<?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-6038158147318608286</id><updated>2011-10-08T22:32:06.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Willkommen</title><subtitle type='html'>Each agent, wittingly or unwittingly, is a producer and reproducer of meaning... it is because subjects do not know what they are doing that what they do has more meaning than they know. --- Bourdieu---</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>135</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-8361391899678115648</id><published>2011-09-28T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T20:21:26.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye.</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone ( I think everyone actually refers to you, my girls haha and erm, perhaps random strangers who chanced upon this blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shall be my last blog post for this blog XiangNi Cafe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog was set up with the purpose of keeping a 'diary' of the happenings of Daphne and Ruixiang as a couple, but as of a week ago, we broke up. So I suppose there isn't any more purpose in continuing to blog, under this blog address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 had been a really, really trying year. We broke up once and patched back, but somehow things did not work out again. I still wanted a go at it despite the 1st failure, but Ruixiang decided enough was enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me how I am feeling right now, I will say that I am feeling &lt;em&gt;a lot &lt;/em&gt;of things haha. &lt;br /&gt;Devastated, because a 3 year relationship has to come to an end. So many memories and promises just.. poof! disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;Tormented, because for those of you who don't know, we broke up because Ruixiang no longer has feelings for me. So its hard for me to move on in a way, because I know I still have feelings for him but oh well..&lt;br /&gt;Very lonely. Self-explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this break up will lead to something better for me, that I will eventually find a better person who can click with me even better. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While this will be the last blog post, I don't think I will take down/remove this blog, at least not now. Will let you girls know my new blog address when I take to blogging again! Thanks for all the support and kind words :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-8361391899678115648?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/8361391899678115648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=8361391899678115648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/8361391899678115648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/8361391899678115648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/09/bye-bye.html' title='Bye Bye.'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-972929614235325434</id><published>2011-09-13T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T01:18:21.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Week 5 of school!  And im now thinking about my recess week ( week 8) already. Was thinking of a short getaway for about 3D2N or 2D1N, all in under $150. But I need people to go with!!!! Rx not keen to go, so any of you girls thinking of heading somewhere to relax?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life kinda sucks now. But thank God for school and lessons and projects to keep me going. I wished I had a school companion to go to school with!! Maybe I should get a tamagochi or something portable to carry around with me wherever i go hahaha. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize I like to plan things ahead.Taking care of details, and making sure things are under my control as much as possible. Sometimes I wonder if I cared too much about things that I fail to see what can be controlled, and what can't. But at least some things can be controlled, right? Of cuz some things might be predestined but I want to know that i have tried at least. Gahhhh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I wish there were more affordable places to go to when im bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-972929614235325434?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/972929614235325434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=972929614235325434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/972929614235325434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/972929614235325434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/09/week-5-of-school-and-im-now-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-85836287472955339</id><published>2011-08-25T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T22:47:32.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Week 2 of school now, and it still feels like a holiday cuz i only have lessons on Tuesday and Friday :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite sad that this will be my final year in school... I actually like studying a lot ( as compared to work ) and I think i'd rather study forever. If my dad is willing pay, I will stay in school till I get sick of books. Hur hur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of work, I think of the uncomfortable work clothes and and disgusting train rides in the morning. And then the air conditioned rooms that are usually so cold that I need to wear a winter jacket after 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I ended my part-time work at TANGS last Sunday. Was selling eco-friendly bags called 'Candy Wrapper Bag' that were made out of candy wrappers. They look pretty and its stylish, but the price is pretty steep. It costs about $70 for a clutch, and $200+ for a handbag. Was so tempted to get one for myself cuz of its unique-ness but.. I only earned $6/hr =( I will need to use up all my salary plus top up another $100 to afford one handbag. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rx and I planning to have some activities this weekend.. Hopefully we dun go over budget. Also a great time for me to snap some pictures.. I realized that this blog is in dire need of pictures.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-85836287472955339?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/85836287472955339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=85836287472955339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/85836287472955339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/85836287472955339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/08/week-2-of-school-now-and-it-still-feels.html' title=''/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-8040206650541046010</id><published>2011-08-16T09:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T09:51:22.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cannot sleep. This is the horrid-est day of my life. I feel so lost, with nothing for support. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so angry that he actually cheated on me.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I feel so betrayed. &lt;br /&gt;And because I ended it, I feel so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this myraid of emotions keep repeating itself again and again in my head. Thoughts of what they had done, of what we could have in the future if this hadn't happened, is making me switch between agony and sorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One moment i'm pining for him, then the next I feel slapped in the face and twisted in my heart when I recall how he has already moved on and had fun with another. I thought I was the only special one, but I was so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish that every teardrop will take away 1 painful memory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a silly, silly little girl you have been Daphne.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-8040206650541046010?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/8040206650541046010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=8040206650541046010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/8040206650541046010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/8040206650541046010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-cannot-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-7897215210640138219</id><published>2011-08-10T20:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T22:10:21.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been so long since I last blogged! As u girls know, my life is in turmoil now hur hur hur. So nothing much to talk about my sad, pathetic life except to whine about you-know-who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to watch the Fireworks at Marina Bay on National Day. I think its called Marina Promotory? Somewhere near the MBS. Fireworks was spectacular- they had heart-shaped fireworks! The final burst of fireworks looked like the scene from HP7 Deathly Hallows II where the Death eaters rained spells on the protective shield around Hogwarts =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had picnic though as usual, we bickered over the picnic menu. Boils down to:&lt;br /&gt;1. Honey baked ham sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;2. Black Pepper ham sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;3. Bacon with Cucumber (the asparagus were too expensive) &lt;br /&gt;4. Bee Hoon with Otah&lt;br /&gt;5. Cherries and Cherry Honey Tomatoes ( only I ate these 2 cuz you-know-who doesn't like them) &lt;br /&gt;6. Coke, Pineapple Juice and H2O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, we are both sick now. I got sore throat, a fever and blocked nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts next week.. Ahh. I ordered more contacts and this time, I chose the FedEx delivery option! Previously it was by international registered mail, which took about 2 weeks. With the FedEx Express Priority Mail, it only takes 2 working days and they deliver it to my doorstep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Usau7khDs1U/TkKOf8x17VI/AAAAAAAAAc8/1X8HGgzuVWk/s1600/IMG_3072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Usau7khDs1U/TkKOf8x17VI/AAAAAAAAAc8/1X8HGgzuVWk/s320/IMG_3072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639226362963553618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XqaqgzJ3wtg/TkKOfudUPvI/AAAAAAAAAc0/bdUWbpeik1I/s1600/IMG_3071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XqaqgzJ3wtg/TkKOfudUPvI/AAAAAAAAAc0/bdUWbpeik1I/s320/IMG_3071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639226359119363826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4TsXwM1XKuk/TkKOfv3yFtI/AAAAAAAAAcs/eA2ZgmWSMpA/s1600/IMG_3070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4TsXwM1XKuk/TkKOfv3yFtI/AAAAAAAAAcs/eA2ZgmWSMpA/s320/IMG_3070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639226359498806994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contact lenses in their spongey packs, and the colouful contact lens cases :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there have been lots of negative press about coloured contact lenses and the dangers of online ordering.But the recent case about contaminated coloured lenses from authorized stores in Sg from an authorized seller goes to show that buying it from a retail store isn't any much safer than getting it online. Not saying that its the store's fault ( they wouldn't know the manufacturer would provide fake goods i suppose) here.  In any case, I have purchased these contacts beginning this year and have been wearing them for 8 months now.. so far so good, they are like any other contact lens. Won't get infection as long as proper hygiene is practiced!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to wear my new contacts and show u girls!! :DD I actually got &lt;em&gt;Blue&lt;/em&gt; ones this time. I hope I dun look too weird or worse, like a SPG. :S &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-7897215210640138219?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/7897215210640138219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=7897215210640138219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/7897215210640138219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/7897215210640138219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-been-so-long-since-i-last-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Usau7khDs1U/TkKOf8x17VI/AAAAAAAAAc8/1X8HGgzuVWk/s72-c/IMG_3072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-836973287018798227</id><published>2011-07-27T02:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T02:46:17.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused</title><content type='html'>I am so freaking confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why say you love me, then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) treat me like a stranger when you see me?&lt;br /&gt;2) tell me that nothing can be guaranteed?&lt;br /&gt;3) say I am replaceable?&lt;br /&gt;4) tell me that anything, and everything can change?&lt;br /&gt;5) not show it in your actions and words thereafter?&lt;br /&gt;6) tell me its up to me, that I should think for myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you trying to say to me? Im receiving very mixed signals, and Im getting very fed up with all these mind games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he love me? Oh yes, he just said he did. Morever, &lt;em&gt;its up to me &lt;/em&gt;to decide if I want to believe him or not.&lt;br /&gt;Did he really meant what he said? Oh yes, definitely. Morever, &lt;em&gt;its up to me &lt;/em&gt;to decide how much to trust him. &lt;br /&gt;Should I stay in this relationship? Oh yes, obviously duh. He wanted it to continue didn;t he? Moreover, &lt;em&gt;its up to me &lt;/em&gt;whether or not I want to continue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for having such great faith in my judgement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to end this misery. Don't come and tell me 'its up to me'. Obviously I can do whatever I want. But you know what? What really matters to me now is YOU telling/showing me that this r/ship is worthwhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everything is up to me, then all I can say now is, I concede defeat. &lt;br /&gt;I don't want to play anymore.&lt;br /&gt;You win. &lt;br /&gt;You have your own principles and views and Yes, you are definitely entitled to them. Nobody says you are wrong. &lt;br /&gt;Now, Im beginning to wonder if everything was a mistake from the start. Maybe I should never have started it at all. Whatever, he'll probably say its up to me to think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-836973287018798227?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/836973287018798227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=836973287018798227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/836973287018798227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/836973287018798227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/07/confused.html' title='Confused'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-4652037895363219980</id><published>2011-07-19T02:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T02:30:57.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do.</title><content type='html'>I am so tired. I want to give up, yet I don't want to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you, yet love you at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I didn't have to initiate everything myself. I wish you could just step up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may seem so difficult to you now, but all I really want is for you to tell me you love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to stay, but by staying I may just hurt myself more. I want you to tell me it will not hurt, that you will do your best, and everything will be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may seem so self-centred, talking about "I" all the time, but deep down you know that You are at the centre of my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You mean so much to me, I don't want to end it and say goodbye to a future together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me to wait for you, to enter my life again and give me happiness. Im still waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you how I want things to be, and I don't know how to explain it clearer. tell me how to tell you. I want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I wish you can just hold me. Tell me that I matter to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how I feel when there are other girls around. I just want you all to myself. I know it's selfish, but that because I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don;t even know if you bother to read this, but this is how I feel now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-4652037895363219980?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/4652037895363219980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=4652037895363219980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/4652037895363219980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/4652037895363219980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-to-do.html' title='What to do.'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-2354813802264169761</id><published>2011-07-12T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T01:28:01.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought of the Day</title><content type='html'>Chatted with an old buddy today and started talking about psych stuff and relationships. And then he said something that struck me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe one day , you can find someone who loves you not becoz he sees you , but he sees you for the woman that you can become."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how that works.. the guy must be a really rare gem to be able to see a woman for who she can become. Not to mention, having lots of faith in her and in his judgment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-2354813802264169761?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/2354813802264169761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=2354813802264169761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/2354813802264169761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/2354813802264169761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/07/thought-of-day.html' title='Thought of the Day'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-5754115453325888824</id><published>2011-07-06T03:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T03:31:36.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye travelling 2011</title><content type='html'>I think Im done travelling for the year. My bank account is at a disgustingly all-time low, and I desperately need to save up for my grad trip next summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... NOW I wish I can just strike toto or 4D. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Batam last week and had seafood which = diarrhoea. The massage was not bad, but 3 hours was wayyy too long, not to mention that some parts of my naked body was exposed to the aircon throughout. Pics of the Batam trip on Facebook if you wanna see how the interior of the resort looks like! I must say that I was plesantly surprised by the level of cleanliness in the room. Spacious with clean bedding, and quite a few channels on TV. Mini fridge was clean and functioning, and there was a stainless steel flask for boiling water. ( YAY for not having those horrid coiled-rod thingies that tend to corrode into a beastly green color)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had tea with Mel and Han at Antoinette this afternoon! Original plan was to watch Monte Carlo alone at Kallang since I needed to kill time before meeting my uni friends at 7pm. Well, bitching session always win over a lonesome movie date with myself lolol. I think I missed out on A LOT with ma galz ever since I started preparing for my Europe trip in May :( Gotta catch up and start going out more with them before school starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch-up with my dearest uni friends was awesome!! We had dim sum and then dau huay and youtiao at Geylang :DD Our chatting session was really nice, catching up on life and school and how we might not grad in time because of the pathetic number of class vacancies. Friend A then started talking about how she thinks she will end up dying alone with 10 cats because she has never had a BF her whole life, while friend B looks on forlornly and wishes he can find an intelligent girl to be his GF. And I just stare at my bi dan porridge and wonder if I will also end dying alone with 100 hamsters by my bedside- marriage is not on my cards at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be all excited at getting married, cuz it is like the ultimate romantic ending to a relationship. But after having a relationship for 3 years, marriage just seems like a tool to legitimize having children and to apply for an HDB flat. Not saying that marriage is solely for those 2 purposes, just that all the hard work, planning and sacrifices that comes with marriage erases all the Disney-like properties of marriage. The more I think about marrying someone, the more I find marriage exhausting and cumbersome. When I think about "sharing my life with my husband", I think about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What if I don't get a job that provides an income as high or higher than his? How will it shape the power dynamics in the relationship? If he earns more, will he offer to pay more of the expenses, and then complain about it one day? If I earn more, will he feel inferior? ( Guys and their ego thingy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I will have to face this guy at MY home before work and after work and in bed. Does his habits suit mine? What if he has habits that I cannot live with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Values. What if we don't share the same values towards work, child-rearing, politics, religion, etc etc? What if he criticizes what I believe in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What if we get bored of each other, or get irritated at each other? ( 50+ years together can be hell; just look at the past 22 years with parents) What if one of us meet someone else who we like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the list goes on... byebye,fairytale story. you were fun when I didn't have to think so much about all these questions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-5754115453325888824?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/5754115453325888824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=5754115453325888824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/5754115453325888824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/5754115453325888824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/07/bye-bye-travelling-2011.html' title='Bye Bye travelling 2011'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-171602437626195317</id><published>2011-06-24T02:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T02:39:29.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss Europe!!</title><content type='html'>When i was in Europe, I missed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that im home, i missed Europe like hell :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the cool wind blasting at my face at 8am every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss walking 10km under the sun and not sweating one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss trying to read the map and second-guessing squiggley French/German/Dutch words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss ducking under the gantry and sneaking into trains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss going to bed, fully exhausted but excited at what's to come the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss sitting by a bench in the park and watching swans/poodles/pigeons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss taking the Tube/Metro/S-bahn/U-bahn and learning the names of the train stations that pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I actually miss dragging my 22kg luggage up and down the god damn stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Travelling F&amp;E was such a joy. It felt so good to explore unknown places and snapping picures everywhere, even a random tree looked prettier under the European sun than in SG. Gotta save up now so that I can realize my dream of going back to europe next summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-171602437626195317?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/171602437626195317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=171602437626195317&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/171602437626195317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/171602437626195317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-miss-europe.html' title='I Miss Europe!!'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-6400656037350364504</id><published>2011-04-29T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T21:27:00.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My hair is full of the smell of smoke. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My travel mate for my Europe trip is so freaking awesome.. she has tonnes of friends everywhere and they all seem to be pretty rich. So this guy friend of her asks her out for lunch and becuz we needed to book flights for our Europe trip, she asked me along. Turns out that this guy friend was holidaying at Mandarin Gallery hotel. And he's a Singaporean. Lol.. so he books a room at the hotel to stay because he is bored at home. I think he probably spent 1K for this 'holiday'? lol.. anyway he is quite down to earth and very friendly, and I was there squealing over the squeaky clean bathroom and the super comfy pillows. Im such a country pumpkin -.- I wonder when i wil ever step into a Singaporean hotel again ( other than for my own wedding ) LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture time!&lt;br /&gt;Had korean BBQ with hanney at east coast! the beef was sooo juicy! thinking about it makes me salivate now lol.. but it was not cheap :( and the only pic i took was of the dessert, because its the 1st time i see watermelon shaped into hearts HAHA.. wonder what they did with the rest of the flesh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u0rWlicSIhI/Tbq8MkjjA2I/AAAAAAAAAcI/Co7qxLSPPxs/s1600/27042011113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u0rWlicSIhI/Tbq8MkjjA2I/AAAAAAAAAcI/Co7qxLSPPxs/s320/27042011113.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600996010745856866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rx and I went to the doctor's to collect medicine. Looks like sweets yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mFhdMuUA8QE/Tbq8MxSmBCI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/tOV3hoPClp8/s1600/26042011108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mFhdMuUA8QE/Tbq8MxSmBCI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/tOV3hoPClp8/s320/26042011108.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600996014164411426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No prize for guessing who is that green head monster hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tPE2yPZiQ9o/Tbq8NBVbLQI/AAAAAAAAAcY/5yPmxrs5q2Q/s1600/27042011109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tPE2yPZiQ9o/Tbq8NBVbLQI/AAAAAAAAAcY/5yPmxrs5q2Q/s320/27042011109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600996018471251202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My long-awaited breakfast prepared by RX himself!! the milo was yummy.. until he later revealed that he added in Nutella, because my house ran out of Milo powder and he dun noe where to get the refill -.- The scrambled eggs were ok in its texture, but tasted a bit funny.. because our dear boy added in sugar instead of salt..LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-odZvc9nspeQ/Tbq8NUQJ5wI/AAAAAAAAAcg/frKp_PAInpc/s1600/27042011111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-odZvc9nspeQ/Tbq8NUQJ5wI/AAAAAAAAAcg/frKp_PAInpc/s320/27042011111.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600996023549421314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-6400656037350364504?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/6400656037350364504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=6400656037350364504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/6400656037350364504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/6400656037350364504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-hair-is-full-of-smell-of-smoke.html' title=''/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u0rWlicSIhI/Tbq8MkjjA2I/AAAAAAAAAcI/Co7qxLSPPxs/s72-c/27042011113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-1770085675226843019</id><published>2011-04-26T00:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T01:28:43.