they carrying umbrellas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was their pace so fast to not realise the rain had stopped?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-4410157784377294448?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4410157784377294448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=4410157784377294448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/4410157784377294448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/4410157784377294448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2008/01/umbrellas.html' title='umbrellas'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-2190995412680894741</id><published>2008-01-03T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T21:29:25.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nalgene</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;For all nalgene supporters to read! :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mountain Equipment pulls water bottles off shelves&lt;br /&gt;Country's largest specialty outdoor-goods retailer cites concern over possible health risks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARTIN MITTELSTAEDT&lt;br /&gt;From Friday's Globe and Mail&lt;br /&gt;December 7, 2007 at 3:00 AM EST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mountain Equipment Co-op, the country's largest specialty outdoor-goods retailer, says it has pulled most food and beverage containers made of polycarbonate plastic from its shelves, citing concern over possible health risks.&lt;br /&gt;The Vancouver-based firm been one of the largest sellers of such products as polycarbonate Nalgene water bottles, and probably has done more than any retailer to make the distinctive, brightly coloured containers an iconic product everywhere from backcountry campsites to urban offices and university campuses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The retailer didn't issue a public announcement that it removed the containers, but made a decision to take action Monday and instructed staff to cart polycarbonate products out of stores Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The plastic in question is made mostly from bisphenol A, which mimics estrogen and is derived from petrochemicals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It has been linked in dozens of independent research studies to illnesses that could be caused by hormone disruption. However, manufacturers of bisphenol A say their research shows the material to be harmless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Health Canada is conducting an assessment of bisphenol A and trying to sort out the conflicting evidence. It expects to issue preliminary results of its review next spring, and a final report on the safety of the chemical in 2009. The Ontario government is also looking at the chemical.&lt;br /&gt;Mountain Equipment said it will keep polycarbonate products out of stores, pending results of the federal review.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The products have been pulled from the shelves and we're no longer selling them,” said Tim Southam, a spokesman for the retailer, which has 11 stores, annual sales of about $222-million and requires customers to pay a membership fee.&lt;br /&gt;“We've been following this issue quite closely and it's one we've seen an increasing concern [about] among some members,” Mr. Southam said of the health controversy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A spokesman for Nalgene's manufacturer, Nalge Nunc International Corp. of Rochester, N.Y., said it believes Mountain Equipment is the first major retailer in North America to pull its polycarbonate bottles based on health worries.&lt;br /&gt;“From our perspective, it's certainly unfortunate because we feel there is a body of evidence” supporting the safety of the product, Eric Hanson said. He added that the retailer's action won't affect all of its products because the company also markets containers that do not contain bisphenol A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Southam said Mountain Equipment, which is a big marketer of camping gear and outdoor clothing, doesn't expect to take a financial hit from the action because it is selling alternative products, such as stainless-steel water bottles. He wasn't immediately able to give the sales value of the affected items.&lt;br /&gt;Environmental Defence, a Toronto group that has been lobbying Health Canada to ban bisphenol A from food and beverage uses, praised the retailer and said other companies should follow its lead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The fact that a retailer of this size, dealing in this volume of polycarbonate products, would make this decision should be a real wake-up call to other retailers,” Richard Smith, executive director of the group, said&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-2190995412680894741?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2190995412680894741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=2190995412680894741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/2190995412680894741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/2190995412680894741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2008/01/nalgene.html' title='nalgene'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-4535018014678781589</id><published>2007-12-30T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T23:38:55.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This shall be the last post of 2007 on my blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as the year closes, there's a time for resolutions and things u hav yet to accomplish.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reflections for me this time round?(i did resolutions last year, if u can rmb..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i attempted things and challenged myself and my wits and tried to reach out for the sky...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hav times when i turned away and was disappointed in my own actions..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for being so inhumane,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hav grown this year like many years before through the turmoils i was driven through and heartbreaks of any kind...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i admit, i'm still as impatient, stubborn, strongheaded. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe its time for a change, if, i shld really dislike myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wish my friends who are waiting for their As all the best for any endeavour they might choose in life, my sch mates to strive on this last term of year 2 and year 3, my other young friends all the best in their soul searching journeys in their teen years and their exams and finally my older friends everything nice that life can offer to them. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2008 shall be tough yet not so tough if u are willing to believe in urself and love those arnd u :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-4535018014678781589?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4535018014678781589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=4535018014678781589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/4535018014678781589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/4535018014678781589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/12/end-of-2007.html' title='end of 2007'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-5548705530676547513</id><published>2007-12-28T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T17:45:10.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time for my Xmas post!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;would really love to upload a lot of pics! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;received my first xmas card from a guy, and lots of surprises that are pleasant enough to put a smile on my face =) all and all, everything that was pieced together as part of xmas had made the end of the year festive season for me, for u guys out there as well?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i loved every part of my presents especially the thought to organise the outings and to get the right gift for me. touched down the bottom of my heart, really ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;it shall cont'd to encourage me to go the extra mile for my friends for i had reaped much much more n to feel so loved and cherished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A big thank you for making my xmas so memorable!&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/28327383-5548705530676547513?l=calderacookies.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-28327383.post-6758250572707714783</id><published>2007-12-28T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:54:16.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xmas 25/12</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;On Xmas day itself. W my long time pri sch mates *_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3TCmFrQV8I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fJNIejh7AQM/s1600-h/very+bright.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148954233605740482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3TCmFrQV8I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fJNIejh7AQM/s320/very+bright.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole bunch of ppl who turn up. 11+1&lt;br /&gt;an aura surrounding us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3TCRFrQV7I/AAAAAAAAAGI/qocymszuRmE/s1600-h/yellowness.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148953872828487602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3TCRFrQV7I/AAAAAAAAAGI/qocymszuRmE/s320/yellowness.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at amk hub, w the snow man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3TCA1rQV6I/AAAAAAAAAGA/XPJZ7PRV4jQ/s1600-h/my+jap+pasta.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148953593655613346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3TCA1rQV6I/AAAAAAAAAGA/XPJZ7PRV4jQ/s320/my+jap+pasta.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dinner for the night. jap pasta =X&lt;br /&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/28327383-6758250572707714783?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6758250572707714783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=6758250572707714783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/6758250572707714783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/6758250572707714783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/12/xmas-2512.html' title='xmas 25/12'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3TCmFrQV8I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fJNIejh7AQM/s72-c/very+bright.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-4953415486011296966</id><published>2007-12-28T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:54:16.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xmas 23/12</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;On the 18/12 and 23/12! my IJ mates :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3S_QVrQV3I/AAAAAAAAAFo/BpTByTE7slM/s1600-h/43!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148950561408702322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3S_QVrQV3I/AAAAAAAAAFo/BpTByTE7slM/s320/43!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grp pic of our gathering aft hogs breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3S-u1rQV2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/04KdGdSSMyM/s1600-h/xmas+tree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148949985883084642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3S-u1rQV2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/04KdGdSSMyM/s320/xmas+tree.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nic tht the red tree was nice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3TAdVrQV5I/AAAAAAAAAF4/LfMmPmhU7iM/s1600-h/dinner.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148951884258629522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3TAdVrQV5I/AAAAAAAAAF4/LfMmPmhU7iM/s320/dinner.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;having our xmas dinner together at fish n co!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3TADVrQV4I/AAAAAAAAAFw/XLefQY9LjZQ/s1600-h/bell+reflections.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148951437582030722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3TADVrQV4I/AAAAAAAAAFw/XLefQY9LjZQ/s320/bell+reflections.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool, right? our reflections on the xmas bell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3S-GlrQV1I/AAAAAAAAAFY/NwEGhM6NplI/s1600-h/4+now.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148949294393349970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3S-GlrQV1I/AAAAAAAAAFY/NwEGhM6NplI/s320/4+now.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friends foreever.. whole cliche. lol. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-4953415486011296966?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4953415486011296966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=4953415486011296966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/4953415486011296966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/4953415486011296966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/12/xmas-2312.html' title='xmas 23/12'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3S_QVrQV3I/AAAAAAAAAFo/BpTByTE7slM/s72-c/43!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-1290706842960201940</id><published>2007-12-28T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:54:17.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xmas 24/12</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dinner on the 24/12' 07! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3S8C1rQV0I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gOCdbm3OcxM/s1600-h/trio.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148947030945584962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3S8C1rQV0I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gOCdbm3OcxM/s320/trio.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our dinner at swensens! waiting for hui ling to pass me the group pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3S6vlrQVyI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xEhtAaQTYkU/s1600-h/logcake!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148945600721475362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3S6vlrQVyI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xEhtAaQTYkU/s320/logcake!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first log cake ever! durian =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3S7NVrQVzI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8enMl_EOXDk/s1600-h/pressies!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148946111822583602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3S7NVrQVzI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8enMl_EOXDk/s320/pressies!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xmas pressies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey guys! thanks for making my xmas so wonderful with the cards. dinners. visits. games and shopping!&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/28327383-1290706842960201940?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/1290706842960201940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=1290706842960201940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/1290706842960201940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/1290706842960201940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/12/xmas-2412.html' title='xmas 24/12'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R3S8C1rQV0I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gOCdbm3OcxM/s72-c/trio.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-4086077942036293916</id><published>2007-12-19T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T17:24:46.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>term break</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Term break, at last. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Finally everything came at a go...&lt;br /&gt;jus started my mid sem break, with assignments, promises, friends...&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't manage so much and broke my promise to a couple friends. i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i promised i'll handle my schedule better next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the rain clouded the brighter side of me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the friend who understood and shared their umbrellas with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-4086077942036293916?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4086077942036293916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=4086077942036293916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/4086077942036293916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/4086077942036293916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/12/term-break.html' title='term break'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-6299785834996289495</id><published>2007-12-13T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T23:55:09.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fan wei qi</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fan Wei Qi's xiao yuan concert!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;this is the first time i attended any sch concert of any singers in my school and the first time i hav seen her LIVE on stage, all thanks to my Hao Jing and her friend for getting so many extra ticks for us to attend! was really anticipating and was quite "high" (at least i waved and clap w the rhythm). wanted to volunteer myself for some singing to get her poster, but when the chance came i acty tht it was too embarrasing...-.-" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;so many times we ran away from the CHANCE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i enjoyed myself with her lovely voice jus that she has a strong accent when she speaks...who cares anyway... Philosopher!&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/28327383-6299785834996289495?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6299785834996289495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=6299785834996289495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/6299785834996289495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/6299785834996289495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/12/fan-wei-qi.html' title='fan wei qi'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-2817930151767463843</id><published>2007-12-11T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T22:53:41.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the sms</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i never knew a handphone message can convey so much and touch a person so much.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i guess its cause his is the kind of person whom u will never hear them say i love you to the girls they really like. he once said that saying it too often will drown the uniqueness of the phrase. how i agree with it totally, but there are times that u really need to tell someone or that someone how much u like abt her/him... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, guys don't hesitate to express urself. hesitate only when u think u are using the 3 words far too often...lol^^ thank ur friends and family during the xmas season! it doesn't matter whether its an sms or a card, its the tht that really counts! and don't forget to thank them for another new year! wishing everyone lots of love this season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. jus another piece of useful crap from Prof Quah herself =) and i wish to thank my friend so much for the lovely sms! ^^ cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-2817930151767463843?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2817930151767463843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=2817930151767463843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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person!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;each friend means smt to me with different meanings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and don't give up easily when u are down, cos u may mean a lot to someone if not, me! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&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/28327383-1176343023257317157?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/1176343023257317157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=1176343023257317157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/1176343023257317157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/1176343023257317157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/12/world.html' title='world'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-2740149787195877494</id><published>2007-12-06T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T23:51:32.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the golden compass</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Golden Compass&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;watched the sneaks w zhen and nic on wed and met more than a handful of ex sch mates...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it was raining heavily and we struggled with our wet soles to the cinema-lido theatre.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is anyone an avid reader of the dark materials? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyone, i was really mesmerized by the big scenes in the show ( it was much more majestic than the seeker)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;however, did u realise that they change the sequence of events?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was i upset by that? quite afeected, though i wasn't really upset, at least the movie was part of my visualisation while i was reading but i don't really like the way they jump scenes and distort the story line. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but thumbs up, director for making such a great show out of the boundless imagination of our mr phillps pullman. thanks for giving me a chance to follow through this breathtaking journey that has evoked a myraid of emotions in me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-2740149787195877494?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2740149787195877494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R1f5XK7p7DI/AAAAAAAAAEc/op8vGThupT8/s1600-h/Tego%2526Massu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140851676133583922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R1f5XK7p7DI/AAAAAAAAAEc/op8vGThupT8/s320/Tego%2526Massu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R1f4567p7CI/AAAAAAAAAEU/YPaDZUlkHP0/s1600-h/tegoshi6jd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140851173622410274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R1f4567p7CI/AAAAAAAAAEU/YPaDZUlkHP0/s320/tegoshi6jd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ the cause for my sudden interest in japanese songs~NEWS!&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/28327383-2721544314996562801?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R0rhAS6itVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/oJhy8In17w8/s320/xDSC01918.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/28327383-7692737784381675900?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7692737784381675900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=7692737784381675900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/7692737784381675900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/7692737784381675900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/11/massus-questionaire.html' title='massu&apos;s questionaire'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/R0rhAS6itVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/oJhy8In17w8/s72-c/xDSC01918.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-9076219734784784928</id><published>2007-11-26T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T23:04:49.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nicknames:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hello kitty manager, minnie, min er, minah, ah min,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Birthday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 1989.2.7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Zodiac sign:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Aquarius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Birthplace:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; singapore, toa payoh hospital, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Height:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 160cm· sec 4 when i last measured..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weight:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -kg·&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blood Type :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A+?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Admires :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mother, father, older brother (3 years older)· &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite food :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; uncountable·&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Least favorite food:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; quite a lot too.·&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Favorite Color:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; shade between pink n red? likes bright colour clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Likes a boy :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who has beautiful eyes. eyes are windows of the soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hand length:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 16 cm. ·&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite topping in Ramen:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; unagi (eel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Ice-cream:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; anything from uzumaki?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disliked Animals:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sports:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; only good at jogging. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : The first word you say when you pick up the phone and the last word you say when you end the call.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hello n bye &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : The most important point of time of the day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: What role do you play in sch?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;a gd student?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Your childhood ambition? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;teacher &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: If a SHD member was to be compared to an animal, who would be a gorilla?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know, i only know Sh behaves like a racoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: The luckiest person in SHD?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;all four of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: The must-have in soups?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;seasoning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Who loves to cry the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Qing Hui..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: What do the other members call you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;min' er&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Favourite season?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;autumn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Average showering time? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;23 mins?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Would you want to be a guy or girl in the next life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Will you express your feelings (of love) first, or wait for a girl to express her feelings?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wait till i get too impatient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Q: Girlish girls or Boylish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; girls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boylish girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Something you can't understand about boys?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;lots .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Wearing a mini skirt or a kimono, which one will make your heart touched?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Dream guy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depends, follow my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Q: Use an animal to resemble your favourite type of boys:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;golden retriever?&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: What hairstyle do you like on a guy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;not too short n not too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What dish do you wish for a guy to cook for you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;his best dish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Q: Will you eat the food you like best first, or save it till the&lt;/span&gt; end?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat half of it first and save half of it for later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: The best dish you can whip up?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;r cookies considered as a dish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Favourite number:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Emoticions that you use frequently?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: If you had to work part-time, which job do you wish to take?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;storekeeper at kino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Longest talking time on the phone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3 hrs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: If four of you were to go on a holiday, where will you go? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;japan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Who's the most stingy in shd? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: What do you do before a performance?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;brace myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Which is better, a very hot place or a very cold place?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;neither &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Bathing. Hot water or warm water? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Warm water(not everyone has warm water to bathe in)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: What do you wear at home?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;pyjamas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Favourite school activity?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;breaks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: The smell you like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;food n nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: If you got 100 million dollars: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;will decide what to then. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Favourite fruit: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;papaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-9076219734784784928?l=calderacookies.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-28327383.post-3309255911888558965</id><published>2007-11-25T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T01:09:09.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>learning how to accept failure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Learning how to accept failure...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how is it like to try to climb up the tree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;or to swing ur legs on top of the tree looking whats beneath?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;or to fall real hard when the branch snaps?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;think hard abt it. real hard..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br 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failure'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-2887773016485193316</id><published>2007-11-16T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T22:22:40.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TUESDAYS W MORRIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;From&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; tuesdays with morries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is a series of pulls back and forth, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you want to do something, but you are bound to do something else. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;something hurts you, yet u know it shouldn't. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you take certain hings for granted, even when u know you should never take anything for granted. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A tension of opposites, like a pull on a rubberband. most of us live somewhere in the middle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NO SIDE WINS. LOVE WINS, IT ALWAYS WINS.&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/28327383-2887773016485193316?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2887773016485193316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=2887773016485193316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/2887773016485193316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/2887773016485193316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/11/tuesdays-w-morries.html' title='TUESDAYS W MORRIES'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-6960738446110718473</id><published>2007-11-14T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T00:50:55.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 5 ppl u meet in heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;finally finished the 3 popular bestsellers of mitch albom after a long wait on the reserve list...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;found his stories inspiring and spiritually motivating...he expressed all kinds of emotions in simple english, not much of big words, simple as life can be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;some meaningful para i shall share from the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 ppl u meet in heave&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;people think of heaven as a paradise garden, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a place where they can float on clouds and laze in rivers and mountains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but scenery without solace is meaningless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the greatest gift god can give you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to understand what happened in your life and have it explained..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;peace of heart is what u hav been searching for..&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/28327383-6960738446110718473?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6960738446110718473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=6960738446110718473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/6960738446110718473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/6960738446110718473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/11/5-ppl-u-meet-in-heaven.html' title='the 5 ppl u meet in heaven'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-2901455451338326630</id><published>2007-11-07T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T21:20:43.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as are gg to be over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The toughest struggle is within ur inner self...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Believe in urself and i'm sure u will pull thru!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;strive on my friends! As are gg to be over! and soon will be our "mst"...-.=!&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/28327383-2901455451338326630?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2901455451338326630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=2901455451338326630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/2901455451338326630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/2901455451338326630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/11/as-are-gg-to-be-over.html' title='as are gg to be over'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-1280689233741155400</id><published>2007-11-02T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T22:20:07.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Seeker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;adapted from&lt;/span&gt; Susan Cooper's The dark is rising...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there was supposed to b 4 sequels to the novel but it seems like they got everything in this 99 min movie... jus watch it today...the action for this fantasy movie is a lil less exciting than harry potter but i guess u can still go for it! (if u are lookin for a movie!_)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;At least those who hav read the novels shld go for it and see whether the scene u imagined is similar to the scenes in the movie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it used to be my favourite sequel that accompanies me to sch n chase my drowsiness in the mornings away... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teenhood memories...^-^!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-1280689233741155400?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/1280689233741155400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=1280689233741155400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/1280689233741155400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/1280689233741155400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/11/seeker-adapted-from-susan-coopers-dark.html' title=''/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-6270353047710764150</id><published>2007-11-02T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T21:46:38.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we went to kbox ytd(w my poly big clique)! haha, finally got to sing aloud my fav song for the month: jay Chou's secret... ( fav songs always changes, don't they? due to seasonal mood swing demand...-.-! ) then i manage to improve my singing since the last kbox i went with them... i'm sure u'll b proud of me! but there still lots of room for improvement...we had fun, didn't we! ate at nydc and took neos...so crowded in there...but we enjoyed the "cosiness"...lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;End note:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;who alr started buying xmas cards? i did...-.-! always wanting to beat the xmas crowd..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but buying stuff for a big grp of ppl who ranges from different ages and personalites can be a brain rackin cos xmas charity cards come in a pack...lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-6270353047710764150?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6270353047710764150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=6270353047710764150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/6270353047710764150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/6270353047710764150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/11/singing-we-went-to-kbox-ytdw-my-poly.html' title=''/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-7664362700772743038</id><published>2007-10-30T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T23:07:19.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What is e-learning to u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;clicking ur mouse? exploring the virtual world trying to decipher the lecturer's message?