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have got so much stuff to blog about  that this might just turn out to be a 5000 word essay on Daphne's weekend.Lol.. Anyways, this weekend was a terribly exhausting one. Never in my 22 years have I expected that I will have to deal with such a situation involving a 3rd party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Technically she cannot be considered a 3rd party, because I don't have conclusive evidence and secondly, because she allegedly isn't attracted to my BF. But her actions speak otherwise, which leads me to strongly, strongly suspect that she has some designs on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not go into details about the why and how here, but overall the whole experience of finding out about this girl is God.Darn.Painful. And of cuz it affected my exams because I only found this out in between my exam papers ( tough luck, eh) so all the more I am pissed at her. Plus, my BF started to distance himself from me starting about a month ago ( when she appeared in his life) and I couldn't fathom why he would behave in such a way. Naturally, I thought that he was interested in her and losing interest in me. I guess guys like this thrill of finding someone new. Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tempted to stalk her on FB and screen all MSN and SMS between her and my BF but such a behavior is borderline obsession and Im not going to turn into a psychopath because of her. Neither am I going to spend my hours in misery and unhappiness because of this girl, because I deserve every right to be happy with my time. But, its just so hard to shut out thoughts of her. I trust my BF, but I don't trust her. And feelings can &lt;em&gt;grow&lt;/em&gt;, there's no denying that. So Im kinda paranoid that one day she might just win over my BF or something. Sigh. On the other hand, the impulsive side of me wants to head out with my male friends, and i reasoned that "hey, since he is spending his time with another girl, why coop myself at home when I have got other fun guy friends to hang out with?". But of course, that would be plain stupid because it ain't gonna help things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that was what was occupying my weekend- talking about this girl with my BF and clearing up some issues. I think communication is super, super important. Man, I cannot emphasize on how crucial it is to talk about such issues. The human mind is capable of 'filling in the blanks' base on a few pieces of information we get, and this is exactly the kind of cognitive biases that I wanna avoid ( Kudos to studying psychology). Thank goodness my BF has his mind and heart strongly rooted. Now then , do i understand what parents mean by 'finding a husband with good values'. I used to think, what the &lt;em&gt;heck&lt;/em&gt; do they mean by good values? Now I understand that these good values means far more than  being filial, good-educated, etc. A good man must also have principles and values that are enduring and conducive towards a healthy relationship, marriage and parenthood. And I think my BF has the potential :) , as long as people like THIS girl don't knock him off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the long talk on Saturday, BF brought me to this place at Far East Square.. and ta-da! It is a nail polish shop!! I was super delighted la! I didn't expect him to reserach on this place on his own ( since previously THIS girl has been feeding him information about girly stuff, such as nail polish brands) so its quite a surprise when he brought me here and bought $100 worth of nail polish for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The O.P.I colours are gorgeous! I love them!! plus the $3.50 stick that allows me to draw polka dots hee hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7I8rOhScQOI/TbWshmqmBDI/AAAAAAAAAbg/n6L0Xj7nceA/s1600/22042011095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7I8rOhScQOI/TbWshmqmBDI/AAAAAAAAAbg/n6L0Xj7nceA/s320/22042011095.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599571405019939890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M3agOqPsfq4/TbWsihKgGHI/AAAAAAAAAb4/QLxXz7hp2-w/s1600/25042011106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M3agOqPsfq4/TbWsihKgGHI/AAAAAAAAAb4/QLxXz7hp2-w/s320/25042011106.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599571420723026034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pA5Ykl_Y4U/TbWshz9BCXI/AAAAAAAAAbo/h7oeyqtlJpQ/s1600/22042011098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pA5Ykl_Y4U/TbWshz9BCXI/AAAAAAAAAbo/h7oeyqtlJpQ/s320/22042011098.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599571408586869106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the pressies again, baby. I promise not to buy any more nail polishes till I finish them, or unless there's a colour I need! I have all the colours of the rainbow now ( I think), so creating designs should be fun. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started to use this Maybelline compact powder too.. First time deviating away from liquid/mousse foundation and I think the outcome isn't too bad. Plus, its convenient and ths casing is so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--bXIoqNOftE/TbWsjHSxd7I/AAAAAAAAAcA/6odizEq_Ats/s1600/25042011104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--bXIoqNOftE/TbWsjHSxd7I/AAAAAAAAAcA/6odizEq_Ats/s320/25042011104.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599571430958266290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my package from shopping online! :D it looks good.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n26grBziigE/TbWsiadtqlI/AAAAAAAAAbw/1hREBnRSbDk/s1600/23042011100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n26grBziigE/TbWsiadtqlI/AAAAAAAAAbw/1hREBnRSbDk/s320/23042011100.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599571418924558930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning for the Europe trip still. And lots of problems emerging.. the largest of all being my safety. I pray that I won't get raped or something. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-1770085675226843019?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/1770085675226843019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=1770085675226843019&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1770085675226843019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1770085675226843019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-have-got-so-much-stuff-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7I8rOhScQOI/TbWshmqmBDI/AAAAAAAAAbg/n6L0Xj7nceA/s72-c/22042011095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-3477235958792309464</id><published>2011-04-20T02:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T02:41:48.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs that FB is killing your relationship</title><content type='html'>I just read an article on 12 signs that you should quit facebook.. and I changed it to a relationship context for applicability. LOL.. The original article is taken from here: http://technology.xin.msn.com/technology-news/photos.aspx?cp-documentid=4403222&amp;page=1 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Forgetting Birthdays&lt;br /&gt;You'd forget your girlfriend/boyfriend's birthday if it wasn't for Facebook reminders. Remember before the days of Facebook, when you wrote birthdays, important dates and events in a calendar/diary, or kept it in your head? If Facebook now runs your social life, telling you when to say 'happy birthday', and when you're going where, you could run into an angry argument when you can't access FB for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Cyber Girl/Boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;You speak to your gf/bf more often on Facebook than in real life. Previously you'd pick up your phone if you wanted to tell him/her something, or maybe drop a text message to meet for a chat. If you've found you're now talking to him/her more on Facebook than in real life, do your relationship a favour, close down the chat box and grab a coffee together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Oversharing overload&lt;br /&gt;Hey, depressed guy! Facebook isn't your agony aunt, ok? You shouldn't be broadcasting how horrible your break-up was or how much you hate your gf/bf on your profile. Nobody really wants to read it. And we'd bet that includes your gf/bf too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Facebook on the beach/breakfast/lunch/dinner/outing&lt;br /&gt;You check Facebook from your phone on holiday or when you are out.&lt;br /&gt;The sun is shining, you're on an exotic beach somewhere and you've forked out your hard-earned cash to get away from it all. Why then, pray tell, would you be checking Facebook from your phone? This is addiction at its most devastating - not only will you miss out on chunks of your holiday with your face in your phone, but when the roaming charges land on your next bill, you'll need to take out a loan to pay them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Farmville Addiction&lt;br /&gt;You've taken out a loan to cover your Farmville/Fish World/Mafia habit.  If you've been hooked in to playing one of these Facebook games, not only will you have no doubt flooded your friends' feeds with news that you just bought a new fish/sheep/gun, but you've probably spent a fair bit of dough on it in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your bank balance is starting to see the effects of your addiction, you might want to think about reining it in a bit, and spending your cash on something away from your computer, in the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Popularity worry&lt;br /&gt;Your mood depends on how many 'friends' you've added to your account, or how many friends liked your comment and/or commented on it.  Let's get one thing straight - the number of Facebook friends you have is not directly proportionate to your popularity in the real world. In fact there's plenty of evidence to suggest it may well be the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're finding yourself getting upset that you haven't had a friend request in a few hours, or that your next door neighbour has more Facebook friends than you, it's probably time to move away from the keyboard and get some face-to-face time with your real-life friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Faking it&lt;br /&gt;You've created a separate account for your imaginery/non-existent lover. Let's break this down - if you create an account for someone, or something, that can't actually use it, you're going to be the one updating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll start innocently enough. A couple of status updates here and there 'in character'. Maybe a few wall posts. But then before you know it, you'll be having full blown conversations with yourself between your real and fake profiles. That's the first sign of madness these days, don't you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Facebook on the brain&lt;br /&gt;When you're out, you're wondering what's happening on Facebook. &lt;br /&gt;It should go without saying - when you're with your significant other, your mind should not be on Facebook. So if you're finding yourself getting a nervous tic when you've been away from Facebook for more than a few hours, it's definitely time for a break. You can rest in the knowledge that all the news, comments and photos will be there when you get home, and you'll have plenty of material from the time with your gf/bf to update your status with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Relationship Rifts&lt;br /&gt;You haven't seen your husband/wife/significant other recently. See that person you're listed as in a relationship with on Facebook? Well, they also exist away from the computer too, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook was recently found to be a factor in one in five divorces, and we're sure the figures are even higher for relationship break-ups. If you've not seen your other half in a while, you might want to make sure they aren't filing the divorce papers and packing their bags while you're busy updating your status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Toilet tales&lt;br /&gt;You've ever updated your status while sat on the loo&lt;br /&gt;There are some things that can just wait, and one of those is status updating. If you've ever found yourself coming up with something you just have to share with the world while sitting on the loo, put the phone down and wait until you're back at your computer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Vain Self portraits&lt;br /&gt;Are you guilty of posing in front of your webcam? Or have ever taken a photo of yourself in the mirror just to use as your profile picture? This is a sign of S.V.B -seriously vain behaviour, a condition contracted from extended use of Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd say the best course of treatment is to go out with your mate, take your camera and enjoy flicking through the photos afterwards. We'd wager there'll be plenty of cracking snaps to use as your profile picture, and no doubt great memories captured at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Being the first to comment on someone's status&lt;br /&gt;We're not sure where the idea came from that you got special kudos for commenting on something first, but just for the record - you don't. In fact, doing it repeatedly is more likely to get you booted off your friends' lists quicker than you can say, well, 'first'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol i love the author. FB can be a really evil tool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-3477235958792309464?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/3477235958792309464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=3477235958792309464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3477235958792309464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3477235958792309464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/04/signs-that-fb-is-killing-your.html' title='Signs that FB is killing your relationship'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-1318873170129657716</id><published>2011-04-18T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T01:16:57.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gonna sit for my last paper in about 7 hours and Im all a bundlE of nerves now. Still have a bit more to read- about 500 slides to be exact (haha) but I think my mind's all over the place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally a bad time to take my exams in my current state. I pray that I can do reasonably well for my exam tomorrow with my meagre efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omigosh.. Why do everything have to happen now. Why Why Why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-1318873170129657716?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/1318873170129657716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=1318873170129657716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1318873170129657716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1318873170129657716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/04/gonna-sit-for-my-last-paper-in-about-7.html' title=''/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-3423516161065789145</id><published>2011-04-14T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T01:24:15.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One paper down! 2 more to go- Science and Business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really stressful when Prof threw the dice to determine which exam questions we would be doing. And she did it right on the spot, so there is no way anyone can predict which questions would come out. Sian. Had to memorize my essay questions for ALL the questions and only 2 will be tested on. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am going through some shit times also. Loads of problems which I feel too lazy to write here. I hate it when shit happens during my exam period. Sigh, even my O and A levels were plagued by pretty rough patches but I SURVIVED it, so I guess I can do it again for this round of exams. go go go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-3423516161065789145?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/3423516161065789145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=3423516161065789145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3423516161065789145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3423516161065789145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-paper-down-2-more-to-go-science-and.html' title=''/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-5681785250809949007</id><published>2011-04-09T16:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T17:01:03.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh. exams next week!!! The exams this round is gonna be tough. :( Somebody motivate me to study!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-5681785250809949007?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/5681785250809949007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=5681785250809949007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/5681785250809949007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/5681785250809949007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/04/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-7147695467331908141</id><published>2011-04-03T04:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T04:40:12.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Writing a family autobiographical sketch for my Gender &amp; Family class. Feels weird to analyze my fmaily using theories and critically examining all aspects of my life thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think uni has taught me to think more deeply about issues.. Things that seems to occur "naturally" actually does comes as a product of certain circumstances and social arrangments. So when people say things are 'fated', I think it would be more accurate to say that things are arranged. Maybe fate has a part in &lt;em&gt;which &lt;/em&gt;family we are born into, but it is the humans who are respobsible for &lt;em&gt;shaping &lt;/em&gt;the family experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So am I right to say my parents moulded me into who I am today? haha..  I will be blasted for making such a conclusion. bleagh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-7147695467331908141?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/7147695467331908141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=7147695467331908141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/7147695467331908141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/7147695467331908141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/04/writing-family-autobiographical-sketch.html' title=''/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-4452472411502822452</id><published>2011-03-28T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T23:16:47.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling kinda sad today because I was thinking about some of the people who are close to me.. and how they have changed for the worst. They used to be supportive ,  non-judgmental and easy-going, but is now replaced by cynicism and crudeness. I wonder if growing up brings up the worst in us, or simply our true colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take for example, a personal opinion on a topic open to interpretation. I understand that everyone is entitled to their own opinions and thoughts, but the way they bring across their views really shows you if this person have thought through his or her words carefully before voicing them. It is saddening that some people have some sort of word-vomit where they just blabber without thinking of the consequences those words have on the people around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people whom I thought I can rely on... well, I think I am better off relying on myself.  Ever since the dark days in my late teens, I find it hard to trust people. Somehow or another, I am wary of other's actions and being (overly) distrustful but hey, thats how we survive in this world isn't it? At the end of the day, I'll just be happier trusting in me and being the best for myself. And people wonder why I like to talk and sleep with my stuffed toys.I seriously think the best girlfriend/boyfriend in the world is an improved X99999 milllion version of myself. Haha..I should totally check my mental health for schrizophrenia now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unreciprocated (and imagined?)feelings of affinity is a darn sad situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can say this is an emo/depressing post but I think it reflects whats going on in my head, so its more of a reality jolt rather than an emo post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, can't wait for exams to be over so that I can get ready to see the other side of the world! Planning quite a few activities for myself for this year hur hur hur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-4452472411502822452?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/4452472411502822452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=4452472411502822452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/4452472411502822452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/4452472411502822452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/03/feeling-kinda-sad-today-because-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-6646810618354203119</id><published>2011-03-21T01:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T01:49:51.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh.. can't post any pics of the shoot with sherhan due to unsatisfactory picture quality. lolz... but it was still a fun day! Ended off with steak at Ashtons.. which left me with mild food poisoning the next day.. haha.. And the doctor says I need to exercise more to keep my blood pressure up since it has been on the low side. Sigh. Time to grab my smelly running shoes and run a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally did something about my Europe trip today.. Booked tix and stuff.. and I think this trip is gonna cost a freakin bomb. A flight tix between states, or across neighbouring country is on average S$200. And I am travelling to quite a few states and countries.. Lodgings, transport.. its a big headache. I would SOO love to have those travel agencies plan for me. I seriously don't get how people can get the trill out of those F&amp;E trips to a country they have never been before. It is a pain in the ass to find a decent airline that flies there, then you need to compare cost, availability, and whether the airline flies direct or stops over at some airport where you need to bunk in for 10 hours. And thats just for A FLIGHT TICKET TO YOUR DESTINATION. Airport transfer, hotel lodgings, transport for getting around, food, attractions.. Oh.My.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My spring onions grew well! :D Took to planting after gigi passed away.. and it was quite therapeutic I must say. To see them grow day after day.. made me feel pretty happy. HAHA.. and best of all.. I get to snip them off and throw them into my soup when they are long enough.. haha.. now onto my 2nd batch of spring onions :D Trying to get my chilli padi to grow but those darn seeds have been staying sad and shrivelled up in the soil for a week already. Pfff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am so proud of myself today.. Cuz I got my make up done in 15 mins!! Lol.. I know its sounds normal, but on a daily basis, I need 15 mins to finish putting moisturizer, foundation, blusher, and lipbalm/gloss. Today, I managed to add in eyeshadow and mascara in, within the 15 mins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cam-whoring pictures of myself.. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NThsNvCtvzk/TYY9814YlhI/AAAAAAAAAbM/c7dPpdcDHjI/s1600/20032011052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NThsNvCtvzk/TYY9814YlhI/AAAAAAAAAbM/c7dPpdcDHjI/s320/20032011052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586220503264695826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8951lbXGL1E/TYY98l48-DI/AAAAAAAAAbE/8fMFRzeDsxo/s1600/20032011050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8951lbXGL1E/TYY98l48-DI/AAAAAAAAAbE/8fMFRzeDsxo/s320/20032011050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586220498972112946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy said I looked like a Japanese doll.. lol. Im glad to hear that for once, I dun look Cheena.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-6646810618354203119?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/6646810618354203119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=6646810618354203119&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/6646810618354203119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/6646810618354203119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/03/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NThsNvCtvzk/TYY9814YlhI/AAAAAAAAAbM/c7dPpdcDHjI/s72-c/20032011052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-7501228078884170614</id><published>2011-03-14T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T21:54:38.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In case you noticed, I have changed my boyfriend from Bill Kaulitz to Kim Junsu. HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love Bill.. but its time for a new face LOL. I am such a bitch. Junsu is so cute, isn't he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for this wednesday's photo shoot with sherhan!! If the pictures are unidentifiable, then i will put them up in my next post. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we come, white foundation and no-eyebrows! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-7501228078884170614?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/7501228078884170614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=7501228078884170614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/7501228078884170614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/7501228078884170614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-case-you-noticed-i-have-changed-my.html' title=''/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-6504806719463928772</id><published>2011-03-10T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T16:54:32.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 10. Blasted.</title><content type='html'>I WANT MY XIAO LONG BAOS. Week 10 in school is horrible.. having to go back to school everyday for  meeting is no fun. And it is so hard to study when the people around are making the environment so unconducive. Guys bitching at the top of their voices (a SMU phenomeneon), couples gg lovey-dovey beside me and giggling at &lt;em&gt;financial graphs&lt;/em&gt;.. Cough cough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was fun though. Celebrated RX's bday at JB. We had crabs and other seafood, and played games using mantou(s). We had a total of 48 mantous, a plate of bittergoud with eggs, salted prawns with eggs, and a plate of plain rice as the 'punishment' for the loser in the game. RX's stomach was so bloated, he looked like he is about to float up to the sky like the Aunty dunno-what in Harry Potter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for this week to be overrrrr..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-6504806719463928772?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/6504806719463928772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=6504806719463928772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/6504806719463928772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/6504806719463928772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/03/week-10-blasted.html' title='Week 10. Blasted.'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-5586787823383823594</id><published>2011-02-22T19:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T19:51:14.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to Gigi ( 2 years 4 months)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yTlJMFJe7K4/TWOhzyv1jyI/AAAAAAAAAaU/oWSePIXX6cM/s1600/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yTlJMFJe7K4/TWOhzyv1jyI/AAAAAAAAAaU/oWSePIXX6cM/s320/Image032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576478674782621474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8dYK-js-o0/TWOhzoN7KfI/AAAAAAAAAaM/dD-v9cogJ3I/s1600/Gigi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8dYK-js-o0/TWOhzoN7KfI/AAAAAAAAAaM/dD-v9cogJ3I/s320/Gigi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576478671956027890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZcEAG1bz01Y/TWOhzWhDPJI/AAAAAAAAAaE/q0uHMuAcguc/s1600/Fat%2Bass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZcEAG1bz01Y/TWOhzWhDPJI/AAAAAAAAAaE/q0uHMuAcguc/s320/Fat%2Bass.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576478667204410514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w0xjRWHydfU/TWOhzFII6sI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/Cxr3QNeRlbo/s1600/Fat%2Bgigi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w0xjRWHydfU/TWOhzFII6sI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/Cxr3QNeRlbo/s320/Fat%2Bgigi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576478662536522434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gigi passed away last night around 1am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was clearing her cage as usual, when i saw her lying in a corner breathing very heavily. So I thought its time to change her bedding, but then she stumbled out of the corner, and ran out of the cage into the toilet roll outside. I tapped her toilet roll and call her name, then she came out and lay down in a corner of the box.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she started tumbling , and each tim she tried to get up, she stumbled and stumbled. Again, again. And again. And I knew then, that she wasn't going to make it through the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I picked her up in my palm and held her against my chest. I can feel her laboured breathing ( I finally understood what books mean when they say &lt;em&gt;laboured&lt;/em&gt; breathing), and for the first time in her life, she didn't struggle or squirm in my palm. She just lay there, curled up while I stroked her fur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She kicked a little a few times, very weak and feeble attempts to get up, but she still tumbled everytime. Nick was beside me, and then I saw her taking very, very deep breaths. Her mouth was gaping like a fish out of water, and I turned to Nick and asked him to see what is happening. I only turned my head for a second, 2 seconds at most, and then she just stopped breathing altogther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes widened and I just stared at my hamster in my palm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried the whole night. She was such company to me and she had a lot of will to live. Even a few hours before she passed away, she was eagerly getting sunflower seeds from me and running about on my palm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are having a lot of fun in hamster heaven, Gigi. At least you no longer have to care about your diabetes or cataract, and you can eat all the sunflower seeds in the world. I wised I could have fed you your favourite grapes before you left. Im going to miss you a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9OT7c0FQq4c/TWOi8TXpDWI/AAAAAAAAAa0/W4Yybk24nMw/s1600/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9OT7c0FQq4c/TWOi8TXpDWI/AAAAAAAAAa0/W4Yybk24nMw/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576479920490089826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UBww3ko67Kk/TWOi8E8rVQI/AAAAAAAAAas/c58sUBz-Qlg/s1600/Image102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UBww3ko67Kk/TWOi8E8rVQI/AAAAAAAAAas/c58sUBz-Qlg/s320/Image102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576479916618896642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SoYISL_SJsc/TWOi77IGLTI/AAAAAAAAAak/Q0bdCf9XSTc/s1600/Wats%2Bup%2Bdere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SoYISL_SJsc/TWOi77IGLTI/AAAAAAAAAak/Q0bdCf9XSTc/s320/Wats%2Bup%2Bdere.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576479913982438706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Dbdh1GIncs/TWOi7lHtbSI/AAAAAAAAAac/b62Bl8-ifuo/s1600/Ooh%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Dbdh1GIncs/TWOi7lHtbSI/AAAAAAAAAac/b62Bl8-ifuo/s320/Ooh%2521.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576479908075236642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-5586787823383823594?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/5586787823383823594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=5586787823383823594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/5586787823383823594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/5586787823383823594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/02/tribute-to-gigi-2-years-4-months.html' title='Tribute to Gigi ( 2 years 4 months)'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yTlJMFJe7K4/TWOhzyv1jyI/AAAAAAAAAaU/oWSePIXX6cM/s72-c/Image032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-9112619168172232987</id><published>2011-01-27T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T01:00:28.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some people pisses me off.</title><content type='html'>I met really weird people in school this semester. There's this guy in my group who is just.. social-phobia/lack social interaction/plain dumb. There are 5 of us in the group, and I am the only one from the Sch of Social Sciences. I dunno where the rest come from. Never mind, cuz i can get along quite OK with one of the girls. I don't know the other 3 members, so during break time, he was standing next to me while waiting for the rest to collect their food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stood side by side in silence for about 10 seconds, staring straight ahead. And I thought it was pretty stupid, cuz he's gonna be my groupmate, so might as well get to know him rather than stand there in silence, which was becoming increasingly uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: So, what's your name? ( Smiles) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: XXXXX. ( Stares ahead at the millions of air molecules in front of him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ( Waits a few seconds for him to introduce himself more, or simply, ask back what is my name which is standard protocol, but apparently nothing happens.) Oh.. ok, so... are you in the same school of XXX as the rest of the group?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Yeah. ( stares ahead, maybe the air molecules were doing fascinating stuff like dancing cha-cha in front of his eyes or something)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a strange person. sian, this type of groupmate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-9112619168172232987?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/9112619168172232987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=9112619168172232987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/9112619168172232987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/9112619168172232987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/01/some-people-pisses-me-off.html' title='Some people pisses me off.'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-3379431409003936652</id><published>2011-01-23T02:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T03:16:56.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me :)</title><content type='html'>And so, my birthday celebrations are officially over.SObs. 22 year old DUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rx was a sweetie, he planned my birthday outing :D We went to Upper east coast road for dinner at Werner's Oven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TTx73Mh4pcI/AAAAAAAAAZI/Kv-IRqf7mjc/s1600/16012011019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TTx73Mh4pcI/AAAAAAAAAZI/Kv-IRqf7mjc/s320/16012011019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565459427709461954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a German restaurant and like 75% of their stuff was pork. Pork sausages, pork knuckles, pork chops.. my hair smelt like pork when we left the restuarant -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered the cripsy Pork Knuckles! Came with German (sour)cabbage and mashed potatoes that tasted... German. Lol.. The pork Knuckle was HUGE. I can't believe the waiter told me ONE person could finish it -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;German Beer.. not bad. Not too heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TTx73-Zeq1I/AAAAAAAAAZY/FXqJrtSM3zI/s1600/16012011017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TTx73-Zeq1I/AAAAAAAAAZY/FXqJrtSM3zI/s320/16012011017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565459441095977810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TTx73at-7UI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/NU_iK26GZpQ/s1600/16012011015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TTx73at-7UI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/NU_iK26GZpQ/s320/16012011015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565459431518301506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a cab to East Coast Park for a walk after dinner.. and I had a cute ice-cream cake ( Rx version) LOL. See my 'candles' made out of Fries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TTx8urGA--I/AAAAAAAAAZo/5qG9eIKLOmw/s1600/16012011025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TTx8urGA--I/AAAAAAAAAZo/5qG9eIKLOmw/s320/16012011025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565460380806872034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some soccer games that took place on my birthday.. Interestingly enough, all 4 games resulted in a draw that night. hee hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TTx8ufn2MxI/AAAAAAAAAZg/U3DNgu8308w/s1600/16012011021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TTx8ufn2MxI/AAAAAAAAAZg/U3DNgu8308w/s320/16012011021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565460377727546130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lovely birthday (^_^) Simple and comes from the heart. Thanks for making it a memorable night baby!! muacks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for my celebration with the girls! Manhattan Fish Market serves pretty good prawns, but lousy calamari. lol.. Thanks for the birthday present girls! And to Mel for being the photographer for the night! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TTx8vKzxojI/AAAAAAAAAZw/s-U4ALgm9bc/s1600/23012011036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TTx8vKzxojI/AAAAAAAAAZw/s-U4ALgm9bc/s320/23012011036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565460389320303154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Marina Square with mummy after school on friday.. We had to use up the John Little vouchers that were expiring soon. She took soooo loooog to choose her shoes, and when she finally did, the salesgirl said they didn't have her size -.-. Well, at least they were having some of the shoes displayed at the atrium, and after ransacking the whole pile of shoe boxes, we found her size. 18 hours straight of wearing my contacts.. wanna die ar. My legs were so darn tired, I had to apply counterpain cream and rub them cuz the bone ( not muscles!)  was dead stiff. :( I am becoming an old lady.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-3379431409003936652?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/3379431409003936652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=3379431409003936652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3379431409003936652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3379431409003936652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me :)'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TTx73Mh4pcI/AAAAAAAAAZI/Kv-IRqf7mjc/s72-c/16012011019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-8904194200842209319</id><published>2011-01-05T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T22:14:24.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>backkk from malacca and back to sch!</title><content type='html'>Malacca F- up my immune system. Again. Still having some lingering cough and stuff.. I hate being sick :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to somerset and Ion with Rx to get his new year clothes.. Everything is so EXPENSIVE!!! we walked into many shops like Gap, Calvin Klein, Topman and Uniqlo, and for one simple shirt it can get as ex as $69.90 -.- plus the material is like, off some factory in China. Thin, and the fashion isn't exactly top-notch. Sigh. If only he is a girl, we can shop for more and at cheaper prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wore green contacts that day! when I first popped them in my right eye, I started laughing hysterically cuz i looked like Gollum from Lord of the Rings. When I had them both in, i looked like the Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side, the lenses made my eyes look ALIVE. It's as though my eyes had a life of their own.. and strangely enough, the lenses made it look as though i am smiling ALL the time, even when i am not. hahahahaha so fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the down side, its really drying. not for wear for extended periods of time. and it made my eyes look so huge, its freaky. You know, like those people that kena possessed then their pupils look extra large? THAT kind of freaky. hahaha but it was fun anyway. Can't wait to try on the Grey and Hazel ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's even White-out contacts. So, a person wearing them will look as though she has no pupils. Cool eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-8904194200842209319?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/8904194200842209319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=8904194200842209319&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/8904194200842209319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/8904194200842209319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2011/01/backkk-from-malacca-and-back-to-sch.html' title='backkk from malacca and back to sch!'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-5907416560578900130</id><published>2010-12-29T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T18:14:43.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas present</title><content type='html'>wowow..finally ended my exams and waiting for daphne to come back from msia so that can see her again. had a wild party on xmas eve at aikleng's house HOHO..our madness mahjong eating session where the loser (DIAN PAO) would have to eat 1 cup noodles. tianlu led the way with 3 cup noodles gobbled down. he really couldn't take it anymore hahaha. halfway thru not enough cup noodles liao so we switched to shots of absolute vodka and seaweed snacks. wah piang i drink 5 shots straight with some coke to mix in my head immediately fell backwards sia lol..so hardcore -.-&lt;br /&gt;blablabla daphne is back from malaysia..but with fever..kinda suay she gets sick everytime hahah..but this time i'm joining her even though i nvr go -.- carrying scratchy while doing house cleaning is not the brightest thing to do sia..one broken glass and the stupid cat got so scared that i got scratched and bitten. now right little toe is swollen and i looked like i'm from L4D sia..down with fever too subsequently after the scratches and stuff. VENOMOUS CAT. &lt;br /&gt;anyway had fun this holiday while watching korean variety show RUNNING MAN! FYI u can download 'funshion' and start downloading the korean shows from there, with subs of cuz..so goddamn funny la..favourite korean girl : SONG JI-HYO, so pretty haha..she got the special X factor on her face..dam funny hahahah..see ya, go rest liao again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-5907416560578900130?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/5907416560578900130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=5907416560578900130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/5907416560578900130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/5907416560578900130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-present.html' title='christmas present'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-8790743333247462342</id><published>2010-12-17T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T00:45:10.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im a sleepy pig</title><content type='html'>I have been sleeping for about 15 hours a day... hehehehehe. It feeels great just waking up and not having anything to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A typical December day :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1pm: Wake up and eat&lt;br /&gt;3pm+ : Nap&lt;br /&gt;6pm: Wake up look for snacks, laze around till dinner&lt;br /&gt;8.30pm: Dinner&lt;br /&gt;10pm- 3am +: Play monopoly with Rx or nick, slack.&lt;br /&gt;3am: Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, i know, just like how a PIG lives its life. Oink. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to JB with hanney a few days back..and im proud to say, we spent within our limits! It helped that we only had a limited amount of Ringgit after converting our money hahaha. I love our dinner-- Ramen at 30%. After conversion, its about $5-6 per person wahahahahahahahaha I soooo don't mind contributing to our neighbour's GDP. Shopping was great too! The nail polish from Elianto is pretty :DD Hanney shall be wearing the Shiny Green colour ( aka Elf warrior colour)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the outing with my girls :) And the pedicure + Mani. My toe nails are dying. They look super dehydrated and off-colour. Ergh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having koko krunch now. Im gonna fatten myself up in time for Christmas. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-8790743333247462342?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/8790743333247462342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=8790743333247462342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/8790743333247462342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/8790743333247462342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-sleepy-pig.html' title='im a sleepy pig'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-2262660945715876001</id><published>2010-12-06T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T01:41:24.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being an Usher SUCKS.</title><content type='html'>My exams are FINALLY OVERRRRR. Jiayou ah bao! You have the whole of December to study for your exams lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked with my cousin for a 2 day event at Marina Bay Sands Convention centre.. as ushers. And it freaking FREAKING SUCKS. We were treated worse than house elfs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reporting time: 630am. Wtf right? Luckily cab fare is claimable. But its still freaking ridiculous to report at Marina Bay at 630am, and to stand at the ballroom ushering people in for breakfast till 8am+. Its really stupid, this logistics company that hired us, because all the ushers were standing like, 2m apart only. Unless those people are idiots and couldn't tell that there is only ONE way in to the ballroom ( there is only 1 escalator to the ballroom anyway), I really don't see the point of making so many of us stand in one straight row ushering grown adults in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did the logistics company scold and treated us less than humans, the company that was holding the event at the convention centre was pure SHIT. No wonder their computers are so fugly. No link, but i really really hated those bitches I had the misfortune of working with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugrgh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I had the chance to see the interior of Marina Bay Sands convention centre, the hotel and shopping mall, etc. Its quite pretty in the morning, those the ugly humans spoiled it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i gonna do this short holiday.... hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-2262660945715876001?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/2262660945715876001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=2262660945715876001&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/2262660945715876001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/2262660945715876001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/12/being-usher-sucks.html' title='Being an Usher SUCKS.'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-1180894628835484510</id><published>2010-11-15T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T21:01:31.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamsters</title><content type='html'>I feel so sad for Gigi. Brought her to the vet today cuz her eye is red and bloody.. It looks as though her eye's blood vessels burst or something. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appears that she is developing glaucoma in her eye, and the increaed pressure placed on her eyeball is causing her eye to start bulging out.. Sobs. Gotta put antibiotic eyedrops for her to see if it helps reduce the swelling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Toys R Us with Nick and mum yesterday and bought a toy.. supposed to be for Gigi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TOEusrDyEgI/AAAAAAAAAYo/D3jjmWXPMTo/s1600/Image285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TOEusrDyEgI/AAAAAAAAAYo/D3jjmWXPMTo/s320/Image285.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539760361650131458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its called G-Max :) And it repeats whatever you say, in a cute hamster-sy voice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gigi turns 2 years old by the end of this month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TOEur1OXCuI/AAAAAAAAAYg/SI0A_8T1dYM/s1600/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TOEur1OXCuI/AAAAAAAAAYg/SI0A_8T1dYM/s320/Image027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539760347198982882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-1180894628835484510?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/1180894628835484510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=1180894628835484510&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1180894628835484510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1180894628835484510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/11/hamsters.html' title='Hamsters'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TOEusrDyEgI/AAAAAAAAAYo/D3jjmWXPMTo/s72-c/Image285.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-1693416714766213548</id><published>2010-11-07T21:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T22:54:45.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F- Up</title><content type='html'>Welcome to another episode on my crazy father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He is the world's greatest hoarder. As you guys know, my house is nothing short of a warehouse with all the clutters and boxes stewn everywhere. I have an inordinate number of appliances in my house: 5 phones in the house, 7 fans,1 desktop and about 8 laptops in a 5-room flat with 4 occupants. My dad alone owns about 5 or 6laptops which he alternates ( for fuck? I dunno) and 2 handphones that he use IN A DAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of the rooms in the house has a fan, and I even have a spare fan in my storeroom, but that crazy person bought another one more, because he said it is cheap. So I have 8 fans now in the house ( 2 are spare fans lying around) when every room is already air-conditioned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a huge-ass flatscreen TV in the living room together with a DVD player, but he bought another DVD player on friday, saying that its cheap. The next day ( Sat), he bought yet another DVD player because he say its on sale. So, together with the other DVD player in my parent's room, I have a grand total of 4 DVD players, when I only have 2 flatscreens at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He was watching TV, and i was going to cook instant mee. I asked him if he want maggi mee, if he eat dinner already, then he say "don't need, i ate already." Then, my brother smsed me and asked if need to buy anything for that crazy man since my bro is on his way home. I said, no need, he ate already. After a while, my brother called home, my dad picked up and hollered into the phone, "When are you going to buy me my dinner?" me, standing nearby, said, ' but you say you ate already, why are you asking nick to buy dinner?'. AND HE SAID, ' I WHERE GOT SAY THAT. YOU ANYHOW SAY. YOU ANYHOW IMAGINE THINGS, SINCE WHEN I SAY I EAT DINNER?' ( in a super loud, accusing tone ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ( And this one really irks me) My bro and I are watching harry potter in my parent's room because that crazy man was watching his TV show ( that stupid taiwanese drama- Ai) on the big-ass tv in the living room. In the middle of an exciting part of harry potter, he came into the room and say his show ended already,and he want us to go outside to continue watching our harry potter. I say, ' ok, wait until the adertisment break then we go outside'. that crazy fool got very angry then say " WHAT KIND OF STUPID REASONING IS THAT? ASK YOU GO OUT NOW TO WATCH, WHY MUST WAIT UNTIL ADVERTISEMENT BREAK."   And then later on during Part 2 of Harry potter &amp; the order of the phonenix on Ch 5 ( now in the living room), he say, " I want to watch my show, you all go inside the room to watch." As usual, he did this when we were right smack in the middle of the exciting part. He cannot wait for the advertisement break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-1693416714766213548?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/1693416714766213548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=1693416714766213548&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1693416714766213548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1693416714766213548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/11/f-up.html' title='F- Up'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-3616130973977934456</id><published>2010-11-01T00:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T00:47:14.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuffed pigs.</title><content type='html'>Yay I had something fun this week. Eating buffet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy got a voucher for a complimentary dinner for 2 at a range of hotels.. and I chose The Buffet @ M Hotel :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TM2cjqvjh9I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Pgz4WvO3IIo/s1600/Image275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TM2cjqvjh9I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Pgz4WvO3IIo/s320/Image275.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534251653691312082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, RX and my bro went for the steamboat dinner and we gorged ourselves silly. Sat there for almost 3 hours ( we watched the world go by, literally, as 4 or 5 families who came after us left 1 by 1) eating and eating and eating and eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RX and my lil' bro eat not plates, but a &lt;em&gt;tray&lt;/em&gt;-full worth of chilli crabs. And lots of drunken prawns. I attacked the scallops and other shellfish hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert was YUMMY!!! the durian puree was super good. It tasted like durian ice-cream, except that its 100% durian, no milk or cream or anything. Pure durian made into a chilled puree.. *salivates*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slept on the way back in the train, and you should have seen our stomachs. RX looked like he was 5 months pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh. Back to work :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-3616130973977934456?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/3616130973977934456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=3616130973977934456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3616130973977934456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3616130973977934456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/11/stuffed-pigs.html' title='Stuffed pigs.'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TM2cjqvjh9I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Pgz4WvO3IIo/s72-c/Image275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-3686351093076105789</id><published>2010-10-20T04:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T04:45:13.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Natural drugs</title><content type='html'>A cheap ( its free!) way to get high is to not sleep, and let your body or heart whatever hyperventilate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That out-of-breath, light-headed feeling and rapid pulses feel as though I have downed gallons of vodka to a lessser extent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder it's becoming an addiction. Oh dear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama says im going to have breast cancer soon, and i am going to be a fat girl if i stay up late nights :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 5am. I should go sleep &gt;.&lt; sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-3686351093076105789?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/3686351093076105789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=3686351093076105789&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3686351093076105789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3686351093076105789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/10/natural-drugs.html' title='Natural drugs'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-6487574106178723140</id><published>2010-10-19T00:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T00:29:31.