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;or jus happy to hav another chance to slack at home? lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i don't enjoy the homework posted on the net for sure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;its so like writing with a pen that has ran out of ink...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my clsmates/coursemates: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hav a fun elearning wk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my ex-clsmates: &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;All the best for A levels, at least i know its physics paper today, k!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-7664362700772743038?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7664362700772743038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=7664362700772743038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/7664362700772743038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/7664362700772743038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-is-e-learning-to-u-clicking-ur.html' title=''/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-5226398380811188983</id><published>2007-10-26T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T23:37:40.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>such trivial things</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Trivial things might bother ur everyday lifestyle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hav u like wondered how the yong tau foo vendors actually calculate the price of ur bowl of noodles if the items all hav different pricings?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;hav been eating it really often in my sch canteen for 3 days out of the 5 days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i always hav the standard same 5 ingredients in my bowl plus one different "surprise" but it seems like the price can vary quite greatly...the cheapest i hav had was $1.60 and the most expensive one was $2.50... strange? we always thought the uncle was the "baddie", "agar-ating" the price... (he is always the one telling us the cost of our food cos the auntie was always "hidden"at the back of the racks but it was till today we realised it was the aunite who has been calculating the items and intiating how much to charge instead of the uncle...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;so we hav placed the blame wrongly on what it seemed to be obvious...&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/28327383-5226398380811188983?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/5226398380811188983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=5226398380811188983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/5226398380811188983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/5226398380811188983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/10/such-trivail-things.html' title='such trivial things'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-6741450438191424273</id><published>2007-10-24T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T23:16:04.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are there times when u were so busy with your work and didn't hav time to do that smt? and one day when u actually hav the time to do it, u didn't hav the courage to do so?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if i hav to be in sch at 8am i will pass by my pri sch(its on the way to the train station)... sometimes i see my teacher standing by the road with the student "traffic police"... i always wondered if my teacher recognises me, but as days go by, i'm always rushing for the green light to cross the road...till today when i missed the green light...i actually hav time to talk to her before the next green man, but i didn't...the few minutes might hav made a diff to her morning, if not mine...but i hesistated so... i didn't hav the courage to approach...y?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-6741450438191424273?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6741450438191424273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=6741450438191424273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/6741450438191424273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/6741450438191424273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/10/morning.html' title='morning'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-5131862274084127260</id><published>2007-10-23T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T02:45:19.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>calligraphy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;Calligraphy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;if a picture paints a thousand words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;calligraphy is&lt;/span&gt; a word that paints a thousand pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;think about how much you need to focus jus to get a stroke in the correct place with the correct strength...and u will understand why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been learning for a month alr and still enjoying the work put into it...=) anyone with the interest can learn with me! lol...its not boring like u all think, k, its lots of effort to keep the hands steady and the mind "concentrated", practise it and u will see the true essence behind it all! &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/28327383-5131862274084127260?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/5131862274084127260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=5131862274084127260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/5131862274084127260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/5131862274084127260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/10/calligraphy.html' title='calligraphy'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-7392530572134784963</id><published>2007-10-18T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:54:20.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;long overdued pics fom chalet...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/Rxd0naVgO9I/AAAAAAAAAD0/STsS2GCObms/s1600-h/IMG_1766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122691321590463442" style="WIDTH: 367px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" height="242" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/Rxd0naVgO9I/AAAAAAAAAD0/STsS2GCObms/s320/IMG_1766.JPG" width="383" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdyW6VgO6I/AAAAAAAAADc/wWAVnwQ-DXE/s1600-h/IMG_1695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122688839099366306" style="WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" height="298" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdyW6VgO6I/AAAAAAAAADc/wWAVnwQ-DXE/s320/IMG_1695.JPG" width="294" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdyXqVgO7I/AAAAAAAAADk/coVO8OjyiBs/s1600-h/IMG_1732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122688851984268210" style="WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" height="320" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdyXqVgO7I/AAAAAAAAADk/coVO8OjyiBs/s320/IMG_1732.JPG" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entertaini ourselves before the bbq...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/Rxd0qKVgO_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/vgKaKNwiqB0/s1600-h/DSC01862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122691368835103730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/Rxd0qKVgO_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/vgKaKNwiqB0/s320/DSC01862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/Rxd0m6VgO8I/AAAAAAAAADs/rg0wstd9VDQ/s1600-h/IMG_1734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122691313000528834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/Rxd0m6VgO8I/AAAAAAAAADs/rg0wstd9VDQ/s320/IMG_1734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdyV6VgO4I/AAAAAAAAADM/proK9CNgFUQ/s1600-h/DSC00633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122688821919497090" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" height="219" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdyV6VgO4I/AAAAAAAAADM/proK9CNgFUQ/s320/DSC00633.JPG" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i love cycling! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdyVaVgO3I/AAAAAAAAADE/uo0KvoI73aY/s1600-h/DSC00655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122688813329562482" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" height="219" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdyVaVgO3I/AAAAAAAAADE/uo0KvoI73aY/s320/DSC00655.JPG" width="294" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/Rxd0paVgO-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/4jFzxUPDhzE/s1600-h/DSC01873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122691355950201826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/Rxd0paVgO-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/4jFzxUPDhzE/s320/DSC01873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with our class tutor and his wife! really appreciate their presence and their support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdyWqVgO5I/AAAAAAAAADU/R_uLYjzMp00/s1600-h/IMG_1737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122688834804398994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdyWqVgO5I/AAAAAAAAADU/R_uLYjzMp00/s320/IMG_1737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&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/28327383-7392530572134784963?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/7392530572134784963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=7392530572134784963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/7392530572134784963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/7392530572134784963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/10/chalet.html' title='chalet'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/Rxd0naVgO9I/AAAAAAAAAD0/STsS2GCObms/s72-c/IMG_1766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-8132451418744572916</id><published>2007-10-18T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:54:21.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"excercise" before lunch!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;struggling to bypass the small hole? yay! successful attempt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdsxqVgOzI/AAAAAAAAACk/piQ6H-GJylg/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122682701591100210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdsxqVgOzI/AAAAAAAAACk/piQ6H-GJylg/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdsyKVgO0I/AAAAAAAAACs/UtrJc6kHBwQ/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122682710181034818" style="WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 323px" height="278" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdsyKVgO0I/AAAAAAAAACs/UtrJc6kHBwQ/s320/Image020.jpg" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afraid to come out? No fear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/Rxdsy6VgO2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/VGYgblxtHHA/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122682723065936738" style="CURSOR: hand" height="319" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/Rxdsy6VgO2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/VGYgblxtHHA/s320/Image021.jpg" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdsyqVgO1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/wZfUuOY8ljE/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122682718770969426" style="CURSOR: hand" height="320" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdsyqVgO1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/wZfUuOY8ljE/s320/Image019.jpg" width="229" 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/28327383-8132451418744572916?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8132451418744572916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=8132451418744572916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/8132451418744572916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/8132451418744572916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/10/struggling-to-bypass-small-hole-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdsxqVgOzI/AAAAAAAAACk/piQ6H-GJylg/s72-c/Image018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-5652506101799281019</id><published>2007-10-18T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:54:23.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lunch at ikea!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;our lunch at ikea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdpQKVgOyI/AAAAAAAAACc/uaPS-F8E9j8/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122678827530599202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdpQKVgOyI/AAAAAAAAACc/uaPS-F8E9j8/s320/Image027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; girls like stuffed toys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdnvqVgOtI/AAAAAAAAAB0/p086XOf9K0Q/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122677169673222866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdnvqVgOtI/AAAAAAAAAB0/p086XOf9K0Q/s320/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; big and near!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/Rxdnv6VgOuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/lPJ5IsvI2I0/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122677173968190178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/Rxdnv6VgOuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/lPJ5IsvI2I0/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; small n far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdnwaVgOvI/AAAAAAAAACE/n3jD0ZiRXg0/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122677182558124786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="258" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdnwaVgOvI/AAAAAAAAACE/n3jD0ZiRXg0/s320/Image012.jpg" width="138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their diff expression! one is like the mum happy over the room she chose, the other is like the poor child who is upset over the choice...lol&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdnwqVgOwI/AAAAAAAAACM/G8T9y_Q6szo/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122677186853092098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdnwqVgOwI/AAAAAAAAACM/G8T9y_Q6szo/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/Rxdnw6VgOxI/AAAAAAAAACU/knezJSifRyE/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122677191148059410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/Rxdnw6VgOxI/AAAAAAAAACU/knezJSifRyE/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; chairs? happy browsing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdmxaVgOqI/AAAAAAAAABc/-zng8CUCC54/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122676100226366114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdmxaVgOqI/AAAAAAAAABc/-zng8CUCC54/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; deciding the colours? Lin Jian shld take the yellow one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdmxqVgOrI/AAAAAAAAABk/-8ObaTfndus/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122676104521333426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdmxqVgOrI/AAAAAAAAABk/-8ObaTfndus/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute, right!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/Rxdmx6VgOsI/AAAAAAAAABs/fNc3FHkq8eQ/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122676108816300738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/Rxdmx6VgOsI/AAAAAAAAABs/fNc3FHkq8eQ/s320/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;taken during a break amidst class..=)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdmSKVgOpI/AAAAAAAAABU/izCToHbuwIA/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122675563355454098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RxdmSKVgOpI/AAAAAAAAABU/izCToHbuwIA/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pictures speak a thousand words!&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/28327383-5652506101799281019?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/5652506101799281019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=5652506101799281019' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-2046725036682128515</id><published>2007-10-17T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T22:51:19.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>digress</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;there are so many things that i want to do but why am i sitting here letting the time past like that...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-2046725036682128515?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2046725036682128515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=2046725036682128515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/2046725036682128515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/2046725036682128515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/10/digress.html' title='digress'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-208318684266232052</id><published>2007-10-12T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:54:23.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sharing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/Rw-cs6VgOoI/AAAAAAAAABM/ObQEdkJJp9A/s1600-h/havaianas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120483596731169410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/Rw-cs6VgOoI/AAAAAAAAABM/ObQEdkJJp9A/s320/havaianas.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Who would hav cared to share their life with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i'm only a plain jane who led a simple life, the way i like it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;yes, the way i like it...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i never dreamt of how much i can impact and change the world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i wish to brighten the days of those around &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;like a light tower, standing strong and still each and every day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;until its old enough to be demolished...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but how many would hav wanted to share their precious time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;many would hav been trying to mug for their exams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rush for their work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;stay out of caring for somebody else..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;have u tht of sparing some time and courage to say thank u and sorry to those who u hav helped u and those u have hurt during this chase for papers(that includes money as well) which u think can mean so much to u that u want to spend ur entire life after it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;get the fulfillment out of life from the small and insignificant things like putting smiles on faces..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;u get it?&lt;/span&gt; if u don't, continue to trample ur own life over those papers for what u tht mean so much to u but u can nvr keep as memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;if u get it&lt;/span&gt;, then try to make a change to ur life if u are living to ur fullest!&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/28327383-208318684266232052?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/208318684266232052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=208318684266232052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/208318684266232052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/208318684266232052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/10/sharing.html' title='sharing'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/Rw-cs6VgOoI/AAAAAAAAABM/ObQEdkJJp9A/s72-c/havaianas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-6912958340449556018</id><published>2007-10-11T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T22:40:22.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bloggin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;blogging?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hmmm, smt i really wonder why ppl hav so much to blog.. lol, i know i talked a lot but smt its jus quite random to go on abt my life everyday? and yes, i haven't changed my skin for a long time, i guess i jus like it that way?