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peeves</title><content type='html'>Rx's friend called me dolphin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its has been ages since pple called me that name. The last time I was called dolphin was in Primary 2, cuz the cheena teacher cannot pronounce my name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rememebr my friends calling me weird things, like daphine, jasmine, daisy, daphany,daphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im ok with daffy, cuz its my nickname, but i get pet peeves with people mispronouncing my name as DA-PHA-NY. zzz. Dolphin is bad too. I don't see myself as some aquatic creature who jumps through hula hoops, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this post is about stuff that piss me offfff, the biggest thing that pissed me off is my dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you girls should now, my dad is one big,fat weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night after school, I wanted to watch TV. For those of you who know me, you know I almost NEVER watch TV. But, my dad, who was watching the Tv program just before the show i want to watch, switched off the TV and told me not to watch, because the TV is overheated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO??!!!! HE HAS BEEN WATCHING TV SINCE 7PM+, AND THE TV NEVER OVERHEAT UNTIL NOW AH? JUST BEFORE MY SHOW? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BETTER STILL, THAT OLD FAG WATCHED TV EVERYDAY OF THE WEEK, ABOUT 3-5 HOURS EACH BLOODY DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what, when i told that to him, he got angry and say, "you see all the burnt marks on the tv? that's from over-watching!So you shouldnt watch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently on my plasma tv, there are some 'burnt marks', which obviously is caused by his excessive watching but he says its because of me watching tv. ha ha ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLD FAG: 30 HOURS+ A WEEK ON TV.&lt;br /&gt;ME: LESS THAN 3 HOURS A WEEK ON TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he went to bed after switching off the tv. after 10 mins, he woke up, walked to the living room and checked that I didn;t on the tv. I was feeding gigi, and then he say, " you feed her for what? you got skin disease still feed her?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Now i have skin disease. Since when was I diagnosed with skin disease?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retarded old fag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-6487574106178723140?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/6487574106178723140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=6487574106178723140&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/6487574106178723140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/6487574106178723140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/10/peeves.html' title='Peeves'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-3773292419611945020</id><published>2010-10-07T04:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T04:49:51.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart. attack.</title><content type='html'>I think I will die early. Heck, i am &lt;em&gt;sure&lt;/em&gt; I will die early. I can feel my heart palpitating and having really fast, irregular pumps. Could be because I sleep at 5am everyday now during term break. Sleeping at this F**&amp;ing hour can seriously make a person very, very depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha I should treat this as some sort of sick experiment. The effects of late night on health; Physical and mental. Great for my term paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Siglap to interview some Australians for my Cross cultural management class. Their accent was pretty thick sia. And one of them was a Spanish-Australian! So cool.. plus he is a coffee artisan, so me and the girls had coffee specially prepared by him. He does really cool designs on the coffee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TKzfKssjXgI/AAAAAAAAAYA/eV6wW28twPs/s1600/coffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TKzfKssjXgI/AAAAAAAAAYA/eV6wW28twPs/s320/coffee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525036217766469122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It basically looks something like above. Pic taken from fotobank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling so lonely. Not lonely in the sense that I have no one to hang out with, but because I have no one to &lt;em&gt;connect&lt;/em&gt; with. Just someone to listen and share some thoughts, some similarities together. Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been dreaming a lot lately. And 80% of all my dreams, SINCE YOUNG, have been about oceans, seas, of some natural disaster. And I usually feel poignant when i wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TKzgjaeT0KI/AAAAAAAAAYI/i3l6pFl79-8/s1600/sea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TKzgjaeT0KI/AAAAAAAAAYI/i3l6pFl79-8/s320/sea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525037741883248802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture from capespirit.com. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams, the scene is somewhat like that above, but with a more chaotic environment. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Can someone teach me how to fall asleep at night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-3773292419611945020?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/3773292419611945020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=3773292419611945020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3773292419611945020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3773292419611945020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/10/heart-attack.html' title='heart. attack.'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TKzfKssjXgI/AAAAAAAAAYA/eV6wW28twPs/s72-c/coffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-5268438761334727090</id><published>2010-09-27T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T01:40:50.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hang in there dafffyyy....</title><content type='html'>1 more week to go before term break!!! I can't wait. Sleeping at 6am, 7am, 8am, 9am.. before going off to school at 1pm is no joke. It seriously makes you CRY, because you want to sleep, but you cannot because your grades depend your determinism to stay awake and finish reading the bloody text. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned how &lt;em&gt;fun&lt;/em&gt; it can be, sitting at your desk and doing work through the night? Its cold and windy, and from my window I can see the expressway and an open field.. and then at 530am, I will hear the sounds of the 1st bus. at 645am, you can see the sky start to lighten, and by 715am the sun is up and saying hi to you, and your sad, sad laptop that has worked OT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.... Ethics exam tmr. Much as it's open-book, God knows what kind of question can come out.. :S Sigh. I want my holidays to come quick quick..... zzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I got an obsession with hot chocolate. Keeps me awake. Coffee doesn't help... coffee can only keep me mentally awake, but physically I still feel like shit. And i hate that kind of feeling where the body is screaming for rest, but the mind refuses to take a break. COnflicting interests of 1 body. &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TJ-FEppcItI/AAAAAAAAAXo/P1KX-rnPAMw/s1600/hot+chocolate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TJ-FEppcItI/AAAAAAAAAXo/P1KX-rnPAMw/s320/hot+chocolate.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521277983125152466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at this cup brings back happy memories of Universal Studios. Also reminds me of the slaves in Egypt. SO i should count myself lucky for being able to study for exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TJ-FFFD6kzI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0raTCn_8Qbg/s1600/scrathcy+shiok.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TJ-FFFD6kzI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0raTCn_8Qbg/s320/scrathcy+shiok.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521277990483956530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TJ-FE19XV5I/AAAAAAAAAXw/7_LfdCCwdJE/s1600/scrathcy+fly!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TJ-FE19XV5I/AAAAAAAAAXw/7_LfdCCwdJE/s320/scrathcy+fly!.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521277986429949842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrathy is getting naughty...Cutting off his balls seems to have no effect whatsoever. I feel so cheated, for my money and for his lost-manhood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-5268438761334727090?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/5268438761334727090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=5268438761334727090&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/5268438761334727090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/5268438761334727090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/09/hang-in-there-dafffyyy.html' title='Hang in there dafffyyy....'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TJ-FEppcItI/AAAAAAAAAXo/P1KX-rnPAMw/s72-c/hot+chocolate.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-2164535083362644137</id><published>2010-09-17T17:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T17:54:01.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blur.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, when there is so much work to be done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just do the stupiest things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like 2 nights ago, when i wanted to remove my eye make-up. I poured a liberal amount of the liquid on the cotton pad and slapped it on my eye....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And screamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I poured Nail Varnish Remover on the cotton pad instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-2164535083362644137?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/2164535083362644137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=2164535083362644137&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/2164535083362644137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/2164535083362644137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/09/blur.html' title='Blur.'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-1956282523000123750</id><published>2010-09-05T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T01:15:40.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrible...</title><content type='html'>Year 3 is so damn stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, I will only start to feel olympic-standard of kan cheong-ness in week 7. Now, its only week 3 and Im starting to feel sooo strained. All the classes i attend have so much readings, I think im going bonkers. Doesnt help that all those academic journals and articles use such chim language that is only fit for orang utans with IQ 300000000. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I agree with hanney the weather fucking sucks. Its is dehydrating my skin, and I look like a dried up prune that went for even more sun-tanning. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stressed over group presentations now. I can't stand irresponsible group members. And people who give me lame excuses. I know school work isn't everything, but at &lt;em&gt;least&lt;/em&gt; it has to have SOME SORT OF PRIORITY over other stuff. Since year 1, I occasionally encounter group mates who spend so much time doing their personal/outside stuff, that it really irks me. So much for a nice-looking resume that shows you participate in God-knows what stuff, apart from being able to study. Its so unfair to other group members, some whom i see slogging their brains out. talking about this makes my blood boil, and my skin break out. GRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED SOMETHING TO MAKE ME FEEL MORE ALIVE... AHHHH....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-1956282523000123750?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/1956282523000123750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=1956282523000123750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1956282523000123750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1956282523000123750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/09/horrible.html' title='Horrible...'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-467983911220627430</id><published>2010-08-22T02:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T02:50:21.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/THAfdp07nKI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8QeXUMjyI7Y/s1600/19082010151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/THAfdp07nKI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8QeXUMjyI7Y/s320/19082010151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507936938578648226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;OUR DINNER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i was FORCED to write the blog entry hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;anyway had a great dinner on thursday + great movie (EXPENDABLES)&lt;br /&gt;daphne the big shot got me to go buy all the ingredients all by myself and i spent a grand total of $80.32 at cold storage which could have earned 5 stamps at shop and save -.-&lt;br /&gt;so i toiled my ass at cold storage finding the stuff to cook dinner and TADA~~ after a gruelllllllllllllllllldam-itlllllllllllllllling few hours i finally managed to find the items,LUG them home, prepare them into cookable conditions and start cooking..of cuz i went the extra mile and recorded down most of the process on my handphone HAHAHAHA..what a creep -.-&lt;br /&gt;well after that the big shot comes back and help me along with the cooking(of cuz!) and we finally manage to settle down to eat our food. the monster ate a BIG BIG bowl and wow..she ate more than me and faster than me now..hehe=) i trained her well..&lt;br /&gt;ok no more blogging..byebye -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-467983911220627430?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/467983911220627430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=467983911220627430&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/467983911220627430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/467983911220627430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-day.html' title='what a day!'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/THAfdp07nKI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8QeXUMjyI7Y/s72-c/19082010151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-2361660115826022549</id><published>2010-08-13T23:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T00:47:10.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I L.O.V.E August Part 3</title><content type='html'>And as the weekends crawls... it means I'll need to be getting back to school very soon &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some last minute shopping and haircut at JB with Rx and Bro! We contributed to Malaysia's GDP sia.. a grand total of 500+ Ringgit in a day. We shopped till the shops closed and the escalators stopped operating before taking the bus back to woodlands zzzz. RX and Nick ganged up against me.. by taking away my money.. sobs.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my textbooks before school starts. One of my course is called Sociology of Food, and the textbook is actually a story book! looks interesting, and the cover is Rx's buddy- Mr. French Fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGV241Mn8mI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/je9etiTIay0/s1600/fast+food+nation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGV241Mn8mI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/je9etiTIay0/s320/fast+food+nation.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504936838255080034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch earlier on with RX and his mistress lol.. Psst: unknown fact!They shared a bed together and *gasp!* his mistress is always the one on top! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky Dining at Chef Daniel's Kitchen :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVxi5e4NkI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/OvauyNdL--w/s1600/DSCF7106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVxi5e4NkI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/OvauyNdL--w/s320/DSCF7106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504930963890124354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice at airy at the top of Iluma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVxjaEoqQI/AAAAAAAAAWY/SxCXzv3yt_I/s1600/DSCF7099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVxjaEoqQI/AAAAAAAAAWY/SxCXzv3yt_I/s320/DSCF7099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504930972638423298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rx's mistress... heh heh heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVxkL8F44I/AAAAAAAAAWg/i_4GPYhKQLw/s1600/DSCF7100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVxkL8F44I/AAAAAAAAAWg/i_4GPYhKQLw/s320/DSCF7100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504930986024362882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our matching Captain America shirts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVwJmURd7I/AAAAAAAAAWI/3a8IrQ-HVA8/s1600/DSCF7101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVwJmURd7I/AAAAAAAAAWI/3a8IrQ-HVA8/s320/DSCF7101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504929429737011122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVwJC16A9I/AAAAAAAAAWA/4YO6BINudb4/s1600/DSCF7102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVwJC16A9I/AAAAAAAAAWA/4YO6BINudb4/s320/DSCF7102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504929420214404050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVwIJju4aI/AAAAAAAAAV4/u4cAPDuW55M/s1600/DSCF7104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVwIJju4aI/AAAAAAAAAV4/u4cAPDuW55M/s320/DSCF7104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504929404837355938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVwHBcFaFI/AAAAAAAAAVo/8qe8KHe7TqM/s1600/DSCF7109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVwHBcFaFI/AAAAAAAAAVo/8qe8KHe7TqM/s320/DSCF7109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504929385477924946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a set lunch, $10.50 nett is pretty resonable. but the portion's small, so the 2 guys &lt;em&gt;each&lt;/em&gt; had a bowl of ramen 2 hours later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tian Po is having80% off!! hehe.. and RX is so sweet! He surprised me with this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVuJzyWwiI/AAAAAAAAAVY/21eTBFLADLM/s1600/tian+po.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVuJzyWwiI/AAAAAAAAAVY/21eTBFLADLM/s320/tian+po.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504927234329592354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVuKIsy3gI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Hs_W_Bj1wgQ/s1600/tian+po_open.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVuKIsy3gI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Hs_W_Bj1wgQ/s320/tian+po_open.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504927239943413250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks baobao!! muacks (^_^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-2361660115826022549?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/2361660115826022549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=2361660115826022549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/2361660115826022549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/2361660115826022549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-love-august-part-3.html' title='I L.O.V.E August Part 3'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGV241Mn8mI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/je9etiTIay0/s72-c/fast+food+nation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-7654595345515591582</id><published>2010-08-13T23:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T00:41:15.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I L.O.V.E August Part 2</title><content type='html'>Heh and now to cover week 2 of my release from internship hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday.&lt;/strong&gt; National Day this year was a blast!! the fireworks display was awesome as the organizers set them off from 5 different locations near the padang.On TV, the fireworks erupted so rapidly that all i see was just a red cloud of smoke. If I am sitting on the plane and looking out of the window, I would have thought someone dropped an atomic bomb on Singapore or something. It really looked like Hiroshima/Nagasaki. Hallelugiah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our National Day dinner! Me and RX cooked it ourselves :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVlKK5BQ4I/AAAAAAAAAUo/ctQkpcC2_aE/s1600/steak+%26+chick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVlKK5BQ4I/AAAAAAAAAUo/ctQkpcC2_aE/s320/steak+%26+chick.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504917344926909314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top: A lot of pieces of steak. Looks fugly and unappetizing here, but tastes ok. HAHA coming from Cold storage.. I would say its passable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVlKo3ntzI/AAAAAAAAAUw/wYtNkWMAfU8/s1600/steak+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVlKo3ntzI/AAAAAAAAAUw/wYtNkWMAfU8/s320/steak+family.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504917352974104370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The side dishes prepared by Chef Liang :D Surprisingly, corn cobs from First Choice taste sweet and juicy LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before, there was some RC thingy going on at the open field in from of my house ( the wide spread of grass next to the sports school) and me, Rx, mummy, bro, aunt and cousins went down to parrtyy.sounds weird but it was actuallly quite fun to mingle with the aunties and er, MPs. HAHA.. the fireworks display was AWESOME la.. jsut right smack in front of my eyes cuz those shooters ( the pple who set off the fireworks) were only about 2km away from where I was standing. hehe. And there was a lucky draw- winners get a free ride on either the ferrari, lambourgini or Aston Martin :D Feels damn good to be standing next to those cars man.. too bad the chaffuer was some uncle. Not Peirce Bosnan or Batman...sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday. &lt;/strong&gt; AWESOME dinner with family!! RX strike TOTO and treated us to dinner. HAHA.. if only. but he still treated us anyway.. at the mushroom pot at Singapore Indoor Stadium. I love the Circle Line.. makes travelling so much convenient now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVmlEDkx8I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/WP5yuN8-S6Q/s1600/mushroonm+pot+tissue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVmlEDkx8I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/WP5yuN8-S6Q/s320/mushroonm+pot+tissue.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504918906460227522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVlLGomevI/AAAAAAAAAU4/_BfPs3waYsA/s1600/Mushroom+pot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVlLGomevI/AAAAAAAAAU4/_BfPs3waYsA/s320/Mushroom+pot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504917360964172530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVlL2B5H1I/AAAAAAAAAVI/o-n0Bg8lwmk/s1600/Mushroom+pot_boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVlL2B5H1I/AAAAAAAAAVI/o-n0Bg8lwmk/s320/Mushroom+pot_boys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504917373686718290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVlLc3hzVI/AAAAAAAAAVA/IVbJBP_tRns/s1600/Mushroom+pot_+XN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVlLc3hzVI/AAAAAAAAAVA/IVbJBP_tRns/s320/Mushroom+pot_+XN.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504917366932360530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The buffet has a lot of yummy beef, mushroom seafood and some cooked dishes like ramen, fried rice, etc. The service was excellent, and ladies get 20% off on weekday dinner buffets! I ate 6 plates of mussels and 4 plates of lamien all by myself, on top of a lot of beef and mushrooms in the ma-la stock. HAHA.. i really do feel as though I am going through puberty part 2 -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday &lt;/strong&gt; Outing with my darling girls!!! The buffet lunch at Kiseki was not bad, thoughit lacked variety. At least the sashimi made it worthwhile hehehe.. and the ice cream was good. unlike those cheapo ones ( Eg. Just Acia) and the waffles! YUM. :D Kbox was shiok as always, cuz we never fail to entertain ourselves with our melodious voices and super-expressive gestures HAHA.. 2 days of buffet straight. got home and realized... that my cheeks are fatter than before. GULP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-7654595345515591582?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/7654595345515591582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=7654595345515591582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/7654595345515591582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/7654595345515591582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-love-august-part-2.html' title='I L.O.V.E August Part 2'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVlKK5BQ4I/AAAAAAAAAUo/ctQkpcC2_aE/s72-c/steak+%26+chick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-6972236120063164447</id><published>2010-08-13T22:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T00:39:28.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I L.O.V.E August! Part 1</title><content type='html'>Just realized I have not been updating this blog for too long. Cuz I've been enjoying my holiday too much.. HAHA.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HAPPY TO BE DONE WITH MY INTERNSHIP!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a crazy 2 weeks playing and having tonnes of good food and fun with RX, friends and my girls! Just like the hungry ghosts who/which must enjoy as much as they can before they return to dear home, I MUST enjoy myself as much as I can before school starts this coming Monday. I shall call myself.. the hungry duck. WAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVfp2LtjQI/AAAAAAAAAUg/__knr9wUHGE/s1600/200px-Dry_for_5_hours_cropped+duck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVfp2LtjQI/AAAAAAAAAUg/__knr9wUHGE/s320/200px-Dry_for_5_hours_cropped+duck.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504911292054211842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie im too high. must be the constant stimulation from the endorphins( is that how it's spelt?) Anyway this post shall cover week 1 after I am released from my 'financial freedom' aka internship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bintan was a blast!!!! Got baked in the sun cuz I conveniently fell asleep while suntanning. And lots and lots of spa treatments cuz obviously its much cheaper in Bintan, plus they don't cheat me of my minutes. And the Indonesian massuers move soo slow.l.y, I fell asleep and snorted a few times during the massage. WEll.. I snore when I am far too relaxed.. so. they must be that good. Heh you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the night before Bintan, Me and Rx went prawning with his friend! was quite fun as we caught A LOT of prawns. Then the guys left me to peel and cook the prawns for them. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended the YOG final rehearsal with RX at the float@marina on saturday! papa got the red seats( centre portion) and the whole event was rather entertaining. Cuz they used a lot of child labour this time. For each performance,  I see poor kids dancing and waving and shaking their non-existent buttocks to some lame music. but other than that, the fireworks was NICE, at least they didnt cheat me of my feelings by having only a tablespoon of gun powder. whee!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGV0TPIIqpI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ytsDPnHeEtg/s1600/DSCF7055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGV0TPIIqpI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ytsDPnHeEtg/s320/DSCF7055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504933993357290130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in the VIP area is guuud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGV0UfwyWyI/AAAAAAAAAW4/qnaOGhMQXMU/s1600/DSCF7058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGV0UfwyWyI/AAAAAAAAAW4/qnaOGhMQXMU/s320/DSCF7058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504934015002630946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hideous helix bridge. They should burn it becuase it is so ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGV1GxDQNPI/AAAAAAAAAXI/yNyyCanpmyc/s1600/DSCF7044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGV1GxDQNPI/AAAAAAAAAXI/yNyyCanpmyc/s320/DSCF7044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504934878636946674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marina Bay Sands looks gorgeous though.. at least it's not an embarrassment like its friend, Mr.Helix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGV0U3DNwhI/AAAAAAAAAXA/7FWfnXsWMm4/s1600/DSCF7083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGV0U3DNwhI/AAAAAAAAAXA/7FWfnXsWMm4/s320/DSCF7083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504934021253939730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM PROUD TO BE A SINGAPOREAN!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-6972236120063164447?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/6972236120063164447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=6972236120063164447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/6972236120063164447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/6972236120063164447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-love-august-part-1.html' title='I L.O.V.E August! Part 1'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TGVfp2LtjQI/AAAAAAAAAUg/__knr9wUHGE/s72-c/200px-Dry_for_5_hours_cropped+duck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-4497516184045670206</id><published>2010-07-26T12:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T13:06:33.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeeee 1 more week!!</title><content type='html'>OH BOY 1 MORE WEEK TO THE END OF MY INTERNSHIP! ahh. the end of cold, stony days in my siberian prison cell!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely in a  much better mood now!! hehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday was a blast! Though it was so nerve wrecking trying to get at least 20 people to come in for the recruitment event. I expected 6 people at most but the numbers went up to 10!! Many many thanks to all who came!! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went with hanney, ruixiang and gang for supper at Alps cafe at 9pm and stayed there till 1am+.. match-making session for hanney :P * wink! hahaha.. Im glad everyone went along pretty well, and maybe... MAYBE we can go out tgt more often hahahaha.. and I think singing Karaoke in front of the whole pub is damn daunting. when me and hanney went to choose the songs for our table, we accidentally cleared all the songs in the list or pressed something we shouldn't. So the whole pub went silent, cuz the music stopped. damn mahlu la... everyone was staring at us, and i think the person who was singing halfway must be going 'wtf?' &gt;.&lt; then for the next round of songs, the background music was SO SOFT, when it should have been a hyper kind of music (" I will survive") we dared not sing. And so again, silence in the pub. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My short stint as a promoter at the Neutrogena counter was quite fun! :D they launched a new product under their Fine Fairness Range and I conducted skin analysis using some cool machine. The machine will be able to detect all the pigmentation under the skin, so you can trace which areas you need to pay more attention to! best of all, it was free, plus you will get a free face mask worth $6+!  Did for hanney who came down to support me! too bad she cant buy from me. :( the new range is not really for those with sensitive skin. Hope they come up with something for sensitive skin soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so rainy these few days... wanna curl up and sleep. zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's some short jokes for you ah bao! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INSUFFICIENT FUNDS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The economy is so bad that if the bank returns your check marked “Insufficient Funds,” you call them and ask if they meant you or them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WORSE AIR DISASTER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst Air Disaster occurred today when a small two – plane crashed into a cemetery early this afternoon in central Poland. Polish search and rescue workers have recovered 826 bodies so far and expect that number to climb as digging continues into the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY REUNION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old man sitting at the mall watched a teenager intently. The teenager had spiked hair in all different colors: green, red, orange, and blue. The old man kept staring at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the teenager was tired of being stared at, he sarcastically asked, “What’s the matter, old man? Never did anything wild in your life?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man did not bat an eye when he responded, “Got drunk once and had sex with a peacock. I was just wondering if you were my son.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA i like this peacock joke the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All jokes taken from http://jokediary.com  :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-4497516184045670206?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/4497516184045670206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=4497516184045670206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/4497516184045670206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/4497516184045670206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/07/weeeee-1-more-week.html' title='Weeeee 1 more week!!'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-3649580227758309494</id><published>2010-07-14T15:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T16:00:48.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>read this!</title><content type='html'>Excerpted from an article which appeared in the Dublin Times about a bank robbery on March 2,1999:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once inside the bank shortly after midnight, their efforts at disabling the internal security system got underway immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The robbers, who expected to find one or two large safes filled with cash and valuables, were surprised to see hundreds of smaller safes scattered throughout the bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The robbers cracked the first safe’s combination, and inside they found – only a bowl of vanilla pudding. As recorded on the bank’s audio tape system, one robber said, “At least we’ll have a bit to eat.” The robbers opened up a second safe, and it also contained nothing but vanilla pudding. The process continued until all the safes were opened. They found not one pound sterling, a single diamond, or an ounce of gold. Instead, all the safes contained covered bowls of pudding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed, the robbers made a quiet exit, each leaving with nothing more than a queasy, uncomfortably full stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newspaper headline read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“IRELAND’S LARGEST SPERM BANK ROBBED EARLY THIS MORNING”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. so gross hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one's so cute:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old man sitting at the mall watched a teenager intently. The teenager had spiked hair in all different colors: green, red, orange, and blue. The old man kept staring at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the teenager was tired of being stared at, he sarcastically asked, “What’s the matter, old man? Never did anything wild in your life?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man did not bat an eye when he responded, “Got drunk once and had sex with a peacock. I was just wondering if you were my son.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-3649580227758309494?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/3649580227758309494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=3649580227758309494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3649580227758309494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3649580227758309494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/07/read-this.html' title='read this!'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-8079728613877955018</id><published>2010-07-09T15:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T15:56:04.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it possible to black out from exhaustion?</title><content type='html'>I am so tired. Metally, and physically. My current project at work is just zapping up all energy and hell, the &lt;em&gt;soul &lt;/em&gt; out of me la. Balancing a laptop every single freaggin morning on the stupid crowded SMRT train is no joke. My shoulder blades, wrist and back is screaming out for mercy. 3 more weeks to go.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi fang came over to my place a few days ago! It was such fun cuz.. we were playing with make up. Hahaha.. It was also the first time she get to see my revamped room, which is much much better, neater, and a whole lot nicer-smelling since I ousted my brother from the room. heh. Went shopping with her for some basic cleansers and the salesgirls at The Faceshop at Causeway point are super pushy. We just wanted a SIMPLE moisturizer, and the 2 salesgirls who attended to us kept pushing for yi fang to get some ridiculously-priced toner. I dont care if it contains ginseng or mushroom in that essence/toner wateva, I JUST WANT MOISTURIZER LADY! haiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Yifang is a really fast learner! haha.. we played around with these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Moisturizers&lt;br /&gt;2.BB Cream&lt;br /&gt;3.Foundation ( 2-way)&lt;br /&gt;4.Loose powder&lt;br /&gt;5.Eyebrow powder&lt;br /&gt;6.Pencil, liquid and cream eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;7.White eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;8.Blusher&lt;br /&gt;9.Lip gloss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, she put ALL of the above on, to see the different effects hahaha.. and the Za foundation that Mel recommended looks really good on her!! at first it was a bit dull, but because yifang skin is towards the oiler-side, the foundation looked nice and dewy, with a mattifying effect after a while. and it covers up te redness/blemished pretty well too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi fang went for a winged eyeliner look and I am so jealous cuz she looks great in that look. haha.. whereas i look like some wayang performer with the winged look. bleagh. I bet the Swedish guys will hit on her la.. lol... Im gonna miss you lots when you go Sweden next month for exchange fang fang!!!! :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. everyone's going away for holidays or exchange. My dear hanney will be in perth and then flying to HK.. SOBS.. miss ya too, hanney. come back to my arms soon~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the World Cup semi-finals.. and dammit, Germany lost. damn sad.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I can't stand people who are sibei bo chup. Do you feel irritated? DO YOU??? I hate asking people out and their reply is, 'orh. anything lor.' I cant fucking stand such answers. Its clearly sending out a signal that you can't be bothered, and you rather let me do all the work of coordinting, planning and fussing over it. Even worse are those who thinks that Girls are born to plan such stuff. Yes, in the Victorian ages, women have nothing to do but plan and arange luncheons, parties, dinners and tea. extreme sexisim at work, i tell you. If any guy dare fuck with me like that, fine, I will simply bo chup also lor. then when NOTHING gets done, don't fucking blame me for  1. Not arrangin an outing, 2. being busy and not bothering. Cuz if you can't be bothered, why should I?   3. Throwing a fit and acting prissy.I am not born to tolerate your sexist views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. Sounds like a verbally violent post but I had to get it off my chest. No point keeping it in. How many times I need to explain and say it in different terms/context to illustrate and get my point across to bo chup people who JUST DONT' FUCKIN' GET IT.  GEDDIT? GEDDIT? argggghhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It so frustrating. Having to CREATE happiness. where's the joy in happiness if you have to get miserable in the process of getting it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-8079728613877955018?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/8079728613877955018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=8079728613877955018&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/8079728613877955018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/8079728613877955018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/07/is-it-possible-to-black-out-from.html' title='Is it possible to black out from exhaustion?'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-5492368085119908386</id><published>2010-07-03T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T00:15:20.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im so happpy whee hoo!</title><content type='html'>Finally. My boss will be flying to Barcelona and maybe UK for a 2 week holiday. Though she left tonnes of IMPOSSIBLE work for me to do, heh. at least i dun have to face the pressure of meeting her in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping with mommy and aunty nancy today! at the Health Fair @ Suntec. Got some cleansers/moisturizers at great discounts! and there were TONNES of freebies. Mama and my aunt actuallly left the house at 730am so that they can be the first 1000visitors to get the free goodie bag. and BOY! there are loads of stuff inside the bag. No wonder all the uncle ah por queue up ( and cut queue)Will post the pictures later!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went window shopping after the health fair.. and I wanted to buy a monokini but they didn't carry the colour that I want. :( been looking for a bright RED monokini for ages but I cant seem to find it. sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i got a dress at $12 :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shopping, we walked back to city hall MRT and saw the NDP soldiers/army tanks!! It was so COOL! Even better that having VIP seats la, cuz we were standing on the street, and the army tanks were just going by us RIGHT IN FRONT OF OUR FACES!! :DD Yeah its not like its brad pitt driving past or anything but its seeing these giant monsters going past us RIGHT SMACK in the face that was so exhilarating! Not to mention there were tonnes of cute guys on board the machines. hahahaha... too bad my bro wasn;t there. He would have died of happiness at seeing the machines up close. Missiles too! dammmmn coooollll :DD plus we had free show of fireworks, and there were very little people around since the roads were closed to cars. and it was cold and drizzling, so i felt as though I was in some European country standing on the street at night.hahahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally balled over by Korean guys nowadays. They are suave, romantic and they look so oh-darn -charming!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the Koreans guys i LURVE: =3&lt;br /&gt;This is T.O.P from BigBang, a korean boyband. His voice is extraordinarily sexy and low. The kind that you just wanna hear over and over again ( in the bedroom) hahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TC9f61o_LVI/AAAAAAAAAUI/dRtaoXToZKc/s1600/T.O.P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TC9f61o_LVI/AAAAAAAAAUI/dRtaoXToZKc/s320/T.O.P.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489711935223967058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is Taeyang, also from BigBang. I think Taeyang means Sun in Korean. He is bubbly, cool and the best korean dancer I have ever seen! But of course.. no one can beat the sexy moves of the next guy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TC9f7U77MVI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/I4HinKREAWo/s1600/Taeyang_Big_Bang__21072009110342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TC9f7U77MVI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/I4HinKREAWo/s320/Taeyang_Big_Bang__21072009110342.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489711943624896850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is none other than Rain! muahahhaa... he is too cute. gah. Not to mention humble and down to earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TC9f6U_N1JI/AAAAAAAAAUA/0hoKlJVm-0c/s1600/(Rain)27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TC9f6U_N1JI/AAAAAAAAAUA/0hoKlJVm-0c/s320/(Rain)27.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489711926458832018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my favourite male Korean artiste.... * drumroll** LEE BYUNG HYUN!! I actually fell in love with him in secondary 1. begged christiana to help me get the korean drama series with him in it. hahahhaa... and he looks handsome-er year after year!! gaga over him.. muacks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TC9f7xvVFJI/AAAAAAAAAUY/OfjI45i4o LQ/s1600/lee-28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TC9f7xvVFJI/AAAAAAAAAUY/OfjI45i4oLQ/s320/lee-28.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489711951356695698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a starstruckk teenager all over again. HAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-5492368085119908386?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/5492368085119908386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=5492368085119908386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/5492368085119908386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/5492368085119908386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-so-happpy-whee-hoo.html' title='im so happpy whee hoo!'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TC9f61o_LVI/AAAAAAAAAUI/dRtaoXToZKc/s72-c/T.O.P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-1853830635283931723</id><published>2010-06-30T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T16:12:42.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 weeks with an insurance firm killed my soul.</title><content type='html'>I haven not blogged for sooo long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because when I reached home, Im just... dead. 9 hours in a stifling air-conditioned CELL, facing nothing but the computer and names and numbers of strangers to hound, I am just a dead fish. Top 5 reasons why I HATE working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I have to get up at 730am every darn working day, with absolutely nothing to look forward to. In fact, I have been waking up with dread for the past 7 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Squeezing with everybody on the MRT at 9am and at 6pm. Prime time for the terrorists,not for poor interns like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Eating alone during lunch time. with limited places to go. I actually went to tomato express 3 days CONSECUTIVELY at PS cuz i didn't know where else to go. The lady boss rmbs me now. Too bad she doesn't give me discount though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have crap work to do. For my girls, I think you know what Im talking about. It is just notmy nature to constantly hound people. I need skin the thickness of the Berlin Wall in order to call, call, and call the person again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The boss. Who is not around 80% of the time, and when she's around, she gives me weird, impossible tasks. What really got me off was when she disappeared during one of the sessions when I was made to invite 'guests' to the office. I was left with bewildered strangers who were wondering what the heck was happening. Folks, so was I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Im stalking people on Fb and Blogs now. Dawn Yang and Xiaxue are pretty entertaining I must say. HAHahahaha.. and i have this sudden obession with Korean Hip Hop and Pop music. Super Junior, Big Bang, 2NE1, Wondergirls, Brown Eyed girls... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this morning I got an unexpected visitor at my house. When my ma told me, I was 'WHAT??!!!'. I think I should reveal this mysterious stranger to my girls during our outings later. Don't wanna spoil the essence of my convo with my ma here. HAHAHA... but the visitor is really... really.... whats the word? PERSISTENT.and as sherhan added, SELF-DELUDED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been 5 years already!!! And this visitor actually remembered me and came all the way to my door step and chat with my ma for an hour. Poor mummy. She must be traumatized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can be so interesting sometimes. And so darn boring at the same time. I wish someone can just whisk me away to some sun-filled island. The coldness in the office is so bad that my shoulder blades and neck is aching. Cuz its so cold, my muscles stiff up and i think the prolonged strain has gotten to my nerves. I can't freaggin turn my head to look back cuz the pain is so intense. Have to go see the chinese physician near my house later. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its is so, so not worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-1853830635283931723?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/1853830635283931723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=1853830635283931723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1853830635283931723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1853830635283931723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/06/7-weeks-with-insurance-firm-killed-my.html' title='7 weeks with an insurance firm killed my soul.'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-1956848416964132987</id><published>2010-06-13T02:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T02:39:53.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love weekends!!</title><content type='html'>Rushed back home on friday to take care of Rx- he's down with high fever :( And my parents drove him to my family doc in the morning when i went to work. Must have been an awkward moment for him HAHA..And the doctor is gay. Seriously, which MALE doctor will say 'dont' worry, doctor will take care of you~~" to the patient every minute? ewww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be having fish soup/porridge healthy kinda food but papa took us out to Bt Timah hawker centre for dinner.. Which translates to hokkien mee, char kway teow, carrot cake, satay bee hoon, satay, bbq chicken wings and sugar cane. And we had waffles for breakfast today with maple syrup, and thai pineapple rice for lunch. I think Rx is going to be suffering for a long, long, time. hee hee hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having our 3rd night campover at my house today!! i loveee having a spacious room :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are the stuff Rx did for our 2nd Anniversary. Im so proud of you baby!! :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TBPSuJl-gYI/AAAAAAAAATQ/xEM9UAI0XU0/s1600/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TBPSuJl-gYI/AAAAAAAAATQ/xEM9UAI0XU0/s320/cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481956861731045762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TBPTIdFhDaI/AAAAAAAAATY/2FcoCG6tiKU/s1600/Full+card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TBPTIdFhDaI/AAAAAAAAATY/2FcoCG6tiKU/s320/Full+card.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481957313640205730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TBPTI6GdaRI/AAAAAAAAATg/4Bzxq-JPAzQ/s1600/letter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TBPTI6GdaRI/AAAAAAAAATg/4Bzxq-JPAzQ/s320/letter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481957321428789522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TBPTJjepIlI/AAAAAAAAATo/X5_da2DBCe4/s1600/lotions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TBPTJjepIlI/AAAAAAAAATo/X5_da2DBCe4/s320/lotions.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481957332536074834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my dear gigi.. may she live to her full 2.5 years.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TBPUXqrPn3I/AAAAAAAAATw/YLLBQlb0foE/s1600/Drink+water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TBPUXqrPn3I/AAAAAAAAATw/YLLBQlb0foE/s320/Drink+water.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481958674497773426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-1956848416964132987?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/1956848416964132987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=1956848416964132987&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1956848416964132987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1956848416964132987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-love-weekends.html' title='I love weekends!!'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/TBPSuJl-gYI/AAAAAAAAATQ/xEM9UAI0XU0/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-1119590390708625335</id><published>2010-06-10T11:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T11:38:49.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY BOSS IS BACK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can feel a change in the &lt;em&gt;qi&lt;/em&gt; of the office sia. Suddenly the place is filled with people ( who have not been coming back to office for quite some time) and the secretary is busy buzzing about doing dunno what. And me? Sigh. Got tasks to do.. Almost Impossible tasks to do. WHen she told me what she wanted, I was seriosuly depressed. Its 1000 timees worse then going to school and having to submit in a report. At least report i know how to do, with a bit of hard work and thinking I can get it done. The job she gave me is so..... haiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUt don't worry friends, if you know which company im working for, rest assured I won't call you up. I don't wanna be on your blocked list for the rest of my life. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated my bestie bday at CHijmes on Monday. When i saw her and she saw me at the restarant, we both pointed at each other and burst out laughing. Wearing pinafores 5 years after graduation, with bigger boobs and dyed hair and tastefully-altered belts/shirt/collars looks damn funny. HEH! Love u hanney bear! WEAR THAT CROPPED TOP WHEN WE GO OUT FOR DINNER NEXT TIME!! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some drama happened that night also. I was meeting RX at CP after the party for supper and we were supposed to go 24 hours kopitiam eat. But it was quite late alr, at 12 midntie so he say just go 7-11 but cup noodles. SO we went 7=11, bought cup noodles and slurpee and went downstairs to interchange to eat at the seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were eating, I saw 1 or 2 SMRT policemen/guards walking back and forth and looking at us, Then i thought, hmmm is it illegal to eat here? NO lei....... So we continued eating then suddenly, a GROUP of about 4-5 of these policemen came up to us and asked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policemen ( P ): Excuse me, where are you from?&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; rX: Er... huh?&lt;br /&gt;Rx: we are from singapore...?&lt;br /&gt;P : No, WHERE are you from?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Erm... Woodlands...???&lt;br /&gt;P: Ok, how are you 2 related?&lt;br /&gt;Rx: She is my girlfriend * points at me*&lt;br /&gt;P: * look at him and look at his kakis*&lt;br /&gt;Me: oH!! wait wait Im 21 years old!!! Im in uniform because i went costume party!! you want check my IC not??" * eagerly flips bag and wanted to take my ugly IC out*&lt;br /&gt;P: oh! oh! its ok! its ok! nevermind!! * then they all walk away *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- -.- -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY MIUST HAVE THOUGHT I WAS BELOW 17 YEARS OLD, AND WANDERING ABOUT AFTER MIDNIGHT WITH MY BOYFRINED LA. WHAT THE HELL... I LOOK SO YOUNG MEH? I GOT DYED HAIR AND RED NAILS AND THE WRINKLES ON MY FACE SAYS IM DEFINIETLY ABOVE 17 LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And poor Rx keeps muttering under his breath that I make him look like a paedophile. -.- LOL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyway it was fun parading about int he uniform :D haha it will be the last time wearing it la... sobs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-1119590390708625335?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/1119590390708625335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=1119590390708625335&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1119590390708625335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1119590390708625335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-boss-is-back-can-feel-change-in-qi.html' title=''/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-3238742336111796048</id><published>2010-06-07T11:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T11:43:34.