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;still having fun in sch... we hav so much to talk abt , so much to discuss abt and so much to laugh abt especially on our train rides and times we sat arnd in the food courts...even queuing for our much awaited dinner can b so fun! haha, we talked skies and sun...laugh our stress off, hopefully, and start a new topic everyday...i don't know how we get so much to talk abt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mb cos our clique jus got bigger recently?! and everyones's so used to everyone? lol! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;is this the rreturn of the cheerful hui min? haha, i know i seldom sound very happy on my blog...always trying to lament abt life and people.. and this is not the time yet to be happy... but i just hav to silently cross my fingers to my friends having As and hope they have smiles on their faces on the day they recieve their results.. to reward the hard work they hav so studiously placed in! so jia you my friends! stay determined and run the last lap of ur college lives! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-6912958340449556018?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6912958340449556018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=6912958340449556018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/6912958340449556018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/6912958340449556018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/10/bloggin.html' title='bloggin'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-645068350630213624</id><published>2007-09-25T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:54:23.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cycling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hello everyone! i'm back! =D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;about time as many of u would hav thought to urself, yes?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Mid Autumn Festival! i realised that i like mochi on its own but not mochi mooncakes with jellies (aka red rubies)...it smelt too sweet for me to be edible too, lol..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmmm....the last post was abt sch hols...time really files doesn't it? now i hav to talk abt sch reopens...lol, cos its 2 extremes...com recently experience problems again so hav to wait till today that i hav time and the "necessary resources"...my bro jus replaced the old com so hopefully there won't be any much more problems anymore...(crossin my fingers as usual, hav it been ever uncrossed?!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway the few weeks of my sch hols hasn't been spend in vain...shall mention some of the more eventful ones at a glimpse...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tried to overcome my fears during night cycling at the chalet, its not smt that i would have been able to complete given my cycling skills... mus really thank the boys in my class for helpin me and encouragin me thru the whole journey:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ping han for rollin back the gear and ended up with black and dirty hands;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jonathan for helpin to give comments abt tips abt the way i cycle;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andrew for consoling and slowin down when i lost balance;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kamen for always keepin behind me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and lastly not forgettin Eddie for his patience durin the ride even though he didn't say much...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and also Hui Ling for waiting for me when i was trying to "practise' my rusted cycling skills in pasir ris park..=p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really grateful and thanks for makin my chalet such an "adventurous" and memorable one! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enough abt chalet..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we went to a contact lens plant @ tuas under Ciba Vision. nothin that significant to talk abt but was fascinated at the kind of technology used to make that plastic that u insert into ur eye and its a rare chance as they few visitors frequent... xp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cut my hair! real short this time...as i hav wanted a long time ago... quite like the idea of not styling my hair when i wake up to go anywhere...( tying up my hair is my way of styling my hair if u didn't know..xp)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post a photo so u can see the length?!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114133204116191858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RvkNDaVgOnI/AAAAAAAAABE/TF-gBbKxcAA/s320/IMG_1837.JPG" border="0" /&gt; haha, tts me taken during the lantern fest @ clarke quay ytd! =D still look the same? lol &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/28327383-645068350630213624?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/645068350630213624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=645068350630213624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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hols!</title><content type='html'>hello! finally got back the urge to blog on this fine night! (almost forgot my password..) thanks, friends for ur "bu li bu qi"!&lt;br /&gt;hmm... many of u mus hav been wondering where i hav been?&lt;br /&gt;jus went back to keepin my thoughts in my diaries thats all, though i was caught up in exams and lack of time! not forgetting com probs.. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how am i trying to spend my hols? for instance getting back to my old hobbies?&lt;br /&gt;like baking! of cos trying to spend time practising my instrument, which i hadn't been able to, in order to escape frm gulit when my teacher ask about it...sighs at least i hav been resting like never b4...slping 8 hrs or more everyday! (unless i burn the mid night oil on my own accord)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall not "show off" how slack i have been...cos my jc friends especially are now seriously mugging for their prelims! wishin all of u out there lots of gd luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite a lot hav happened these months too in sch and in my co too...(not my illusion, i don't daydream about tt xp) i guess the storm is currently staying away from me, so it doesn't bother me that much...i do agree that probs no matter how disturin they can be can vanish w time...so the troubled ones should spend the energy concentrating on other things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, thats for now...hope there will be more updates soon? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-3075299475971707508?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/3075299475971707508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=3075299475971707508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/3075299475971707508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/3075299475971707508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-my-sem-1-sch-hols.html' title='its my sem 1 sch hols!'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-4847822617704930681</id><published>2007-05-11T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:54:24.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RkST7e7CRWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/P9OJWz8BYvQ/s1600-h/nynyzhennnic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063334531193521506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RkST7e7CRWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/P9OJWz8BYvQ/s320/nynyzhennnic.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; during nic's bday, which falls on apr fools!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RkST7u7CRXI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZqOx7SqRKsM/s1600-h/candyflossnniczhen2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063334535488488818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RkST7u7CRXI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZqOx7SqRKsM/s320/candyflossnniczhen2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; free candy flosses at newyork new york while we waited for seats in the queue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RkST8O7CRYI/AAAAAAAAAA8/EHs4OHbna2c/s1600-h/cassiecandlencake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063334544078423426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RkST8O7CRYI/AAAAAAAAAA8/EHs4OHbna2c/s320/cassiecandlencake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cassie the mummmy lighting up the candles!&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/28327383-4847822617704930681?l=calderacookies.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/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RkST7e7CRWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/P9OJWz8BYvQ/s72-c/nynyzhennnic.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-2111930865994879139</id><published>2007-05-07T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:54:24.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dying soon?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RkSRR-7CRUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/xBDtb8YUjBI/s1600-h/LOVE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063331619205694786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RkSRR-7CRUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/xBDtb8YUjBI/s320/LOVE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; love! we celebrated zhen's bday and the helpful fish n co manager, eric went the extra mile and stood on the road to take this pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RkSRSO7CRVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/nvSYs1g3n4k/s1600-h/lunchtogether.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063331623500662098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RrRxlVj2FR0/RkSRSO7CRVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/nvSYs1g3n4k/s320/lunchtogether.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;28 apr! our impt date at the glass house&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/28327383-2111930865994879139?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2111930865994879139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=2111930865994879139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;almost a week since my last post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;been quite tired, blogging with a heay heart and a bloating stomach, had too much these days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;buffet at my workplace on tues and then had a "treat' at Kenny Rogers on wed, thanks to Hui &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ling and her generous anutie Sharon, then we had dinner outside just now... one of the few rare occasions that the family gets to eat together...since i'm working night shifts on some weekdays..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;trying to stop..but it seems addictive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;my watch batt went flat at 6.20 am on the fine wednesday... was pretty sad but i fixed a new batt...eveerything seems quite alright now but just feeling a big hole in my heart, maybe the calories i have been getting these days willl help to fill up the hole -.-" but i will be getting a new watch soon, cos i just lay my eyes on one...xp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;my gou fianlly went to get a new keyboard, he deliberately got a spill resistant one(cos i spilled water and spolit the previous water) and a responsive and quiet keyboard cos i always make too much noise when i use the keyboard while he is slping...(the com's in my bro's room fyi..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;wonder if i have changed physically or mentally during the hols... do i sound different in the blog? haven't been blog jumping too, shall try to link up all my friends and fulfill my promises&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;lastly i would like to wish him the best in all his endeavours...ho t that he will understand but i hope he wil do his work with more pride and act be a good example for all the others...its really breaks my heart to see him go, but for his own good and maybe for mine, its time for the story to end here. &lt;em&gt;it'll have to end some day but i didn't expect it to be so soon...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-6636838266571511550?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6636838266571511550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=6636838266571511550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/6636838266571511550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/6636838266571511550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/05/3rd-week-of-school.html' title='3rd week of school'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-2767295024316586450</id><published>2007-04-26T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T12:52:52.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sch eopens</title><content type='html'>hi. everyone...&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time since i hve updated my blog.&lt;br /&gt;sch has finally reopened...so i embraced sch life again...not the most joyful thing in the world but the most impt thing to do for a student. feels sort of weird to return to this familiar place aft so long...but well, i have finally got back to my pace in school during these 2 weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still working aft school some of these days, so its getting pretty busy too plus all that lab work and stuff...we only visit the optometry centre these days, sometimes its gets quite technical. i do miss the days we go to the lab wearing lab coats and doing experiments with bacterial=) but well, the things we do now are more related to our field of work later on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like its also time to face new challenges ahead of us this new sem, there are also much more r'ship problems to be pondered abt too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best to all those out there who are also starting a new phase in life like me too...&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the support of my friends out there who still rmbered this blog existed!lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-2767295024316586450?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2767295024316586450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=2767295024316586450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/2767295024316586450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/2767295024316586450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/04/sch-eopens.html' title='sch eopens'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-5718978517515688787</id><published>2007-04-11T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T21:13:39.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reopens</title><content type='html'>school is reopening soon...&lt;br /&gt;after such a long break..&lt;br /&gt;i feel so much older, stuck in the working life..&lt;br /&gt;finally recovering my identity as a student&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our story is finally coming to an end, or is it?!&lt;br /&gt;have been so engrossed with u...&lt;br /&gt;trying to divert the attention, but it ended up with more rumours...&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to put an end to the rumours but hope u have not been mislead by what they have said...&lt;br /&gt;its not like i enjoyed all ur teasing, but i like to give u my attention.&lt;br /&gt;i have failed to look into ur eyes..it means that i want to hide my true feelings from u and trying hard not to disclose the secret deep down in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;it hurts to see u like this, but i want to ask u whether this is ur normal self or am i thinking too much?&lt;br /&gt;i wish to tell u that i like u more each day..&lt;br /&gt;i know its impossible to be together but i want u to know that ur love is not unrequited.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was all a prank, but i still want to thank u for being there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;this post is dedicated to u, cos u will nvr read this nor hear these words from me in person..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-5718978517515688787?l=calderacookies.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-28327383.post-2052430202419733161</id><published>2007-04-01T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T12:24:24.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>april fools day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;its hard to accept the blatant truth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hav more bad points than gd points...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm slow, blunt, sarcastic, blur, lazy, short, average-looking, weak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and most imptly, i do more harm than gd...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what a failure...at this age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i should say i'm quite disappointed with myself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thank you for ur tolerance, i know u will agree to this, its jus that you didn't want to spout it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pls be frank to me and urself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know today is april fools day, but this is seriously not a joke.-.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nevertheless, i still want to wish nic n valerie hapi bday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-2052430202419733161?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/2052430202419733161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=2052430202419733161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/2052430202419733161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/2052430202419733161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/04/april-fools-day.html' title='april fools day'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-6982425245851061664</id><published>2007-03-20T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T13:44:32.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ther's nth to blog.</title><content type='html'>still having hols now..&lt;br /&gt;will finish this entry before i head to work&lt;br /&gt;n for the moment my life revolves arnd myself and co mates and most imptly my work mates..&lt;br /&gt;whats the point of me saying this...&lt;br /&gt;lol, it means i have nth much to blog abt..xp&lt;br /&gt;but to blabber some nonsense. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall take a break frm blogging until i have more adventures in school to talk abt.&lt;br /&gt; if not, i will most probably talk abt unreasonable customers and such...but i'm sure no one really likes to read abt it...&lt;br /&gt;see u guys arnd soon. =)&lt;br /&gt;for the time being, take care. will come back in abt a mths time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheese cake. hazelnut choc. daifuku. (disastrous desires?)&lt;br /&gt;adrenaline rush...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-6982425245851061664?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6982425245851061664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=6982425245851061664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/6982425245851061664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/6982425245851061664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/03/thers-nth-to-blog.html' title='ther&apos;s nth to blog.'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-4268795406498951992</id><published>2007-03-16T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T21:49:03.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>working hard</title><content type='html'>has been quite a long time since i blogged again...&lt;br /&gt;my bro went shrimp fishing, so i'm here, using the com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has been busy...&lt;br /&gt;though i can't really trace the time back and know what i have done..&lt;br /&gt;can only say that i have been working hard this week, but only 20++hrs..