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ressurrected from the sea.. hur hur</title><content type='html'>I realize I haven't  been blogging for quite a long while.. so I shall just spam it all out today. ho ho ho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Office Life is so.Re.Tard.Ed. Its weird that i was told to come into office at 9am, when everybody else comes in at 930am or later. So, while I scramble and rush out of house with my hair still like a sickening pile of wires ( just so that I can reach on time), I will only be greeted by a locked glass door at the office. Haiz. And I realize I like doing manual work, like stapling, writing, or arranging stationary... Rather then being tasked to "sit there and THINK about some ideas on how you can value-add to the company..." . Its not that I don't like thinking; Its sitting in a cubicle, trying to THINK about some idea ALONE, and FREEZING my ass off that gets me on my nerves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's a whole lot more things i can say about office life but I shall leave it for the girls' upcomiong bitching sessions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a tough lonnng day at work ( tough because you need to look extremely busy when actually you have absolute ZERO work to do) I decided to get a Classic Manicure and Pedicure for myself.Got this advert From singtel so I thought I would give it a try.. $38 only!! The place was ok, and the people there were nice. Chose a bright shade of red ( RX loves red) for my hands and feet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as usual... they would get you to sign up for some package deal.. They were offering $380 for 10 sessions of manicure &amp; pedicre EACH, which makes it a total of 20 sessions actually, and $900 for 20 sessions of massage. I almost jumped and spoiled my pedicure when i heard the price of the massage sia. In the end, I got the $380 deal, and managed to sway the lady into letting me trade some sessions for a massage.. muahahaha... &lt;br /&gt;Which, on a side note, I did.&lt;br /&gt;Got RX to go with me for a massage the next day after manicure..and embarrassed myself. We got a couple room, and then the lady asked me to change up.&lt;br /&gt;Me: "orh." Proceeds to strip off my shirt and jeans... and my underwear too. Saw the sarong lying on the bed so I wore it too.&lt;br /&gt;Massueur: *Knock* Are you ready miss?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes, come in&lt;br /&gt;Massueur: Looks at me and laugh " You are supposed to wear your panties, You removed everything ah..?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: ..... ..... .... orh ok i will go put it on..&lt;br /&gt;Massueuer: Ok, I will come in again later..&lt;br /&gt;A few moments later....&lt;br /&gt;Massueur: * knock knock* Ready miss?&lt;br /&gt;Me: OK&lt;br /&gt;Massueur: Opens door.. Miss, you need to get on the bed, NAKED with only your panties!!&lt;br /&gt;I was still standing in the middle of the room in my sarong... and panties. looking like a silly fool. And it didn't help that Rx was laughing iuncontrollably.&lt;br /&gt;And I could hear the other massage therapists laughing loudly outside. &gt;.&lt; embarassing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Grand Copthorne Hotel for Nick's birthday on Thursday.. It was international buffet!!! Me and RX reached early so we started grabbing as much food as we could. WE had about 4 rounds of food before my parents and Nick arrived. Hehehehe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like a babaooon.. Rhino.. Elephant... stuffed pig after the whole dinner. Never eaten so much at a buffet in my life. Must be the combined effect of NIck and Rx. You know the chocolate fondue? usually, we just dip the marshmallows and fruits into the big bowl of chocolate then carry the stuff back to out table, but my lovely brother, brilliant as he is, decided to bring the fondue BACK to the table instead. So, he took a bowl, and filled it up with chocolate, then bring it back to the table. Thank God management didnt see that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I overheard something really cute on the bus yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;There was this mother and her little daughter sitting opposite me at the front of the bus, and then mummy leaned over to the girl and asked:&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: " Are you happy Yesterday?"&lt;br /&gt;Girl: " Yes mummy!"&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: " Are you happy Today?"&lt;br /&gt;Girl : " Yes mummy!!"&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: " So, will you be happy Tomorrow?"&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Pauses. "Hmm..... What are we doing tomorrow?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.. little kids can be so cute with their answers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-3238742336111796048?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/3238742336111796048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=3238742336111796048&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3238742336111796048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3238742336111796048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/06/ressurrected-from-sea-hur-hur.html' title='Ressurrected from the sea.. hur hur'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-2129426395882449884</id><published>2010-05-20T09:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T10:00:23.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored.</title><content type='html'>I AM SO BORREEEDDDDDD....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autone know of cheap and good places for lunch? orchard area? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cupboard is nice, I love it :) Gonna start filling it up with my stuffed toys and figurines.. And then find some awesome wallpaper. Nick's room is seriosuly stinking up the whole house. Its that kind of mushy, sweat stench kind of odour ( since he has not changed the bedsheet for close to 1 and a half years) that spreads to the whole house, and TO MY ROOM WHICH IS NEXT TO HIS. Yuck. And he claims he needs that smell to help him sleep. Ewww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was his unwilling partner for muay thai. Haiz. Crazy fellow wanted to try some arm-twisting, elbow locking move and so I had to act the role of the attacker ( So that he can try to pin me down).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** twists elbow, push me down to the floor and try to twist arm somemore**&lt;br /&gt;me: ......... oo..kk.... then now what...?&lt;br /&gt;nick: ..... OYY! YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE IN PAIN!&lt;br /&gt;me:..... but not that pain  mah....&lt;br /&gt;nick: *looks in disbelief* HUH?? then we try again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the whole process repeated itself until he is satisfied that i felt the maximun amount of pain in my upper body. -.- I ought to be paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleeeeeppppp.... Speaking of which, my mum was singing some nights back. Not those soothing kind of humming of wat ( which most 40+ aunties should do), but Full fledged singing to MTV's Karaoke. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was horrifed to hear her jiggling and singing to Rihanna and Katy Perry, and Jsutin Timberlake's Sexyback.  My dad was giving her this 'oh, please shut up, woman' look. And i scurried back to the safety of my room. Its highly disturbing to hear your mum trying to imitate Rihanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: " Puh-leasse dun stopp the muu-sick~~~ uh huh uh huh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt; ARGHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-2129426395882449884?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/2129426395882449884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=2129426395882449884&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/2129426395882449884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/2129426395882449884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/05/bored.html' title='Bored.'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-9161577485134952464</id><published>2010-05-17T10:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T10:27:48.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold. Cold. Cold.</title><content type='html'>Geez. I guess Rx has broadcast to the whole world what I am up to lately.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, Being an intern. I won't mention which company, the jobs I do, how I spend my time, and what's the pay, people, etc. Dun wanna breach the confidentiality/privacy stuff... zzzz. Sounds all hush-hush yea? Hahaha but sadly, im not interning for James Bond, Tom cruise or Iron man. Would love to, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is that, its really cold in the office. Its so cold, I actually use my shawl to wrap around my HEAD and shoulders to keep my ears and arms warm. I seriously look like a Muslim woman with a headress. Plus, my shawl is the same God-damn awful shade of brown a Tibetan monk wears on his body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look like some sad, shivering lump of flesh with brown outer covering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that it matters much inside here anyway, cuz the office is practically empty. I only have the company of the secretary, a potted plant, and a mini water-fountain that makes the only noise in the office. With no msn, nor the ability to play music freely, my new friend is that withered plant sitting behind me. I wonder how Mr.Plant feels...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh... my new cupboard is finally arriving tmr, can't wait!! After rounds of bickering and negotiating with my dad ( who still thinks that investing anything above $200 for a cupboard is sooooo not worth it, even for his CHILDREN) i finally get my own cupboard. Gonna stash away all my figurines and books and stuffed toys. heh, will be able to have a room-warming soon, i hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-9161577485134952464?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/9161577485134952464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=9161577485134952464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/9161577485134952464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/9161577485134952464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/05/cold-cold-cold.html' title='Cold. Cold. Cold.'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-4862108590962708605</id><published>2010-05-14T03:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:19:42.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intern =&gt; What a Dread!</title><content type='html'>I'm the intern woot woot!&lt;br /&gt;You're the sucker boo boo!&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna call you for an interview,&lt;br /&gt;and the ball is in your courtview.&lt;br /&gt;I donno what the heck this is..&lt;br /&gt;I just made it all up now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lame poem is dedicated to THE INTERN =&gt; Daphne (Wah Lau) Siew Hui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:from a squid =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-4862108590962708605?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/4862108590962708605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=4862108590962708605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/4862108590962708605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/4862108590962708605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/05/intern-what-dread.html' title='Intern =&gt; What a Dread!'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-139759809514653363</id><published>2010-05-07T09:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T10:25:24.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its been a while!</title><content type='html'>havent been updating this blog for a reallly long time. shows how busy i am enjoying myself after exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha.ha.ha. nope, i wasn't enjoying it THAT much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been stuck clearing my damn messy house. The corridors are now clogged worse than the long kang, and every square inch of my granite floor is covered with dust. And there is STILL rubbish lying around everywhere. Well, not my rubbish anyway, I successfully shifted every damn shit out of the other room in my house, so that my bro can shift his bed in. So,everything that is lying around my balcony, living room and dining room belongs to my dad. Who claims he is farrr tooo busyyy to clear his junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fuck's sake, why the hell do you need to keep the application form to NUS when u have already been accepted, and graduated from there like 20 bloody years ago??? And all the little notebooks with some writings here and there. For what???? each palm- sized notebook with like, just 5 pages of scribbles?? Looking at those notebooks just make my blood boil. Hello, this is not the royal library in the Ming or Han Dynasty. There is such thing as a THUMBDRIVE. all the crap piles of paper everywhere!!!! ARGH... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yeah, did i mention he has CONTAINERS of thunbdrives, hard disks, and floppy disk? FLOOPY DISK OMG. OMG. what century are we in already???? for fuck can u read something that is in a floppy disk today???? ARGH...sickening. sickening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i finally got my own room, yay. cant stand untidiness and junk and useless stuff lying around. My motto: If it serves no purpose ( be it sentimental or practical reasons), dump it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh....... ok gotta let my blood pressure return to normal. Been so agitated and pissed off the past few days. Not only is the packing of stuff infuriating, some shithole people i meet are so damn irritating. Like the stupid bus driver. I tapped my card so slowly for him to see and he can still call me back and ask me to tap again. despite me saying TWICE that i have alr tapped. So, i tapped, and when the reader said "Entry Ok', i gave him that 'fuck off' look. shit him. i hope he gets banged down by a bus soon. And i fucking cant stand people that cut queue. especially when it comes to buying food. its not like we are living in some African country where food is scarce, where we need to snatch and compete for food. CUT MY QUEUE FOR WHAT?????? The next time i see someone who cut my queue, im just going to blow my mind. shitless, rude people. You can eat and gorge all you want in hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least i get to do some shopping. Went to orchard for spa with RX using the Passioncard treats and bought some clothes that were on sale. Singapore is having sales everyday. It just makes me wonder if the sale price really means sales not. And the food in ion orchard is so darn expensive.. I walked the basement for about 2 rounds just to settle on a cup of barley. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna rob the bank, or plant a money growing tree. I am so in need of cash. bombed a lot a lot, and i havent start my intern yet.. dammit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rx is staying over at my newly revamped room! together with scratchy and pinky. Scratchy's our cat, say hi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S-N4-EtrX-I/AAAAAAAAATA/AnoithrgfIM/s1600/cards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S-N4-EtrX-I/AAAAAAAAATA/AnoithrgfIM/s320/cards.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468347380370464738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pinky's the little girl who is going back to the SPCA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S-N49lA_lAI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Pbz3HYy4m_c/s1600/pinky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S-N49lA_lAI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Pbz3HYy4m_c/s320/pinky.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468347371861545986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a long journey taking care of her. Gonna be sad having to bring her back to the spca and put up for adoption. Contemplated adopting her but I think me and RX are not ready to have another baby in the family yet. We are too broke to foster another kid :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so exhausted. And sick of clearing!!!!! urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S-N4-qtQUwI/AAAAAAAAATI/39gs37Dcs9A/s1600/card+with+xiang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S-N4-qtQUwI/AAAAAAAAATI/39gs37Dcs9A/s320/card+with+xiang.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468347390569239298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing tai di with a nice opponent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-139759809514653363?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/139759809514653363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=139759809514653363&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/139759809514653363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/139759809514653363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-been-while.html' title='its been a while!'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S-N4-EtrX-I/AAAAAAAAATA/AnoithrgfIM/s72-c/cards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-901392846090297679</id><published>2010-04-23T01:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T01:30:40.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny jokes!</title><content type='html'>hee hee hanney showed me this website that has tonnes of funny jokes!! they are funny, witty and full of sexual connotations.. HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND FOR GIRLS OUT THERE THAT HATES THEIR BF BEING STUCK ON THE COM....here's a joke:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----"HIGH TECH CONVERSATION"-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Hi Dear, I am logged in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: Would you like to have some snacks?&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Hard disk full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: Have you brought the stuff which i asked for?&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Bad command or file name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: But I told you about it in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Syntax error, abort, retry, cancel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: Oh my God! Forget it, where’s your salary?&lt;br /&gt;Husband: File in use, read only. try after some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: At least give me your credit card, I can do some shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Sharing violation, access denied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: I made a mistake in marrying you!&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Data type mismatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: You are useless!&lt;br /&gt;Husband: By default.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: Who was there with you in the car this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Husband: System unstable. Press ctrl, alt, del to reboot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: What is my value in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Unknown virus detected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: Do you love me or your computer?!&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Too many parameters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: I will go to my dad’s house!&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Program performed illegal operation, it will close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: I will leave you forever!&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Close all programs and log out for another user.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: It’s worthless talking to you!&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Shut down the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: I am going!!!&lt;br /&gt;Husband: It is now safe to turn off your computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken from: http://jokediary.com/2010/03/page/2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-901392846090297679?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/901392846090297679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=901392846090297679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/901392846090297679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/901392846090297679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/04/funny-jokes.html' title='funny jokes!'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-5611854446649102663</id><published>2010-04-21T01:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T02:13:47.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAMS ARE FINALLY OVER FOR ME!</title><content type='html'>phew!so glad that the exams are over. sleeping at 5am every day is no joke. it kills.and gives me pimples, dry skin, and constipation. i think my intestines need a great sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tonnes of things to do~~ lots of plans!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Finish clearing my room, the other room, and the ret of the house. Can't wait to have my own room. after 21 years of sharing a room with my bro. muahaha... he's feeling sad about it though.. kind of like a siamese twin being seperated from the other twin. cuz we have basically been sleeping beside each other since the day he was born, seriously. when he was an annoying whiny baby, to a naughty toddler, to a young boy and now, a teen. gah. He's looking sad now as I type. We are in phase 1 of the clearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sleep by 12am everynight. HAHA! Im gooing to die very soon at this rate, not that dying is a bad thing, but I don't want to die from cancer and heart-related diseases. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Shop, shop, shop. For mel's present, a nice big mirror for my new room, and more food for the kitties. I need to abstain from clothes or shoes.. my bank account is singing a rendition of Leona Lewis: 'bleeding money'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 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I think it will be a matter of weeks before her entire right eye turns white. She is about 1 year 4 months. and usually her breed has a lifespan of 1 yr 6 months to 2 years . :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heartache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-3133022562070517532?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/3133022562070517532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=3133022562070517532&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3133022562070517532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3133022562070517532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/04/sad.html' title='Sad.'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-5614679777428173451</id><published>2010-04-05T02:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T03:11:33.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meow~</title><content type='html'>Say hi to the newcomers: Girl Girl and Boy Boy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.. gonna look after them for the next month until they are old enough to be adopted. They are only 3 weeks old.. super small. they are the size of my palm -.- hoho.. And they are extremely cute!!! A pair of siblings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S7jh3SrPrdI/AAAAAAAAASw/eiFZd44Mbjg/s1600/boy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S7jh3SrPrdI/AAAAAAAAASw/eiFZd44Mbjg/s320/boy2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456359288581631442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will be staying at RuiX's house, together with our cat scratchy. Scratchy's growing up fast!! He's 2 months old now.. And super active. He knocks over vases, cups and he leaps and runs like a cheetah. We have a born athlete sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S7jh2xeH86I/AAAAAAAAASo/_4CvVoCm8_k/s1600/Boy+wif+scratch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S7jh2xeH86I/AAAAAAAAASo/_4CvVoCm8_k/s320/Boy+wif+scratch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456359279668229026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S7jh14xtZ_I/AAAAAAAAASY/9p-fjg29Y04/s1600/Sleeping_com.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S7jh14xtZ_I/AAAAAAAAASY/9p-fjg29Y04/s320/Sleeping_com.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456359264449554418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S7jh1ZKj3NI/AAAAAAAAASQ/gVGf3yfWgWg/s1600/Sleeping_blanket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S7jh1ZKj3NI/AAAAAAAAASQ/gVGf3yfWgWg/s320/Sleeping_blanket.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456359255963851986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a rough first day getting the newcomers to adjust.. Scratchy keeps smelling their asses and chasing their tails -.- and those 2 kittens are helpless. Though the girl is super plucky; she fights back. whoo hoo~ u go gal!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meal time is chaos.. the minute scratchy hears the spoon tinkling, he sprints and appears on the table within &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; seconds&lt;/em&gt; -.- Then the other 2 will be meowing non-stop and the girl will push away whoever gets in the way of her food.. even scratchy who is 5 times her size. survival of the fittest!!! RuiX is super generous when it comes to food.. We have THREE different types of food specially for them:&lt;br /&gt;1. Tuna, Eggs and Milk&lt;br /&gt;2. Gourmet turkey and chicken with extracts of vegetables&lt;br /&gt;3. Formulated kitten food. Not sure of its contents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And scratchy gets a weekly can of wet food, such as chicken in gravy or tuna. And they smell so yummy, its almost like human food ( terikayi chicken or tuna spread)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S7jh2XUdriI/AAAAAAAAASg/PT6wNC80-EI/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S7jh2XUdriI/AAAAAAAAASg/PT6wNC80-EI/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456359272648388130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody wants to adopt girl girl and boy boy? They will be rady for adoption in a month's time, after they are vaccinated. Gonna miss them though :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-5614679777428173451?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/5614679777428173451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=5614679777428173451&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/5614679777428173451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/5614679777428173451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/04/meow.html' title='meow~'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S7jh3SrPrdI/AAAAAAAAASw/eiFZd44Mbjg/s72-c/boy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-1937199725453052332</id><published>2010-03-31T03:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T03:36:00.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love love love</title><content type='html'>Im in a lovey-dovey mood tonight. must be all the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; songs in my ipod playing in my head.lolszz.. So I am going to share some love with everyone today, muack muack muack.. *splatters saliva everywhere* and no, daphne is not doing this out of stress.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I truely love you girls ok&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my Best Friend Forever HANNEY Dearie!:), Mel,Veronny, Fang Zi and Bix :)&lt;br /&gt;I dedicate.... * DRUMROLL* Vitamin C's graduation ( friends forever)I know its kinda old and so retro, but... i still feel a lot for this song despite hearing it countless times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(translate: bitching and gossiping about everyone and anyone's life all night then chiong to catch last train.