&lt;br /&gt;shall dedicate this entry to the kitchen staffs at my workplaces (ramen n sushi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has been the runner these 4 days, that explains my "xhaustness"&lt;br /&gt;but i have enjoyed the thrill of being rushed arnd, esp in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;the kitchen staff are nice, but they can be quite rude and sarcastic too, when there is a stream of orders to be done...u know its tough both inside n out. so u require patience and understanding frm ur friends and fellow customers...smt during these times, u will tend to want ot rely on ur workmates but u will be disappointed when they fall on u too...its a contradictory statement but i still like to comment on that. cause i must thank my workmates for tolerating my forgetfulness...circling abt and arnd with the same blur face...and eating so like a kid during my breaks...although they can't change the fact that i am slow n stupid to an extent, they tried to help, i guess. -.=!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just hope that one day the smokers at my workplace can all quit smoking. they all know its not healthy but they can't help being addicted to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;young lads in their peak twenties...if there is more i can do to help ur..&lt;br /&gt;they will nvr hear or read this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; u nvr knew how much i enjoyed working with u all and listening to the cantonese ur speak that is so chim that i only understood part of it...despite all the scoldings i get frm u all. lol..must give me a bigger piece of sal kama next time! 9.48&lt;br /&gt;have fun during ur midnight shift today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SMOKE LESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-4268795406498951992?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/4268795406498951992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=4268795406498951992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/4268795406498951992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/4268795406498951992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/03/working-hard.html' title='working hard'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-7721312812960336158</id><published>2007-03-06T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T14:08:51.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alive or not?</title><content type='html'>not been posting...&lt;br /&gt;besides being busy...&lt;br /&gt;something happenend to the keypad and its yet to be fixed&lt;br /&gt;thats why i can only go online but i can't talk online...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays are sleeping late and wasting time?!&lt;br /&gt;not really wasting but sometimes i really lost count of where i spent my time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishing everyone all the best in the things that they do..&lt;br /&gt;our results are gg to be out by tmr morning..&lt;br /&gt;the posting for last year's O lvl students are out&lt;br /&gt;A lvl results are out...&lt;br /&gt;CT for some jcs are going to begin or hve alr finished..&lt;br /&gt;do believe that results equals to the effort u put in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy bday, junchyi!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-7721312812960336158?l=calderacookies.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-28327383.post-1656618858175590866</id><published>2007-02-18T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T22:15:45.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Chinese new year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;since its the new year festive season...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;shall talk more about what i think new year is abt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;its a season of forgetting the wrong things u have done in the past..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;remembering to give ur well wishes to those arnd u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;a refreshing start, and hope u don't repeat the past mistakes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;for me, since young its been a chore to face my relatives during the period...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;greetings are sincere but smt, i'm just too inferior to go ahead..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;from young i have been a quiet person arnd those familiar faces which i aren't close to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;only those of my close ones will know i'm a chatty person, seemingly "opinionated" and confident..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;but in front of those "other people"...i just mumble when they ask abt me and hide behind my brother..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;for my i nvr spoke a word to my cousins except happy new year and bye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;cause they were either too old for me..or we are simply distant apart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;but new year in a joyous mood is not just abt the people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;its also abt food..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;for a person who loves so much of confectionary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i like pineapple tarts and kueh bahlu and more except sweets of course...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i shall thank everyone here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;my friends who have sent in their well wishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;my relatives for their token for a young one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;my family...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hui ling for letting me borrow money and not being able to return her in time before the new year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;finally,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i salute the people in the 24 hr service line, esp the bus driver and mrt driver for allowing us to reach our destination in time, it won't be possible for us to celebrate the new year without their generosity to sacrifice their pai nian time...to drive us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;for this season,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i pray for a peaceful and prosperous year ahead. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;---------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;To ruixiang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;i didn't mean to hurt u, cause i nvr have the intention of doing so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;i really don't know what u are thinking abt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;but what i say is truly a mere casual remark...i know some things can be taken seriously even though i didn't mean it too...i don't know the reason why u are desparately seeking for a love one u must know in love its not abt missing the boat...cause there is nothing like it...whats yours will be yours, though u must still fight for chances at times, but u know u can't catch just any boat u see, cause not all the boats are catered for ur needs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;love is like choosing shoes, as i have mention to u before,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;the one u like may not fit nicely on ur feet...maybe u are afraid of ur feet sized shoe being sold out...but u can't rush into things either for it may backfire..u might not really have bought the shoe u really liked or is really suitable for u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;some things are not to be rushed, take a slower pace in picking, i'm sure one day u will find what u really want...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;for there are many out there who are also waiting for their loved ones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;hope this has been useful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;i'm sorry for the things i said that have hurt u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;happy new year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-1656618858175590866?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/1656618858175590866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=1656618858175590866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;back when i was still in jc and sec sch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we were always celebrating friendships.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its a sch culture in the english schools whereby we exchange chocs or flowers... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its a great gesture to show ur appreciation of friendship, i guess, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and to change the stereotyping that valentines' day are only for couples... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its now hols for me and i won't be able to continue the tradition in poly... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but i guess i still have my workmates to company for the day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyway, hope u all have a great valentine's day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;esp my girlfriends! for "multi-timing" all of u!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-5938984022897713286?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/5938984022897713286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=5938984022897713286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/5938984022897713286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/5938984022897713286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day-its-day-of.html' title='happy v day'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-6232572189904799625</id><published>2007-02-07T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T00:55:05.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday!</title><content type='html'>Today is my 18th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm…what should I be expecting on my bday?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know either, besides busy anticipating my last exam paper tmr…&lt;br /&gt;But I think its nice to post smt, so ur bdate will be on ur blog…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does a birthday means?&lt;br /&gt;It means the day u were born…these many years before, maybe u will say”de..”&lt;br /&gt;But have u wonder how is a bday significant to one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young, I thought a bday was full of presents..&lt;br /&gt;When I grew older, I thought it was nice to be remembered and that my family members still buy me a cake to wish and cut.&lt;br /&gt;Now…sometimes its disappointment when ur friends forget ur bday, but being a forgetful person, I think I do know that sometimes certain things tend to be forgotten…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But what is a bday to for a friend? Does it mean only giving presents? Or are there things more to giving presents?...ok…dilemma again…but there are certainly thoughts with the presents=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop giving my “talk” lest u feel its too questioning for a simple day…&lt;br /&gt;I wish myself a happy bday, and sincerely thank my mum for giving birth to me 18 years ago. …=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe birthdays are days for thanksgiving.n-n!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will count my blessings.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously speaking I have a never ending list for everyone I want to thank all my 18 years…( being a very longwinded person, I shall do it some other time, that shall be my holiday task! Lol...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks everyone for spicing up my 18 years of life! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-6232572189904799625?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6232572189904799625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=6232572189904799625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/6232572189904799625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/6232572189904799625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/02/birthday.html' title='birthday!'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-6391946872389338848</id><published>2007-01-31T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T00:08:44.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>secrets</title><content type='html'>*if there are things you have been keeping from me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;was "loitering" around the newly opened AMKHub at amk central and gg to the fairpriceXtra...guess like one ay i will go to the extent of knowing what is at where alr...since i frequent it so often...saw this words that i thought will be inspiring..( lol...maybe i should post my receipes here one day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"cooking is not chemistry but an art; it depends on instinct and taste instead of exact measurements..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MIA&lt;/strong&gt; in action these days~&lt;br /&gt;stopped frequenting and doing the things i used to do...&lt;br /&gt;most dratically missing from the internet and my workplace...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder what i am lacking from life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been really engrossed watching War and Beauty...&lt;br /&gt;i like the show, for the plots and for the schemes they pit against each other to win the favour of the king...it may be all bickle and fighting for fame, but i disagree likewise...&lt;br /&gt;the show not only showcase the actor's superb acting skillls but also the intelligence of the scriptwriter...&lt;br /&gt;it not only makes the audience use their mind to figure what is unspoken but also shows the reality of true life and that their "bickles" are not only limited to the palace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does everyone watch Good morning Sunshine on channel 8 from 7.30 to 10am?&lt;br /&gt;wonder why but i just loved watching the interviews...&lt;br /&gt;was pondering over this talk on the show about the learning deficiency in kids know as"yue du zhang ai" in chinese...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was wondering whether i'm suffering from that illness too...&lt;br /&gt;some symptoms includes forgetfulness and writing words the wrong way round...&lt;br /&gt;used to have uncountable wrong words in my cl composition&lt;br /&gt;and always have problems remenbering the anatomical locations of scientific terms in my modules...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...my friend say my blurness makes me unique, come to think of it...i wonder is it some physiological disease or its pathological, or is it part of my character...LOL...=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i will fulfill the promises i have made to you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-6391946872389338848?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/6391946872389338848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=6391946872389338848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/6391946872389338848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/6391946872389338848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/01/secrets.html' title='secrets'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-3850014242239519983</id><published>2007-01-26T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T19:12:44.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freinds</title><content type='html'>*Dilemma*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just cleared my tests for the year today...now is the examinations!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, been facing lots of different emotions during these months...&lt;br /&gt;and has been constantly asking myself why things happen the way they did...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i was naive....&lt;br /&gt;other times i was being trapped by my own thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;have been really engaged with this friend of mine in pri sch...&lt;br /&gt;chatting everyhing under the sun with him for almost the entire week...&lt;br /&gt;although i know he wouldn't be reading my blog&lt;br /&gt;but i should acknowledge him for the times that he lend a listening ear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking, when times that i am troubled, sometimes, i really don't know who to go to...&lt;br /&gt;everyone has their things and problems to be bothered about...&lt;br /&gt;do they have time to spare?&lt;br /&gt;my jc friends are busy with their tight school time table&lt;br /&gt;my sch mates are busy with our tests and exams too...&lt;br /&gt;would i bear to bother them? its not that they don't care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the main point...&lt;br /&gt;i should summarise is that i would like to thank this friend for being there...&lt;br /&gt;truthfully, we were actually 'loggerheads' in class then...lol.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for always being there, always online for me to talk to=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;endnote: for friends who reading it, you will know that there are ppl who really care to listen to your troubles out there...and not forgetting me, myself will be there if u all ever need me...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-3850014242239519983?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/3850014242239519983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=3850014242239519983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/3850014242239519983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/3850014242239519983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/01/freinds.html' title='freinds'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-8841195377440494515</id><published>2007-01-20T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:53:30.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams are coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* EXAMS *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;just an update...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;cause i'm really busy ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;a real fan of the tv...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;rushing for reports...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ok....thats enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;will end exam on 8 Feb nefore CNY...then i can restart my confectionary, hopefully this time round...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;tried my best to find nice passengers in the mrt train...there are still grscious ones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;thanks for making my morning bright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;was raining when i alight from the train this afternoon and saw a rainbow when i reach home and the rain stopped...=) hope that is a positive sign...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i really miss the gd old days...=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All the best to everyone out there...may there be pleasant changes in ur life, after the month of downpour in this small country...^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and happy bday to all the jan babies, esp my dear mum, who have sacrificed so much for me and the family. the thank you s i want to say to u will never be enough ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-8841195377440494515?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/8841195377440494515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=8841195377440494515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/8841195377440494515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/8841195377440494515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/01/exams-are-coming.html' title='exams are coming'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-116849848513927543</id><published>2007-01-11T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T14:54:45.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inconsiderations</title><content type='html'>*In School*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello=)its me again...&lt;br /&gt;typing this during our long 3 hr break...how i long to go home and rest on this windy day...=.=:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, so many things have happened as usual...and i didn't blog as regularly as i used to in the past...&lt;br /&gt;there were misunderstandings...things that could have been avoided but was inevitable due to miscommunications...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess life in singapore is stressful because of the increasing population and the small land area...i could have been suffocated in a sea of people when i go to town during the weekends...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...you must be thinking why i make this remark out of the blue...its because i was woke up later than i should this morning and and was trying to squeeze into the sardine can (the mrt train)and was trying to get my sapce in the train...and realised there were inconsiderate people and selfish people who are behaving so ungraciouly in the train...(like trying to squeeze into the train even before the other passenger alight...) maybe u are thinking that i should not be so alramed and upsetover these trivial matters...but the truth was i never felt as stressed in a train as i was today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wished that the people can spare some consideration for others and made life much easier...=.="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116849848513927543?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116849848513927543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=116849848513927543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116849848513927543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116849848513927543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/01/inconsiderations.html' title='inconsiderations'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-116814583072170042</id><published>2007-01-07T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T12:57:11.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year</title><content type='html'>* new year *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this not only means a new start but only a new chance...&lt;br /&gt;this is my 138th post...&lt;br /&gt;is that something to be proud?&lt;br /&gt;feeling so sluggish these days...&lt;br /&gt;just slack at home when i'm not working...&lt;br /&gt;feels tired easily...&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should just quit my work and join a sports cca in school to give myself some adrenaline rush...lol=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i finally watch my awaited death note...sad case though, it wasn't as action packed like the first, but u have to think more into the plot of the story...more thinking...some ppl might not really understandand appreciate the whole thing...but anyway,the ending was still quite sad, can still rmb L's big eyes before he die...&lt;br /&gt;then me and my gal friends were like mimicking L's behaviour when we took the noeprints...quite hilarious... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yesterday*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a saturday...&lt;br /&gt;i must first comment on the cip work we did at the SAVH(singapore association of the visually handicapped)&lt;br /&gt;i must first declared that this is soley my "emotional" comments, so , no offence to anyone who is affiliated...&lt;br /&gt;my teacher wanted us to do something meaningful for the people who are less fortunate than us...so we went to this organisation...to our alarm, we didn't know what we were suppposed to be doing...in the end...&lt;br /&gt;this was what we did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.clean up the garden&lt;br /&gt;2.scrub the floors&lt;br /&gt;3.sand the paint and bumps off the handrails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't exactly meaningful in my opinion...we only help them clean up the place which the people there can't really see...maybe they can feel the handrails...but what is meaningful? we tire out ourselves for a cause that will only indirectly help them, we didn't get a chance to talk to them or learn more about how we can help directly...&lt;br /&gt;the qn: &lt;strong&gt;what is meaningful?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it is just a psycological that is more about whether u feel it is meaningful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boys started playing some ncc thing and then it became quite stupid...cause they were neglecting their work and disrupting the hardworking girls form theirs when they fought near the coridoor...making too much noise and making the people who have a sharp sense of hearing...they thought that there were some people there when they were still at a few shoulder's length form the group of boys...and they were walking really cautiousllycaused they thought there were some ppl there and they might accidentally bump into them....but the boys were sitting dowm chitchatting...loudly, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; At night,&lt;br /&gt;was imparting our opinion of the sec and jc life to one of my co friends taking Os this year,actually we were suppossed to be playing bridge but laoshi forbid us to play at the public place, so we started chatting instead...&lt;br /&gt;what they say was quite enlightening...but guess what...it only lasted for the night...it seems the same this morning when i woke up...lol...its really sighs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, quite lazy to open the com and look at the screen nowadays...wonder how  have been rotting...FATIGUE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116814583072170042?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116814583072170042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=116814583072170042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116814583072170042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116814583072170042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year.html' title='new year'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-116731166042632845</id><published>2006-12-28T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T21:14:20.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;*The New year*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall post my new year resolutions here...don't think i'll have time to post later...just like my xmas wishes...which i didn't have time to post xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Be more organised ( so i'll hve less hassle looking for stuff)&lt;br /&gt;~ Be more sensitive to the neeeds to others ( so i'll be more loveable talk         less,listen more)&lt;br /&gt;~ Be more focussed ( so that i can keep to my timetable)&lt;br /&gt;~ Be more motivated (so i'll stop lazing around)&lt;br /&gt;and will try to mould myself this coming year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, i should try to be a better person! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*going backwards*&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have had lots of fun this hols...so far...&lt;br /&gt;first there waas the chalet, where i really brush up on the skills of my bridge; c.d.h.s. means clubs. diamonds. hearts. spade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol...anyone game for bridge? call me =) was even playing it during my pri sch gathering...&lt;br /&gt;xmas was fun...though i spend the entire whole day working and looking at how they spend their xmas dinner at the restaurant=) fun?! i just want my log cake...the starbucks cakes weren't really enough...not really value for money looking at the proportion...and i want to emphasize that the warm chocolate cake wasn't warm at all...lol. what a critic, i know =p &lt;br /&gt;was trying to blog about how we manage to finish the food...and nicole commented that a was a real blog...hmmm...i think i just tend to comment on things in my blog instead of narrating the whole incident out, i guess =p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Today*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet up with a bunch of my sec sch friends...and saw two of my co friends too...&lt;br /&gt;really enjoyed it! thanks guys...&lt;br /&gt;went for pool (my second time at pool!)&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed the day tremendously...but it was a pity that my mum and bro reached home alr...actually planned to meet them at the newly opened supermart at ang mo kio centre...&lt;strong&gt;ITS OPENED ALR!! &lt;/strong&gt;time really files, i guess...&lt;br /&gt;and ate my favourite fish bee hoon at ps...&lt;br /&gt;went shopping too...cause there was a sale at outfitters girls...its a good bargain, though i really wonder why they drop their prices so low...like downgrading their reputation? lol...anyway, i had lots of fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emily.cassie.nicole.huizhen.xiuting.shermeen.&lt;br /&gt;luv your lots! ^0^! ~*winks n smile *~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116731166042632845?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116731166042632845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=116731166042632845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116731166042632845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116731166042632845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-year.html' title='new year'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-116698521993888451</id><published>2006-12-25T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T02:33:40.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry xmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;*xmas*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally ready to post a blog...&lt;br /&gt;good news: my com recovered after being checked on by my bro's miraculous hands...&lt;br /&gt;its all thanks to him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog.msn.photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to my friends that i have alr had a wonderous xmas...&lt;br /&gt;first time celebrating!&lt;br /&gt;and its been REALLY great!&lt;br /&gt;thanks so much gals, for the starbucks,maestrobistro, fish n co...and all the thoughtful gifts...from leg cream to decorative items! lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i just wanna wish all my readers and esp those who have spent their xmas with me,&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt; "A MERRY MERRY XMAS!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(not forgetting my considerate colleagues and courteous customers!)&lt;br /&gt;thanks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end not: had a really hectic week ever since i started my hols...will be updating in the meantime...until i get hold of some time...pls be patient.xp lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116698521993888451?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116698521993888451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=116698521993888451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116698521993888451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116698521993888451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-xmas.html' title='merry xmas'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-116615815316665699</id><published>2006-12-15T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T12:49:14.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas</title><content type='html'>apologies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my com system has been down thats why i haven't been blogging...&lt;br /&gt;currently busy preparing for christmas...&lt;br /&gt;will not be baking for christmas this year...&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will bake during chinese new year...&lt;br /&gt;yes, my term 3 holidays is coming...&lt;br /&gt;starts right after i end school at 5pm! &lt;br /&gt;been really booked for this hols...&lt;br /&gt;so, night safari: your must decide on a date!&lt;br /&gt;ok...shall stop here cause its time to go class...&lt;br /&gt;* ons sleeping mode.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116615815316665699?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116615815316665699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=116615815316665699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116615815316665699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116615815316665699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas.html' title='christmas'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-116523972547345773</id><published>2006-12-04T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T21:42:06.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meaningful</title><content type='html'>*THOUGHTs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Shared grief is half the sorrow, shared happiness is double the joy".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"If you want to feel rich, just count the things u have that money can't buy".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~found this meaningful from a chain mail about the blind man who shared what he saw at the window. i'm sure many of u would have heard of the story...anyway, here's the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hospital Window&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it. In his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days and weeks passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the &lt;br /&gt;window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116523972547345773?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116523972547345773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=116523972547345773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116523972547345773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116523972547345773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2006/12/meaningful.html' title='meaningful'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-116516318537596425</id><published>2006-12-03T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T00:26:25.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>*workload*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~never ending tasks to do.&lt;br /&gt;~never ending deadlines to meet.&lt;br /&gt;~never ending things to ponder about.&lt;br /&gt;~never ending responsibilities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=...awaiting my hiatus...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the song that is currently twirling in my mind:&lt;br /&gt;" how can i live without you...how do i ever, ever survive...how do i, how do i live..." &lt;br /&gt;( pardon me for the broken lyrics...singing has always been my weakest link.xp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite upset over the departure of another two of my colleagues...work will never be the same without your, now i can only chat with the chefs in my kitchen...and maybe bug some of those "unmotivated" boys...*sings again..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good news: gou gou is finally coming back...one more week without u hanging around at home( i must definitely make use of that freedom at home, cause it doesn't come easy...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was chatting with my bro over the msn, and my mum asked him whether he want to stay in germany longer or he wants to come home...&lt;br /&gt;ANS: he answered frankly, saying that of course he missed home, being with my parents for 20 years and being with me for 17 years( he remembered my age for the first time, suprisingly...always have a problem of collecting less candles for my bday cake in the past.., anyway, thats not the point...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE POINT is that...no matter how u like or dislike the place...u still have feelings attached ...TIME plays a major role in creating that kind of feelings...that is what bonds are all about...(humans are emotinal creatures)you are at somewhere for a reason...its fate that brought u to that place...take for example, there are many chinese orchestras out there but why do i turn up at that co... &lt;br /&gt;besides the reason that i live in vicinity to the cc, its the place that nurtured me,its my friends that makes me excited about going for practices...that lightens up my libarian duty indirectly( though i'm still not a very responsible one)its the feeling that grows with time...&lt;br /&gt;was once posted to sushi (the place where i yearns to work in) but why do i miss my colleagues at ramen when i'm working at sushi? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;already drifting to lala land...lamost reaching...&lt;br /&gt;sorry for such a lengthy post..*-*""&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116516318537596425?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116516318537596425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=116516318537596425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116516318537596425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116516318537596425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='=('/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-116498132440217628</id><published>2006-12-01T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T21:55:27.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>December</title><content type='html'>*Month of December*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for one of the rare things...its the first time i want to blog but didn't have anything in mind...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm feeling relief...( i have cleared all the tests in term 3...but pls don't be too happy...cause i still don't know the outcome yet..) but i will keep my fingers crossed...and hope this eventful month and a significant month to end this busy year will turn out fine....&lt;br /&gt;some of the things have finally turn for the better...so i hope it will continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i begin to praise "god" for the first time in my blog, i shall admit that i have not been a faithful devotee...( influenced by the catholics and taoists...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please continue to shower your blessings on me!=) thank you so much for being there...while i was not sure of what step to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPCOMING EVENTS&lt;br /&gt;~ co bbq&lt;br /&gt;~ co music meet&lt;br /&gt;~ 62A'01 class outing&lt;br /&gt;~ our co uniform&lt;br /&gt;~ my tests results&lt;br /&gt;~ work!&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting...~CHRISTMAS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....what is an unforgettable christmas to me?&lt;br /&gt;i have always been wondering...i have never spent my christmas overseas...neither have i really attended as christmas party...but to me ...i think what matters is that u spend ur christmas in a meaningful way...with all ur loved ones...eating, celebrating the birth of christ...staying at home...(definitly not squeezing in the crowd at orchard rd...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food for thought...&lt;br /&gt;~ what is ur most enjoyable christmas like? &lt;br /&gt;xp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116498132440217628?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116498132440217628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=116498132440217628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116498132440217628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116498132440217628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2006/12/december.html' title='December'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-116456131640312905</id><published>2006-11-27T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T01:15:17.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas</title><content type='html'>* Christmas!* &lt;br /&gt;"santa claus is coming to town...!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to orchard after work with my sec sch gal friends...we toured around and took pictures of everything that we think is nice...from potpourris...to christmas trees to even the reindeers...yes, we had fun at nydc...we went dutch as usual...and that was the change we gave the cashier...-exact change-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7766/2999/1600/860781/nydc.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/7766/2999/320/662851/nydc.