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Where we're gonna be when we turn 25 &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;( Gasp! we are 21 already. Shows how many years we have been gossiping)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I keep thinking times will never change&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking things will always be the same &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;( that i can still copy homework and not be caught for plagarism by some stupid software)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But when we leave this year we won't be coming back&lt;br /&gt;No more hanging out cause we're on a different track&lt;br /&gt;And if you got something that you need to say&lt;br /&gt;You better say it right now cause you don't have another day &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;( Im saying it now to u, my gals!! HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down&lt;br /&gt;These memories are playing like a film without sound&lt;br /&gt;And I keep thinking of that night in June &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;( June... should be sherhan's party= mega bitching session for us.. yipee! :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I didn't know much of love&lt;br /&gt;But it came too soon&lt;br /&gt;And there was me and you&lt;br /&gt;And then we got real blue&lt;br /&gt;Stay at home talking on the telephone &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;( I suppose its facebook and msn in our era, damn, this song is old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And we would get so excited and we'd get so scared&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at ourselves thinking life's not fair&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we go on&lt;br /&gt;We remember&lt;br /&gt;All the times we&lt;br /&gt;Had together&lt;br /&gt;And as our lives change&lt;br /&gt;From whatever&lt;br /&gt;We will still be&lt;br /&gt;Friends Forever  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;:):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my Squidsy Bao Bao ( who attempts to sing love songs for me, but i cant make out the lyrics or rhthym or tune) hehehehehe... I dedicate.... * DRUMROLL* My Valentine by Martina McBride. :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there were no words&lt;br /&gt;No way to speak &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;( when I get sore throat, like now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I would still hear you &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;( cuz u are so loud * sniggers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there were no tears&lt;br /&gt;No way to feel inside&lt;br /&gt;I'd still feel for you&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; ( feeeeeeellll youuuuuu~~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even if the sun refuse to shine  ( Cuz our neighbour keep burning forests)&lt;br /&gt;Even if romance ran out of rhyme &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;( like your voice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You would still have my heart&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;You're all i need &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;( sherhan will slap me for this, 'wah lau, got bf then PANG SEH me la')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My love, my valentine &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;( all now, say... "AWWWWWWW") :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hehehe.. I still love you baobao. maucks!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to everyone else, I love you too. But i dun know if u read my blog, so i shall not type it here wahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-1937199725453052332?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/1937199725453052332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=1937199725453052332&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1937199725453052332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1937199725453052332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-love-love.html' title='love love love'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-9206570298412033123</id><published>2010-03-30T03:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T03:24:43.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LAST PROJECT FOR THE SEMESTER!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ironically, the project's on suicide -.- hmm. anybody cant take school-stress and wanna commit suicide with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie im going bonkers. cuz i think my gastric's acting up again.And my skin is freaking dry. Eczema's acting up again. I hate stress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in school till 10pn finishing up the project, and no, im not done with the project STILL. haiz. researching on all the gruesome suicide methods in japan. Did u know that there are 7 different words for suicide in Japan...? Lol.. the japanese are a weird lot. suicide also classsify until lidat. tsk tsk. but thier culture is really interesting.. found out some perverted *gasp! stuff..wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ah nick went shopping today.. and then he was showing off his new clothes to me excitedly and telling me how cheap they were. duh, those shirts came form hang-ten dude, how expensive can they be? tsk...anyay they were ok-looking. Except one that looked like the red checkered skirt the Irishmen wear when they play the bagpipe thingy, and another made him look like a walking chess board. Cuz it was black and white CHECKERED, WITH EQUAL SIZED SQUARES. HAHAHAHAHHAA i love suan-ing my lil bro.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we were listenign to my beloved tokoi hotel before he went to bed, and he suggested we come up with our own band like the Kaulitz siblings. and then he said the most atrocios thing everrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jie, we shall call oursleves the Ding Dongs!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- he thought it was a brillant alternative to the Ting Tings. BUt what the hell? the Ding Dongs?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH well. I shall be cheapo and maybe go to the Hang-ten fair.. cuz he said there were black leather jackets. oops, wait, he meant black plastic-bag-material-like jacket. HAHA.. shall go check it out tmr...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-9206570298412033123?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/9206570298412033123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=9206570298412033123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/9206570298412033123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/9206570298412033123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/03/last-project-for-semester-ironically.html' title=''/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-3844903552783224352</id><published>2010-03-26T00:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T01:00:09.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to sleep.</title><content type='html'>i am tired. yawns. all the work is tiring me out. individual papers and presentations are not fun... when you have no motivation to complete them. Im dreaming of sunny beaches alreeady :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scratchy is more tame now ( i think), especially after trimming his nails and blowing his face whenever he pounces on us. was taking a nap a few days ago and then i felt something soft on my face, thought it was the pillow or the soft toy but it turns out to be our dear scratchy stepping over my face to get to the table -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a new house for gigi! but turns out that the inside of the house and the entrance is soooo horribly cut, the wood splinters were jutting out. MIC goods &gt;.&lt; Sigh. So i had to go to go and get sandpaper to smoothe out the edges. and I finally understood why D &amp; T lessons in secondary 1 is so important, because sandpapering is NOT easy. must remember Mr.Tay telling us to file agaisnst the grain or something.back then  i just file, who cares the direction that the tree inards grow,and now i understand why it is important.cuz it really helps when ui want to make the wood smooth,. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dinnner with family and RX a few nights ago and we had crabs :D and a really expensive fish that tasted like mud. not that i know how mud tastes like, but sama sama. LOL.. the fish in the tank at the restanrant were like, dying, so I guess i cant expect much from the poor cooked fish on my table. the fish in the tank was overturned, or had 1/2 the body covered in some white moss. lousy maintanece, plus its a damn cruel way for the fish to die la. Such a slow, painful death. AVA should do something abt it sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. gonna do my work... and maybe a nose mask. RX loves nose masks. I dunno why. i find it terribly painful. maybe the nerves around my nose are more sensitive? I always tear up when i peel the nose mask off.. sobs sobs... but RX seems to have no trouble with it. see how he even manages to have such a nice, deep sleep when having a nose mask....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S6uP2aFYBwI/AAAAAAAAASI/0gM8FapHV-M/s1600/nose+mask.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S6uP2aFYBwI/AAAAAAAAASI/0gM8FapHV-M/s320/nose+mask.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452609938739693314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the best part? i ripped off the nose mask WHILE he was asleepp... and he just gave a small grunt and snored and rolled over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ouch&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-3844903552783224352?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/3844903552783224352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=3844903552783224352&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3844903552783224352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3844903552783224352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-want-to-sleep.html' title='i want to sleep.'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S6uP2aFYBwI/AAAAAAAAASI/0gM8FapHV-M/s72-c/nose+mask.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-2113874464017273704</id><published>2010-03-18T01:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T01:12:40.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrrrratchy strikes again</title><content type='html'>Scratchy's been really active. He scratches anything and everything. And his favourite scratching object? Ruixiang's body,especially his hands. hehehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he can be really cute when he's not the whiny, scratchy kid he is during the day. Scracthy will climb up the bed ( sinking his claws into the conforter and bolster) and lie down next to me or on top of Rx's chest when he wants to sleep. And Rx will sayang him like a little baby. lols...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's scratchy's stuff... Costs above $100. :S The carrier below is even more expensive than my school bag &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S6EM3anlBgI/AAAAAAAAARw/zLcL9Rr_mfY/s1600-h/Carrier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S6EM3anlBgI/AAAAAAAAARw/zLcL9Rr_mfY/s320/Carrier.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449651170272675330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some sand for his pee and poo. It really works, and all his pee will clump up when the sand coats over it, like muah chee in peanut. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S6EM2vf3NfI/AAAAAAAAARo/Z_5e9jqdwJE/s1600-h/Litter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S6EM2vf3NfI/AAAAAAAAARo/Z_5e9jqdwJE/s320/Litter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449651158697588210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a happy boy playing with the ball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S6EM4ZC6aAI/AAAAAAAAAR4/BNDiQVgrXKk/s1600-h/PLay+with+my+ball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S6EM4ZC6aAI/AAAAAAAAAR4/BNDiQVgrXKk/s320/PLay+with+my+ball.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449651187030321154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my dear Gigi.. sleeping like a pig. If u look closely, you can see her 2 front teeth. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S6EM5QlcPrI/AAAAAAAAASA/dozfhpSh6yA/s1600-h/Sleeping+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S6EM5QlcPrI/AAAAAAAAASA/dozfhpSh6yA/s320/Sleeping+up.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449651201939095218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel is hospitalized for food poisoning! Get well soon mel! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-2113874464017273704?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/2113874464017273704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=2113874464017273704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/2113874464017273704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/2113874464017273704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/03/scrrrratchy-strikes-again.html' title='Scrrrratchy strikes again'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S6EM3anlBgI/AAAAAAAAARw/zLcL9Rr_mfY/s72-c/Carrier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-5692701803816277783</id><published>2010-03-11T00:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T01:10:19.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breathe slowwwww.....</title><content type='html'>Finally. I can take a break from all the crap reports and presentations that have deprived me of sleep, food and oxygen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BREATHHHEEEE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta buy scratchy's stuff tmr. A scratching pole ( he's been clawing everything, especially Rx's computer wires and his poor leather sofa), and more sand. To coat his repulsive, pungent,vomit-inducing smelling shit. Ergh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, scratchy is our kitten. Found him stuck in a car engine.. Its a 'him' I think.. Rx have been tickling its dick. not sure if its the dick anyway. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S5fSMhdN_nI/AAAAAAAAARY/9-h3bI4VgOE/s1600-h/Sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S5fSMhdN_nI/AAAAAAAAARY/9-h3bI4VgOE/s320/Sleeping.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447053386909089394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S5fSL3e7MzI/AAAAAAAAARQ/E6JrhCTXZlg/s1600-h/RX+%26+mee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S5fSL3e7MzI/AAAAAAAAARQ/E6JrhCTXZlg/s320/RX+%26+mee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447053375641957170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S5fSLgDoGnI/AAAAAAAAARI/dDOgi-n-TDc/s1600-h/Awww.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S5fSLgDoGnI/AAAAAAAAARI/dDOgi-n-TDc/s320/Awww.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447053369353443954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we need to get a new house for Gigi. Seems like her old one has some rough edges inside, so it has been sand-papering her fur away. Been seeing huge volumes of fur everywhere in her villa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S5fSNF3q9RI/AAAAAAAAARg/DJJXMY66x2Q/s1600-h/Hey!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S5fSNF3q9RI/AAAAAAAAARg/DJJXMY66x2Q/s320/Hey!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447053396683715858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. The amount of $$ i'll need to spend on these 2 kids.... Enough for me to go to Langkawi and back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had a quickie dinner at Sakae Sushi with nick and papa and mama today. Their food basically sucks.Their standard have dropppppeddd.... so sad.. and the service is well, bad. I ordered chawanmushi and it took them at least 30 minutes to get the damn steamed egg to me. And when Nick asked why take so long, the waitress said, 'erm. we are still steaming it..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after 15 minutes, when the chawanmushi STILL haven arrived, nick ask, ' you all still steaming it ah...?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLS.. Seriously, how long does it take to steam an egg? my 75-year old Ah Ma can get in done in 20 minutes la. What more for a restaurant.. Pfffff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just sent in my internship application.. Hope i get it &gt;.&lt; else i won't be able to go for my exchange in Poland next year.. Sobs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-5692701803816277783?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/5692701803816277783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=5692701803816277783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/5692701803816277783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/5692701803816277783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/03/breathe-slowwwww.html' title='breathe slowwwww.....'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S5fSMhdN_nI/AAAAAAAAARY/9-h3bI4VgOE/s72-c/Sleeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-3956978057829001485</id><published>2010-03-06T04:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T04:11:36.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointment</title><content type='html'>Wonder why it is spelt as 'disappointment'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is because of the 'appointment' in disappointment. A dis-appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as usual, i face dis-appointment from the same people today. Regarding the same things. And talking about it doesnt help, because im shut out from your world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much dis-appointment can a person take?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-3956978057829001485?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/3956978057829001485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=3956978057829001485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3956978057829001485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3956978057829001485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/03/disappointment.html' title='Disappointment'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-1241026824411509516</id><published>2010-03-03T04:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T04:43:43.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed.</title><content type='html'>I think i should do a documentary, like Super Sized Me.&lt;br /&gt;And I shall call it Super Crazy Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been sleeping at 4-5am the past week because of deadlines and the mid terms, so my body clock is fucking screwed. Nick has a new job assignment that requires him to start work at AMK at 615am ( crazy employer) so he needs to get up by 4.30am, and I have been his personal alarm clock. Cuz I just need to shove &lt;strong&gt;HIM&lt;/strong&gt; out of bed before &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; go to bed at 4.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll wake up at 9.30am if there's school , or 12noon if i have no lessons that day. Then i'll have to start studying/projects till evening, and have dinner. And i'll be so zoned out, 8-11pm is catching up on emails and replying frantic project group members, and the occasional facebooking so that my social life isnt't completely severed. Not like facebook helps much anyway.. ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my naps. I miss sleeping at 2am. I miss my health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I dunno if its the lack of sleep, the weird ungodly hours that i sleep, or my hormones doing the cha-cha in my head that is causing me to be SUPER cranky these days. I practically snare at pple who get in my way, and I think i have a face that reads DEATH across my forehead. I forgot when is the last time I &lt;em&gt;genuinely&lt;/em&gt; smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i hate the burger king outlet at causeway point. their service is fucking fucked up. I went there this afternoon and there were 3 counters in operation, and there were 3 queues of people. So i joined the counter 1 where there's only 1 customer in front, and she was already getting her order so i figured my turn would be quick. THEN, THE FUCKING AUNTIE LOOKED AT ME IN THE EYES, AND THEN MOVED OVER TO COUNTER 2 WHEN THERE'S &lt;strong&gt;ALREADY&lt;/strong&gt; AN INDIAN TEEN WAITER SERVING THE CUSOMERS. SO I FUCKING STOOD THERE AND SHE JUST IGNORED ME. HER FUCKING FUCKED BRAIN FELLOW AUNTIE WAITRESS WALKED OUT FROM THE STUPID ROOM IN THE BACK, LOOKED ME IN MY EYE, AND ALSO IGNORED ME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE BEST PART? THE &lt;strong&gt;MANAGER&lt;/strong&gt; SAW ME, THEN JUST WALKED AWAY. WHEN I WAS AT THE FRONT OF THE FREAKING COUNTER AND THERE &lt;strong&gt;ISNT'T&lt;/strong&gt; EVEN A 'CONUTER CLOSED SIGN'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THOUGHT THE INDIAN GUY WOULD HAVE MORE BRAINS, AND SEE THAT I AM STANDING THERE, RIGHT THERE IN FRONT FOR FUCK'S SAKE, AND SERVE ME. BUT HE JUST IGNORED ME AND ATTENDED TO SOME OFFICE LADY THAT JUST CAME IN FROM OUTSIDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too frustrated now to type a complain letter, but i am going to do so when i wake up later. anyone have burger king management email?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their service is fucking appalling. its disgusts me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-1241026824411509516?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/1241026824411509516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=1241026824411509516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1241026824411509516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1241026824411509516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/03/screwed.html' title='screwed.'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-4325826092094783322</id><published>2010-02-26T02:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T03:02:40.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like the loneliest person in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mamee says I should be more open-minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i wonder... what does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk along the road, thinking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking.thinking, thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nothing makes sense of my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself why i even bother to think at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because loneliness catches up with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you just wind up being lonelier than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-4325826092094783322?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/4325826092094783322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=4325826092094783322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/4325826092094783322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/4325826092094783322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/02/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-7129155269781318242</id><published>2010-02-20T01:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T01:22:21.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It doesn't get any clearer than this.</title><content type='html'>I had a yummmyylicious dinner with my girls today, and steamboat was super healthy. Full of veggies and more veggies! nothing fried.. haha&lt;br /&gt;and the best part is, THERE'S CHILLLI!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the yummy soup and chiili hanney, and to ronny for having us over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was thinking about guys. And after some animated conversation we girls decided that guys are a totally different breed of human beings. Something is just wayyy weird in their hardwire, or data storage, or whatever mechanical/technical/static term u can come up with. And i will not be sexist. I know girls have their own code and language too. Like some morse code that only we know and can decipher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess the best way to get any bloody message across is to be as BLUNT and STRAIGHT TO THE POINT as possible. A pretty different way from how i was brought up to be tactful and courteous. whatever. if it works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FOLLOWING CONTENTS BELOW ARE FROM ASKMEN.COM, AND IT IS FUCKING CLEAR.IN OTHER WORDS, IF I EVEN HAVE TO EXPLAIN THE CONTENTS TO ANYONE, YOU OUGHT TO TAKE ENGLISH LESSONS. GO BACK TO MISS TAN IN PRIMARY SCHOOL AND BUCK UP ON YOUR COMPREHENSION OR VOCAB SKILLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Women Want from Men: 50 Things She Wishes You Knew. Universal truths that all men should--but don't--understand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Saying "I love you" immediately before, during, or following sex doesn't count.&lt;br /&gt;2. Real men drive stick shift.&lt;br /&gt;3. I will leave if you lie.&lt;br /&gt;4. You are cute in raglan-sleeved T-shirts (two-toned baseball undershirts).&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm convinced I'm pregnant and obsess about it for a minimum of 24 to 48 hours before my period, even when I have no rational reason to think so.&lt;br /&gt;6. I love it when you hug me from behind and whisper in my ear.&lt;br /&gt;7. "Fine" is never an appropriate response when I ask you how I look.&lt;br /&gt;8. Most of the time when I fantasize, it's about you.&lt;br /&gt;9. I'm terrified of becoming my mother, even though I admire her.&lt;br /&gt;10. I get turned on simply seeing that I have an e-mail from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. I expect you to call me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Only rock stars are allowed to wear leather pants.&lt;br /&gt;13. I'm scared of losing my independence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. I'm more forgiving of you than I really should be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Oral sex is your get-out-of-the-doghouse-free card. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. You did something bad. I seem cool with it. I'm not. (See directly above.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If I'm not having sex with you, I'm... a.) ...having a fat day. b.) ...not feeling "connected" to you. c.) ...blackmailing you to get something I want.&lt;br /&gt;18. Shoes determine whether you're fashionable or not.&lt;br /&gt;19. I own a Debbie Gibson CD, and I'm not afraid to use it.&lt;br /&gt;20. When I compare my flabby tummy to a kangaroo pouch, say nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. A man I love plans the occasional fancy-schmancy dress-up date and impromptu weekend getaways, and he buys my favorite candy in advance when we're just going to the movies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. You look hot in hooded clothing items.&lt;br /&gt;23. You should never tell me what to do.&lt;br /&gt;24. If I slept over, you owe me breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;25. My breasts love much licking and sucking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. If you ask me out directly, I will say yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. I'm very impressed when you ask for my advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. I'm unimpressed with a man who doesn't take the lead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. When in doubt, go with the shirt that matches your eye color.&lt;br /&gt;30. I want to be Madonna.&lt;br /&gt;31. Women get urinary-tract infections easily, so watch (and wash) your fingers.&lt;br /&gt;32. I'm in heaven when you hold my hand.&lt;br /&gt;33. You're sexy when you're shaving, fixing things, wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, driving, eating a peach, holding a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. I need to hear how you feel about me. Often. Tell me now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Surprises, especially gifts for moi = more loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. I want to be the best thing that ever happened to you--and for you to recognize this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. If I'm not feeling loved, I will start looking....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38. Discussion of ex-gf's and ex-bf's should be avoided at all times.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. I like it when you tell me what you're thinking, even if you don't know yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40. Celebrating our anniversary, even if it's only been a few months, earns major bonus points.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. I love it when you're sweaty.&lt;br /&gt;42. It's best to consult your gal pals for gift ideas.&lt;br /&gt;43. A lady should always be greeted with kisses.&lt;br /&gt;44. I like porn.&lt;br /&gt;45. I love holding your bum in the palms of my hands.&lt;br /&gt;46. Even nice girls like hushed dirty talk in public.&lt;br /&gt;47. It's cheating as soon as you're doing something with her that you wouldn't want me to see, hear, read...&lt;br /&gt;48. For the record: I'd rather you break up with me than cheat.&lt;br /&gt;49. I remember everything about our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50. You should know all this and more without my telling you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-7129155269781318242?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/7129155269781318242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=7129155269781318242&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/7129155269781318242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/7129155269781318242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-doesnt-get-any-clearer-than-this.html' title='It doesn&apos;t get any clearer than this.'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-5275368699400743398</id><published>2010-02-19T06:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T06:34:59.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi everybody! the time now is 6.33am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am finally going to sleep! because i freaking stayed up the entire night to finsh a business essay. wheee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life.rox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-5275368699400743398?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/5275368699400743398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=5275368699400743398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/5275368699400743398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/5275368699400743398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/02/hi-everybody-time-now-is-6.html' title=''/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-6753216161969178824</id><published>2010-02-15T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T21:22:30.