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, we had lots of fun! time to sleep soon...i shall continue the adventures  on sunday night another time! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116456131640312905?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116456131640312905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=116456131640312905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116456131640312905'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7766/2999/1600/199612/paragon.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/7766/2999/320/600219/paragon.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7766/2999/1600/35284/taka.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/7766/2999/320/321090/taka.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7766/2999/1600/905631/gems.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/7766/2999/320/88865/gems.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7766/2999/1600/964813/gems%21.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/7766/2999/320/707319/gems%21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7766/2999/1600/21650/m%20n%20m%20s.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/7766/2999/320/332127/m%20n%20m%20s.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7766/2999/1600/932144/grass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7766/2999/320/478808/grass.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7766/2999/1600/961545/chiwawa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7766/2999/320/689205/chiwawa.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116455952117442335?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116455952117442335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=116455952117442335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116455952117442335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116455952117442335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2006/11/photos.html' title='photos..'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-116437957491800593</id><published>2006-11-24T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T22:46:21.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>* REFLECT *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...how can they do this to me..i spent my break trying to blog...and this is what happened...it is lost...i wonder how i lost the post... i thought forgetfulness only happens in reality...sighs...xp never mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was saying(time to be serious)xp: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are things that you would never wish that they will happen but there are also things that u anticipate but it never did happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought the month of november was a slow one...maybe i maxed up my october...anyway...time is like crawling all over the place except on the eves of tests...&lt;br /&gt;is it a sign that i am in control of the time or is it a sign that i'm not maximising my days? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more month to the end of the year..this year has certainly been really challenging for me...will post my end of year conclusion and reflections plus resolutions ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*empty*&lt;br /&gt;~currently in search of _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _&lt;br /&gt;( fill in the blanks ) &lt;br /&gt;Lol...&lt;br /&gt;preparing for christmas...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss everyone...its been around 5 years, going 6 since i have left my pri sch...(greeted my pri sch teacher on the street and she didn't recognise me...how disappointing...) its been around 1 year since i have left my sec sch...the good old times...xp -.-"&lt;div 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-116404150296052722</id><published>2006-11-21T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T00:51:43.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>IDENTITY retrieved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, i can declare myself as a honoured member of the Lian he zao bao tong xun yuan...(if u are wondering:whats thats? please post questions to me if u are curious=) will be happy to answer them...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have finally activated my status...another affilation...&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelmed by all the events, esp co matters... &lt;br /&gt;but will try my best to reflect on the ongoings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typing in the middle on the night...&lt;br /&gt;found my stats back!&lt;br /&gt;its a simple task but its really a challenge for a computer idiot like me who only knew how to spell "motherboard" one month ago...(although i have improved ...its still not enough...computers are even more complicated than humans to understand..."phew" =.-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till my next post, cya, readers, hope u like my new blog skin as i do...&lt;br /&gt;do inform me of the difficuties and inconvenience (besides the scroll bar)of accessing my blog. THANKS! ^0^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116404150296052722?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116404150296052722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=116404150296052722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116404150296052722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116404150296052722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post_21.html' title='?'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-116403410386346324</id><published>2006-11-20T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T22:48:31.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*!!@#$%^</title><content type='html'>okay...what happenened to my stats...will try to figure it out ...lalala...what happened!!?? never mind...i will edit it again...lazy...and tired to do it today...so, how the blog except for the scroll bar that is hidden? i will change the colour, don't worry...time to change my home page phrase...will do smnt sbout all this, just give me time...xp but for the matter of fact, i merely browse from blogskins and took the first skin which i think is nice(it was from the skin of today)...so here is this...=) enjoy...hopefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. the links under the third square are cancelled once i click on them...so if its cancel, it doesn't mean that the link is inaccessible=p thanks for visiting!( i got rid of that irritating thing as well...but i want my stats back!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116403410386346324?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116403410386346324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=116403410386346324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116403410386346324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116403410386346324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='*!!@#$%^'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-116348006587533878</id><published>2006-11-14T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:54:26.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*troubles...*</title><content type='html'>Troubles are things that stop u from progressing and are also things that u can't stop thinking of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bee really busy for i don't know what reasons...too many obligations...haven't been spending enough time with my friends...neglecting them...asking for their understanding, hope they can divert my attention to other things...(kept dreaming about what i have yet to do...its always bothering me...)and it was because i was too oblivious to my surroundings because of my "distresses" i didn't realise that my friends are actually facing problems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was this sentence that knocked me into my senses...i thank hui ling for doing so.=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being emotional creatures, humans are constantly trapped into a relationship struggle...i may not have realised it...but i always have this problem...i think i think too much into things for my own good...and too busybody for my own good... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i wish everyone success in their relationships with their family and friends, for only those who are important in your heart can truely hurt you...relationships work two ways so do treasure your "ships" =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i will get to the shore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*NAMES*&lt;br /&gt;wasn't used to putting names and stating the direct...cause its always fun to make your readers guess! hmm...i like to put others in  suspense...xp shall stop here today...=) thanks for your company^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116348006587533878?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116348006587533878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=116348006587533878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116348006587533878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116348006587533878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2006/11/troubles.html' title='*troubles...*'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-116334490918787133</id><published>2006-11-12T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:21:49.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is that what i call heaven?</title><content type='html'>i'm sorry to disappoint u guys...just because of my negligence...i will learn from this lesson...-.-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116334490918787133?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116334490918787133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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forever...</title><content type='html'>not much light cast on my love life? although i don't have one yet... you can understand what is my ideal of LOVE in the following questions since i have been chosen to answer them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. single, taken or crushing...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can guess, based on my above statement...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.are u happy with your life now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i am satisifed with what i have now, just need more personal space and time to daydream...=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.when u meet the right person, do u fall in love with him fast?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i warm up slow...it takes time for me to know the person and gradually feel for him, and i think i only fall in love with that person when i can confirm that my feelings for him is right...so in my perception, there is nth to me as the right person and fall in love with him fast, cause i take a long time to find the right person and develop feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.have you ever been heartbroken?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course i have been, or else i won't be in the state i am now...haha..jkjk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.do you believe in some circumstances where cheating love is acceptable?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess u have to define cheating love, in a realtionship, cheating on the other party is not acceptable but if the lie is a white lie, and the other party is happy with what they have now, and telling the truth will only make the person unhappy, i think you can still accept it, so i guess it really have to depend on the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.would you take someone back if he is cheating on you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess what is important is that he must know that cheating is not right...people do make mistakes...but of course i won't believe him anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.have you talk to someone about marriage before?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think everyone did...some point or another in time...but it really depends on which aspect of marriage we are talking about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.do you want children?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it depends on the circumstances, i guess, i'm not a very healthy person...lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.how many?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 is a nice no. , but 3 is merrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.would u consider adoption?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its a gd idea, but it matters to me whose child and what kind of child i'm adopting to live with me. it will be good if i can afford to adopt children in the africa by donating money to the association...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.if someone likes you now, what is the best way for him or her to let you know his or her feeling?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; watched too much serial show...of course something romantic is sweet and thoughtful, but i guess what matters is how he show his sincerity ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.do you enjoy getting into relationships?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...not in the right point in time to answer this question...but i guess pple do enjoy the excitement of it , since it will be nice if you can share your feelings with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13.do you beieve in love at first ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my case, its yes and no...&lt;br /&gt;i usually take a liking to someone at first sight and but only fall in love with that someone after some time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14.do you beleve you can change someone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course it will be nice if i can, then i will change all my colleagues into hardworking boys...but i doubt i can, cause i'm not easily changed either, so i don't expect i can do so to others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.if you could get married somewhere, where would it be?&lt;br /&gt;in my dreams , i suppose! lols..does fairytale happens in reality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. do u give in easily when fighting?&lt;br /&gt;i think its depends on what the fight is about, if i am not in the wrong, i wil definitely fight for it, i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.do you have feelings for someone now?&lt;br /&gt;isn't it the same qn as the first but phrase differently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.do you evr wished that you had someone but u messed it up?&lt;br /&gt;not really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19.have you ever broken a heart?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe? i don't know...i was so used to disapproving relationships when i was younger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20.what will you do if your best friend likes the same guy as you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... it happened once when i was very young, we did nth, i guess it is all up to the boy, but our friendship will not turn sour just because of that, cause its another topic and does not interfere with our friendship.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21.are you missing anyone right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i shld skip the last question, for this is a relatively long questionaire, i will spare my friends form the "torture"...LOL! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116316293916542473?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116316293916542473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=116316293916542473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116316293916542473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116316293916542473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2006/11/his-love-endures-forever.html' title='his love endures forever...'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-116295600867033342</id><published>2006-11-08T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:20:09.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new gagets in the hse...</title><content type='html'>wish fulfilled! finally got my canon ixus 65 digital camera...hope it will do a gd job...as for now...besides all the commotion from school, i'm busy preparing for the things in my co, the minutes is a big headache(in chinese and english version that is) and for the primary school gathering...hopefully this mad rush for time and things will turn out just fine as i hve dreamt it to be...happy holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gd luck for those taking their Os and As! &lt;br /&gt;word of advice: do not lose faith in your abilities to soar skies!go for it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry to those whom i have backed my promises...:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116295600867033342?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116295600867033342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=116295600867033342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116295600867033342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116295600867033342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-gagets-in-hse.html' title='new gagets in the hse...'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-116274133996373467</id><published>2006-11-05T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T23:42:20.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my brother....</title><content type='html'>my bro is leaving... felt a tinge of sadness ...i can't help it... and its only one month...maybe i feel sad without a listener for a month...i guess i'm too attached to him?! didn't use to be so close to him when i was much younger...he didn't cared about me and the only time he was at home...he bullied me...now he still does...but its like some kind of teasing...lets see...i didn't know how i patched up with him but i think  cause he spent a little bit more time to talk to me and was more willing to share i guess...thats how we started to reconcile....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so lost with everyone leaving here and there...all my close friends...leaving the places where we first met...how i wish we could always continue joking together....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like i have to survive without your...at least for a month i hve to endure...=)i will try...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116274133996373467?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116274133996373467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=116274133996373467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116274133996373467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116274133996373467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-brother.html' title='my brother....'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-116226613071521411</id><published>2006-10-31T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T11:42:11.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>death note.</title><content type='html'>went for a movie after months....its been quite a long time since i watched a movie...my last one was da vinci code...coincidentally...i met my sec school mates during both occasions at the same place( plaza singapura) ...nice meetings....=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a short but meaningful chat with shermeen!....=) hope to see my oldfriends soon...so do contact me for gatherings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall talk about the movie now...conclusion: it was a very well plotted show...all that notes and everything...will be anticipating the last name( continuation of death note 1)...the showreally make us ponderand wonder to ourselves what is the true justice behind? is killing criminals doing justice? or is it injustice killing the criminals only out ofthe reason that they did harm to human kind? is ita battle behind law vs justice? or is it a dilemma between the justice and the injustice? what is the true definition...i guess its all up to uropinion to decide...and about what u truly believes in...but it is a fight of the brains between light and 'L'...&lt;br /&gt;and potato chips and chocolates? sweet vs salty? consomme flavour?... we shall be kept in suspense till the end of nov =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i definitely enjoy the movie without any doubt...slightly scary...quite funny...very mysterious...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. but i really do think the L shldn't indulge in so much chocolates....and sweet stuff...lookslike a malnutriton teen...xp lol...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116226613071521411?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116226613071521411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=116226613071521411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116226613071521411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116226613071521411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2006/10/death-note.html' title='death note.'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-116195343328278530</id><published>2006-10-27T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T20:50:33.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>officially lost...</title><content type='html'>my msn nick for weeks...anwya, i hve changed it...and the blogger can't read the dots...so alll those funny words in my previous post are the dots from microsoft word...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone. its never the same anymore...i wonder how come i feel so much affinity with that mechanical pencil...my first mechanical pencil that i have bought i guess...its a pentel e-sharp with a lead maximiser, user-friendly...have been so used to using those mechanical pencil that my pri sch teachers gave me in the past....&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i just bought a new mechanical pencil...after dragging the loss for weeks...the colour...i chose the same colour ...green...with a lead maximiser...its a rolly from pental this time...though there are many similarities...it will nvr be the same again...i guess its smt that can nvr be replaced...like first love? maybe i shldn't comment on this since i hve never been in love before...but there are some things or feelings that can nvr be retrieved once the crucial moment is over...so grab the chance when you still have it...do not wait...and drag...once its over, it will never be the same again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if u fail...you know you hve tried hard enough...the rule applies to everything in life...so grab your opportunity.=p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116195343328278530?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116195343328278530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=116195343328278530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116195343328278530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116195343328278530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2006/10/officially-lost.html' title='officially lost...'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-116186444004730266</id><published>2006-10-26T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T20:07:20.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how meaningful.</title><content type='html'>Its been more than 10 days since I have blogged…miss sharing all my views and reflections with everyone out there who has been followers of my entries…firstly I will thank those who have read my entries closely…do feel free to tag=) I will love to hear from all of u…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see what I have been up to all those days…been busy working and rushing lab reports during the public holidays… its hectic but at least u know u have plans ahead…and not a moment is wasted! …here I am trying to console myself…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching one of the tables having a birthday celebration …it brought me to the thought that I was going to be 18 next year… what is the most meaningful things I have done during the last 17 years? What has been my most memorable birthday? What will I find most meaningful to have as a birthday gift? What do I want to spend doing to make my life more meaningful in the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay…first I guess the most important thing is to define meaningful …I guess to me it means…being able to feel a sense of satisfaction from all things you have accomplished…one of the most typical example is helping people…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall ponder hard and give you all an answer before my birthday…=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digressing…has been mixing around with the boys at my workplace…there is something they lacked…they did not have a sense of what they want to achieve in future….they hung around aimlessly after work…being nocturnal animals…I don’t know what they are planning to do with their youth…? Able-bodied strong young men…I guess the crucial thing to changing their lifestyle is to change their mindsets…we shall se about that…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u witnessed a person with only one mobile leg trying to ride a bicycle? Try to depict the scene in your mind…he is stepping on the paddle of the bike with one leg with the other leg dangling in the air…can u imagine how much pain it may hve took him to do this “stunt”….what’s the significance.?&lt;br /&gt;To me it means a lot…it shows that there is nothing impossible in this world…who says u can only cycle with 2 legs….if anything is troubling u at the moment…try to break the norm…think out of the box…don’t not be tied dead to your troubles…there are more ways to solve it and there are more ways that u can try away from what is perturbing you! So be brave to face up to what u believe in…and I am sure happiness and freedom will come and approach you….so do be optimistic! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an old cliché: when life gives you a lemon, turn it into a glass of lemonade!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116186444004730266?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116186444004730266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=116186444004730266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116186444004730266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116186444004730266'/><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-28327383.post-116100276115447280</id><published>2006-10-16T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T20:46:14.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy sweats...</title><content type='html'>has been really busy the past week...i wonder why too...but i have been rushing everywhere...was really heart warming to see my sec sch friends at my work place...they actually take time to come and visit me!! had a nice short chat with them...hope to spend more time with them soon...and i think we need a better venue! =p smile with happiness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs, projects,practicals...there is a lot to do in the com...shall continue...to clear my mail...117 mail alr...will update you guys soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much! for everything...for your support! will miss u guys!=)=)=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7766/2999/1600/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7766/2999/320/Image021.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116048449751338169?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116048449751338169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=116048449751338169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116048449751338169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116048449751338169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-116045324389565697</id><published>2006-10-10T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T12:07:25.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>practicals.</title><content type='html'>is it agreeable that poly actaully have more practicals? i think so...we actually do "bigger" experiments. bigger as in more interesting and in a larger scale and invovles more risk... had 2 interesting practicals in the lab on monday...here is how it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we dissect a pig's eye and we actually managed to scoop some bacteria,(canadian ...and some bacillus thing...)on the glass and view it under the microscope. wasn't able to see it moving due to my poor eyesight but i managed to get quite a gdview of it...everyone in the class seems pretty excited about the new ventures ... dissecting a pig's head is not as disgusting as we thought ...its just like an object after holding it for a longtime....though it feels slimy and cold at first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during character development...(somewhat unrelated to our field of study)we had to built the tallest structure...one ofthe key to hving the strongest and tallest structure includes having a very good foundation...my lecturerclaims it is related to the character...as for my assumption i think a good character is nurtured from young...so that we will not be easily influenced and succumb to temptation when we get older... any way we had fun building it and trying to figure how the boys structure could withstand the blow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs...experiments can be fun while u are doing but the problematic things comes in when u are assigned to write a report for it...-.-" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do hve fun in school, my fellow friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116045324389565697?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116045324389565697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=116045324389565697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116045324389565697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116045324389565697'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly there are two types of lenses available: soft lens and hard lens. most wearers prefer soft lens cause its (as the name suggests its soft).its more comfortable on the eye and feels as if there is nothing on your eyes at all. u feel comfortable wearing it and of course ...without the burden of your specs weighing on your nose bridge...therefore as an end result u will feel more self confidence and have an illusion that u actually hve perfect vision. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by wearing something so close to your cornea, you are obliged to hve good hygiene practices...so here comes the responsibility of taking care of your contacts...first, u must use saline or multipurpose soln to rub ur lenses after u hve worn them . then, u will have to change the soln in the container that stores ur lenses everytime u take out and use your lenses. throw away the container after 2 months and clean the container every 2 weeks. seems like a lot of trouble to me...but i think its good to place urself in the shoes of other lens werers to be a very caring optometrist...=) i wish myself the best wearing it in such hazy conditions. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116032297595416473?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116032297595416473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=116032297595416473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116032297595416473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116032297595416473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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going to see the full moon in this atmosphere...hmm...i think i just hve to be very contented this mid autumn fest to be happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gems( general elective programme) was a disaster...i never thought i would create such an art piece...maybe i was too distant from all that art after such a long time...i shall cross my fingers and hope the teacher doesn't give me a d for it...to think gems help ur gpa...its not as easy as the name suggests...i do hope i will hve as much fun as my friends are all hving=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY MOONCAKE FESTIVAL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-116014713171175936?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/116014713171175936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=116014713171175936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116014713171175936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/116014713171175936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2006/10/06-oct-2006.html' title='06 OCT 2006'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-115987813303671955</id><published>2006-10-03T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T20:22:13.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daisol...</title><content type='html'>always enjoy going daisol...&lt;br /&gt;i like their business strategy...always $2...&lt;br /&gt;its nice and convenient to find everything u need under one roof...from skincare products to household products...they have things for the whole family...as for the price...its never a chore to find the price tag...and the best thing is that most of the goods are very japanese! love japanese stuff...thats was one of the reasons i took up jap ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although its like $2 per item...you will find that u are always spending more than u should there...=p -.-" sighs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-115987813303671955?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/115987813303671955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=115987813303671955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/115987813303671955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/115987813303671955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2006/10/daisol.html' title='Daisol...'/><author><name>postman;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28327383.post-115963367945465727</id><published>2006-10-01T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T20:32:22.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>people...</title><content type='html'>the first week of term 2. school reopened. i seen lots of different people and behaviour this week...&lt;br /&gt;there were nice ones...and rude ones...people who u will sympathise and people that will just make ur day brighter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the canteen uncle who collects the used utensils in my most frequented canteen smile at me for the first time! it was really heartwarming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this guy in collared shirt...nice suit...gave us a snobbish look( he looked up and pretended he didn't mind) when we were walking out of the lift...he looks as if we owe it to him and like we are wasting his precious time. i cannot believe people can be rude to that extent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an educated fellow...and a less educated man...whats the difference education can make...(except making the educated feel dominant...and the less educated less confident in himself)&lt;br /&gt;if education blinds the eye to the least basic respect for the other mankind...&lt;br /&gt;does education really do us goodand no harm?&lt;br /&gt;does educated people set their sights higher and neglect what is happening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to dine with my family and notice this teen who looked familiar eating dinner alone...upon checking with my family... i realise that he was from a torn family...he used to be my neighbour...i can nvr forget the empty look in his eyes...it didn't matter that he was dining alone...it mattered because he was downcasted...i wish there was smt i could do to help him...but it seemed like there wasn't....i did not know how to reach out to this teens who are depressed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in our times ...there are many teens now...who are able-bodied...yet its a shame to see them wasting their time and youth in that manner...loitering streets , smoking ...and doing all the wrong things at the wrong times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a chance to talked to one of my colleagues about his life...apparently he is a smoker with lots of girlfriends from a single parent ...he has been smoking since sec 3...a very nice teammate to work with ...he admits that he is not very good-looking but says he can't help it with so many girlfriends...he rides a bike without a license cause he is only 18. born in 15 april 1988...he leads a very different life compared to many 18 year old friends i hve...he likes the way he is living...he says it is interesting ...he is from a gang...has quite a number of followers because other teens admires him for what he has courage to do and wants their life to be as happening as his...( he is a full timer...cause he dropout from school...due to some conflicts...a senior of mine cause he used to studied in sp...) he never thought he could make it to poly until a teacher approached him and told him that all the other teachers thinks he is a junk and asked him " do u think u are a junk? if not then u prove it to me"...the risk taking nature was shown ...when he put down random choices of what course he wants to take and tossed a coin to determine his future path...there was nothing i can comment on...it was totally out of the world when he told me what he did with his life...he used to hve a jap girlfriend and learnt how to speak in jap...not only that...he can speak malay...and many other languages although he is only a chinese. at the end of the day...i realised i live in a protected environment...my friends seem to be all good company...and it made me forget that there are so many out there who are so different...and lead such a different life...the only thing i told him after his narrate all his adventures...is ...do what u think is right...and nvr regret the life u lead...=) he smile to me and told me.."yes,i am conscious of what i am doing and enjoying it..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do u react when u see old friends and familiar faces? recently saw a couple of my old school mates while i was working.....they were outside the restaurant...so i merely watch them go...if they saw me and recognise me ..especially when there is eye contact, i will not hesistate to wave...if they were my close friends...i will definitely go up and embrace them...kidding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i'm always shy to go up to them, it will definitely be a great joy to be acknowledged for they treat u as friends...so i often feel bad when i hve the opportunity to do so but i don't take action. so i wish to encourage all to acknowledge your friends! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-115963367945465727?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/115963367945465727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=115963367945465727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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ago...the only sad case is that i hve yet to post any of my works up...but other than that ... do feel free to pop in to admire our works! our girls hve spend utmost effort in making the blog possible! being naggie as usual...this is the address: &lt;a href="http://justpaparazzi.blogspot.com"&gt;http://justpaparazzi.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;! link us!! we can all make it possible!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-115935424441031096?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/115935424441031096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=115935424441031096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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of the biggest joy in life. will it be long-lasting? but i really treasured that moment. thanks. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28327383-115902775855240157?l=calderacookies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/feeds/115902775855240157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28327383&amp;postID=115902775855240157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/115902775855240157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28327383/posts/default/115902775855240157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calderacookies.blogspot.com/2006/09/value-of-2-dollars.html' title='value of 2 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