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>I was sitting in my room today, staring at the 30-page psychological review paper in Times New Roman font size 8, and thinking, why on earth am I studying on a Chinese New Year holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I have 2 tests on Thursday, and a business essay due on Friday. And then, I would need to rush home to prepare the slides for my presentation, and be ready for the group meeting in less than 24hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I only have 2 days left to study, with 10 more such articles to look through, and 2 entire textbooks to swallow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as my eyes skimmed across the tiny columns of words in the academic article and threatened to overspill overdued tears of frustration, I told myself, &lt;em&gt;suck it up girl, &lt;/em&gt; you aint got no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took a short nap after a while, admidst the heat of the afternoon, and realized what a big mistake it was. I don't know if its just me or what, but sleeping under disgustingly HOT conditions brings nightmares. So i tossed about fitfully in my sleep, and just as I felt myself drifting off to sleep, somehow, &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; just made me bolt back to reality and then i have to try to fall asleep all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that stupid cycle repeated about 4 times within an hour. I was so pissed, because i couldn't even take a simple nap. Someone up there hates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I do finally sleep, I had a freaking irritating nightmare that seemed so real. There was blood and gore in it, and weirdly enough, I could feel the pain that was inflicted on me in the nightmare. But it wasnt just the physical pain of a knife dragging across my palm and the spray of blood across my lap, but the emotional pain i felt that made me so suffocated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, or not, I jerked awake when i heard my brother's voice somewhere in the house. Thank you for having such a loud voice little bro. I was so disoriented when i woke up, my shirt soaked with sweat, and my eyes frantically searching for something. I think i was looking for a little boy whom i was protecting in my nightmare. Ha ha ha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finding the strength to drag myself out of bed, i saw a small ray of light peeking out of my curtains, and when i drew them back, i was pleasantly surprised to see a pink and blue sky dotted with little fluffy clouds.Suddenly, everything looked so..... serene. It was as though hell spat me out from its bowels and back onto earth. Mummy asked me to collect dinner from my grandma, and i was glad to find an excuse to get out of the house. Because i love the evening, and i think i really needed a nice quiet walk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just something about the setting sun and the colours of the sky that soothes the nerves. Not to mention the lovely breeze and the rustle of the leaves. Looking up at the tiny square piece of sky that is uninhibited by HDB flats is... orgasmic. Haha.. I dunno why. But it just feels that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just reminds me that tmr i will see the same thing again because life goes on( unless i die anytime btw now and then), and I have no reason to remain trapped in time, tormented by hopeless nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for my holiday! One more week! &lt;em&gt;Suck it up, girl.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-6753216161969178824?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/6753216161969178824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=6753216161969178824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/6753216161969178824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/6753216161969178824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/02/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-5187249268124795672</id><published>2010-02-10T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T01:01:52.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Literacy constipation</title><content type='html'>Gah. Havr to write a memo. By tonight. So uninspired sia. Been hearing some songs over and over again ( other than Tokio Hotel) and Leona Lewis' Happy got stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone once told me that you have to choose, What you win or lose, &lt;br /&gt;You can't have everything&lt;br /&gt;Don't you take chances, Might feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;Don't you love in vain, Cause love won't set you free&lt;br /&gt;I could stand by the side, And watch this life pass me by&lt;br /&gt;So unhappy&lt;br /&gt;But safe as could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if it hurts me?&lt;br /&gt;So what if I break down?&lt;br /&gt;So what if this world just throws me off the edge, My feet run out of ground&lt;br /&gt;I gotta find my place&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hear myself&lt;br /&gt;Don't care about all the pain in front of me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm just trying to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to week 8.. term break. and get the first air/water/space ticket out of singapore. Its so stifling here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-5187249268124795672?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/5187249268124795672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=5187249268124795672&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/5187249268124795672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/5187249268124795672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/02/literacy-constipation.html' title='Literacy constipation'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-4894270671086922487</id><published>2010-01-24T03:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T03:37:59.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PsssT!</title><content type='html'>I have a sudden obsession with German guys. Tokio Hotel being my No.1 object of obsession. Lol.. I LOVE BILL KAULITZ!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1tP-7gtYEI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KsC08niur7A/s1600-h/bill+kaulitz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1tP-7gtYEI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KsC08niur7A/s320/bill+kaulitz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430021718270632002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1tP-f72B1I/AAAAAAAAAQc/Qa6tZovg934/s1600-h/tokiohoteltokihoteltokiohotel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1tP-f72B1I/AAAAAAAAAQc/Qa6tZovg934/s320/tokiohoteltokihoteltokiohotel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430021710868252498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining today&lt;br /&gt;The blinds are shut&lt;br /&gt;It's always the same&lt;br /&gt;I tried all the games &lt;br /&gt;that they play&lt;br /&gt;But they made me insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life on tv&lt;br /&gt;It's random &lt;br /&gt;It means nothing to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing down&lt;br /&gt;What I cannot see&lt;br /&gt;Wanna wake up in a dream&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-4894270671086922487?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/4894270671086922487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=4894270671086922487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/4894270671086922487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/4894270671086922487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/01/pssst.html' title='PsssT!'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1tP-7gtYEI/AAAAAAAAAQk/KsC08niur7A/s72-c/bill+kaulitz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-8260423770854313785</id><published>2010-01-18T23:37:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T00:32:57.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy bday to me~~</title><content type='html'>IM 21!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;TWENTY-ONE.&lt;br /&gt;twenty-one.&lt;br /&gt;er shi yi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehe okie im happy because its my birthday, but not so happy because im old. &lt;br /&gt;being old is.... old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh just sprouting nonsense. hehe celebrated the first day of my 3-day birthday marathon with the closest people in my life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 1: PARTYY WITH MY GIRLS!!! at sembawang park!thanks for coming and for the presents my dear girls! had dinner at beaulieu house and drinks with hannney at a pub at night. though my drink was on fire and the straw literally melted into half, i loved it cuz of my bestest bestie. :D thanks hanney!! hahahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 2: Perhaps the only spoiler of the day was the 3 hour long econs make-up lecture in school. But prof was nice, and I had my best friends in SMU to make it a glorious morning! ( and afternoon) Thanks for the Happy Meal Vinny!! :DDD so sweet of u! &lt;br /&gt; Went to bottletree garden at Khatib in the evening with my granny, cousins and aunts and uncles. Had my favourite chilli crabs!! took the swan ride with my little cousin Joy. Lucky she didn't fall into the water while Rx and I were paddling. Else her mum is sooooo gonna kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SD7rVXYdI/AAAAAAAAAN8/TZhR2GG-suY/s1600-h/DSCF6814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SD7rVXYdI/AAAAAAAAAN8/TZhR2GG-suY/s320/DSCF6814.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428108512156148178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello peeps!! Im at bottle treeeeee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SFo_ohomI/AAAAAAAAAOE/i7NL8O6hYJQ/s1600-h/DSCF6815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SFo_ohomI/AAAAAAAAAOE/i7NL8O6hYJQ/s320/DSCF6815.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428110390210962018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am, going to tuck into my FOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SFpfAVlAI/AAAAAAAAAOM/_cWJ5TQwh3Q/s1600-h/DSCF6816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SFpfAVlAI/AAAAAAAAAOM/_cWJ5TQwh3Q/s320/DSCF6816.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428110398632334338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro and cousin. Looking good, boys~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SFpxDX_-I/AAAAAAAAAOU/JPXxf6p_TUs/s1600-h/DSCF6818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SFpxDX_-I/AAAAAAAAAOU/JPXxf6p_TUs/s320/DSCF6818.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428110403476914146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Bao's way of telling us how he feels. Feeling silly? muahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SHNyaK6YI/AAAAAAAAAOc/8oMB_qyjW-8/s1600-h/DSCF6819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SHNyaK6YI/AAAAAAAAAOc/8oMB_qyjW-8/s320/DSCF6819.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428112121827879298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms.Joy! Excited to get onto the swan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SHOQoLYCI/AAAAAAAAAOk/oCfWBErufBE/s1600-h/DSCF6825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SHOQoLYCI/AAAAAAAAAOk/oCfWBErufBE/s320/DSCF6825.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428112129939693602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon Voyage~~catch some crabs for supper guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SHPB5mG0I/AAAAAAAAAOs/4XXokw_xenE/s1600-h/DSCF6828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SHPB5mG0I/AAAAAAAAAOs/4XXokw_xenE/s320/DSCF6828.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428112143166085954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi CAKE!!! customized and delivered! whoo hoo~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SHPr1eStI/AAAAAAAAAO0/PoDsotY-0WI/s1600-h/DSCF6832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SHPr1eStI/AAAAAAAAAO0/PoDsotY-0WI/s320/DSCF6832.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428112154423085778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We look like a  complete family. Papa, Mama and a lot of kids. hmm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 3: Dinner at Angus steak house with my baobao. Our meal cost a grand total of $259.55. haha yes we are raving lunatics for spending that amount of money on dinner. But the wagyu beef was F***ING FANTASTIC!!!!! tasted a bit like bak kwa but the texture was really smooth. and the emat is sooo juicy!! blogging about it makes me drool now... slurp.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SI5PN6-WI/AAAAAAAAAO8/e0rQcMVX5-A/s1600-h/DSCF6847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SI5PN6-WI/AAAAAAAAAO8/e0rQcMVX5-A/s320/DSCF6847.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428113967807134050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: LETS GO EAT!!!!! ( Rx was lying on my bed. Apparently he waited too long for me to get ready.. hehehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SI5rIsGzI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Cc7OMONyWPA/s1600-h/DSCF6848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SI5rIsGzI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Cc7OMONyWPA/s320/DSCF6848.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428113975301380914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Why aren't u moving ah bao... Pffff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SI6bnPK7I/AAAAAAAAAPM/SDhNAn9pC_U/s1600-h/DSCF6852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SI6bnPK7I/AAAAAAAAAPM/SDhNAn9pC_U/s320/DSCF6852.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428113988314409906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rx: YAY finally on the train. That woman is crazy.. make me wait so long. Hungry sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SI66HVUdI/AAAAAAAAAPU/XYwmiC8FKjg/s1600-h/DSCF6854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SI66HVUdI/AAAAAAAAAPU/XYwmiC8FKjg/s320/DSCF6854.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428113996502094290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us: Wheeeeee! Angus Steakhouse! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SKjKkCdYI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Oud832D7_bU/s1600-h/DSCF6857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SKjKkCdYI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Oud832D7_bU/s320/DSCF6857.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428115787623855490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us:Ooooh lala cant wait for the food to arrive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SKjoGa_jI/AAAAAAAAAPk/DZAXqZOG6-U/s1600-h/DSCF6859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SKjoGa_jI/AAAAAAAAAPk/DZAXqZOG6-U/s320/DSCF6859.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428115795552697906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Cheers!! ( I hope i dun get drunk after this glass of white wine. still havent do hmk and readings lei.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SKjxOuiwI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Lks2EykXdck/s1600-h/DSCF6867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SKjxOuiwI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Lks2EykXdck/s320/DSCF6867.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428115798003452674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rx: MY $112 WAGYU BEEF. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAAHHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SKkgGY7aI/AAAAAAAAAP0/miZfxsDLtcM/s1600-h/DSCF6871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SKkgGY7aI/AAAAAAAAAP0/miZfxsDLtcM/s320/DSCF6871.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428115810584948130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Im a satisfied customer!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SLjxTcX9I/AAAAAAAAAP8/Py65Uel11oM/s1600-h/DSCF6872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SLjxTcX9I/AAAAAAAAAP8/Py65Uel11oM/s320/DSCF6872.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428116897534861266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Im sleeeeepy. But happy. cuz got prawns, salad, clam chowder, bread, beef, mango sorbet and white wine in my stomach!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SLkc3w9pI/AAAAAAAAAQE/6jYwCi2TlpY/s1600-h/DSCF6874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SLkc3w9pI/AAAAAAAAAQE/6jYwCi2TlpY/s320/DSCF6874.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428116909229930130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rx: NAH IM NOT SLEEPY... The beef is so YUMMY!!!!! YUUUUUMMMMMYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SM4JsnOVI/AAAAAAAAAQU/sfjF8FhpuzY/s1600-h/DSCF6877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SM4JsnOVI/AAAAAAAAAQU/sfjF8FhpuzY/s320/DSCF6877.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428118347191892306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rx: Bye bye nini! im going home! Happy Birthday!!! muacks =3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-8260423770854313785?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/8260423770854313785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=8260423770854313785&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/8260423770854313785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/8260423770854313785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-bday-to-me.html' title='happy bday to me~~'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S1SD7rVXYdI/AAAAAAAAAN8/TZhR2GG-suY/s72-c/DSCF6814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-3879673201546758049</id><published>2010-01-09T03:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T03:26:34.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Squid...</title><content type='html'>Im having the tummy aches.. after some weird stuff I ate today with ah bao. Went to old woodlands checkpoint and we ordered bbq squid. Other that the usual squid parts, we saw some gooey slimy white substance and then the store lady told us it was squid eggs. -.- i was like, wth???!!! anyway ah bao wanted to try it. So we each took a mouth, and it tasted so disgusting, that white cold slimy runny substance!!! Had to gulp down sugar cane to wash off the fishy squid taste. ewwwwwww. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never.ever.gonna.try.squid.eggs.again.ever.everrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt; my tummy feels weird.. i hope i'll be able to poo it out tmr morning. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had chomp chomp with the girls yesterday! we had lots of food, though they weren't fantastic or worth travelling all the way down from woodlands. oh well,for the experience.  I was so sleepy during dinner, cuz my day started at 615am from the time i wake up and then non-stop lessons till 315pm. Ekkk. At least i have a pretty good-looking German prof for my morning class. hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent my bday ecards to my girls! hope they like it.. and i freaking hope i wun have any more mosquito bites on that night. Just kena bitten by 2 F-ing bloodsuckers in school. I HATE THEM. THEY MAKE ME ITCH AND MISERABLE AND I CANT WEAR SHORTS. if only i have some mosquito repellent agent or chemical in my blood. screw u mosquitos!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-3879673201546758049?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/3879673201546758049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=3879673201546758049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3879673201546758049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3879673201546758049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/01/squid.html' title='Squid...'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-903332077983509878</id><published>2010-01-06T01:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T01:28:03.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First get-together of the year</title><content type='html'>Wheee! Had steamboat dinner at mel's house today! other than the usual veggies and meat in the soup, we girls made, yes MADE ice cream using mel's ice cream maker! &lt;br /&gt;It was super coool!! Just by using milk, cream, egg yolks and vanilla essence, a big bowl of ice cream can be created! And it tasted yummy too, like McFlurry. Lol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had chocolate fondue too, with mashmallows and kiwi and strawberries. Mel's kitchen is amazing; she has all the equipment u need to make appetizer, main course and dessert! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel gave me this bag of cosmetics and make up kit!! Thanks mel!! you are so generous la... this bag is like those all-in-one kit, so many things! haha.. loves loves :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S0N2bRMeFfI/AAAAAAAAAN0/0NEvRh9YRrQ/s1600-h/make+up_mel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S0N2bRMeFfI/AAAAAAAAAN0/0NEvRh9YRrQ/s320/make+up_mel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423308587128460786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S0N2a_dQkZI/AAAAAAAAANs/CZ0gXjlnRz4/s1600-h/eye+shadow_mel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S0N2a_dQkZI/AAAAAAAAANs/CZ0gXjlnRz4/s320/eye+shadow_mel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423308582367039890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We girls had our nails done, courtesy of mel, and now i have nice pinky nails !hehehee.. and our usual gossiping and (bitching) at the dinner table.. talked somemore with yifang and bix on the train home and had a hilarious time thinking about possible bday venues for her 21st bday. yi fang suggested on the smrt train, or al fresco on a lorry -.- lol.. i told her she can have it at her house void deck. windy and totally cheap. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I have to go to school tmr at 7pm for project meeting!!!!!! AHHHH..... and its only week 1 of school. uni life sux. pfff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-903332077983509878?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/903332077983509878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=903332077983509878&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/903332077983509878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/903332077983509878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-get-together-of-year.html' title='First get-together of the year'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/S0N2bRMeFfI/AAAAAAAAAN0/0NEvRh9YRrQ/s72-c/make+up_mel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-4182995420494740000</id><published>2010-01-02T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T01:31:11.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye 2009!</title><content type='html'>Sobs. its the first day of 2010 yet I dont feel so eager about welcoming the new year. I haven't got over the holiday mood.. and school starts in 2 days' time. Darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah bao and I travelled alot this december. First to Fujian for 9 days under painfully cold weather and then 6 hours upon returning at Changi airport, we are hoisted off to Malacca to enjoy the sweltering hot weather and bug-infested chendol. Sounds bad but its actually all quite enjoyable.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fujian is wayyy nicer then i thought! The toilets aren't as scary nor doorless (save for the ones high up in the mountains) abd the people there speak ENGLISH. We found out about this amazing ( GASP!) fact when we ordered MacDonald from the hotel. And guess what, Xiamen's MacDonalds beats Spore! their service is so much better, and the McSpicy was yummilicious! So we ordered Mac, TWICE during our 9 day stay and KFC once. I know it must be weird to order fast food during a tour but we were just so sick of the food after a while. Why? Cuz breakfast is always the same cold, oily youtiao and mantou, and some weird looking stuff that passes off as vegetables. Lunch and dinner are 10 course meals, and each meal die die will have prawns, fish, pork belly/thigh/blood, etc etc, 2 types of veggies, 2 types of soup, noodles and some another random dishes. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate 3 bowls of rice for each meal. Plus 2 bowls of noodles.Though it made me bloated sometimes, I think i will feel worse for wasting food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fun thing about China is that we get to play with firecrackers and all sorts of forbidden gunpowder-related items. At one of the hotels we stayed at, the hotel admin allocated a space in their flower garden for our tour group to set off fireworks and firecrackers. Yup folks, we set off &lt;em&gt;fireworks&lt;/em&gt; aka the ones u see on national day, but on a smaller scale of course. The sound of the fireworks were so deafening, i got a shock when the first one shoot out into the sky and exploded JUST ABOVE MY HEAD. then little flakes of fiery dunno-what will start falling back to the ground and some settled on my head so i was so panicky like some headless chicken. Ah xiang was so fascinated, he stood there and i had to drag him away from the falling fiery flakes. -.- lol.. but the whole fireworks display was cool! especially when there's nothing else in the night sky that obstructs the view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were lots of climbing.. and lots of hotel-switching too. We stayed in about 6 different hotels during our 9 day trip. On the 3rd day we took a domestic flight to a mountainous region and the &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; attraction there was the mountains. So, i did more climbing i ever did in my life, climbing all the way to the top of the mountain. As u know, the mountain in China can be 10 times as high as our Bt Timah hill. So i huffed and puffed as I scaled the steps that are so steep, its like climbing a ladder rather then stairs. Not to mention that the temperature was constantly around 5-10 degrees celsius and my hands felt as though they are plunged in ice water ALL the time. Nonetheless, im so proud of myself for scaling the mountain!! hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited Ah xiang's ancestor's village too, right at the top of another tall mountain. I wonder how his ancestors managed to walk down the mountain, or even hear of Singapore when they are soooooo isolated up there. The Liang village was nice and quaint, and the villagers were all very friendly! We saw his little baby nephew too, and he's sooo cute!!!!!! And i think he has the potential to be a woman-killer when he grows up, cuz his features are so beautiful!  hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO many other stuff that we saw too, but im just too lazy to type. haha. Check out the pics on facebook! http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=131914&amp;id=507163509&amp;saved#/album.php?aid=131914&amp;id=507163509&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-4182995420494740000?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/4182995420494740000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=4182995420494740000&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/4182995420494740000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/4182995420494740000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2010/01/bye-2009.html' title='Bye 2009!'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-8629020481832258821</id><published>2009-12-06T14:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T15:03:16.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOilidayyyyyyyy</title><content type='html'>EXAMS ARE FINALLY OVERRRRRRRRRRRRR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHHEE So happy!!! (^_^) no more books to stare at! &lt;br /&gt;Been going out quite a lot after the exams!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilled with my bestie hanney yesterday at The Cathay!! FINALLY I GET TO SEE U MY HONEY! AFTER 3 MONTHS! LOL.. And im so proud of her! She fetched me to and from home!In her car!!! Sobs sobs.. hanney zhang da le.. And your driving skills are GOOD!! compared to the last time u went over the kerb hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Chen jie's party on friday night with ah xiang! The place was nice, and each of us had a drink, all fully sponsered by Mr.Chen Jie himself!! WHOOTS!! And the guys were hilarious.. I feel bad for what I did to Sherwyn though :( So sorrrryy dude!!!! :(( hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/SxtXF0AYT5I/AAAAAAAAANk/GBJk0RIOMR0/s1600-h/cj+party+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/SxtXF0AYT5I/AAAAAAAAANk/GBJk0RIOMR0/s320/cj+party+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412015134586982290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/SxtXFm9TofI/AAAAAAAAANc/dl37gfiqUjg/s1600-h/cj+party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/SxtXFm9TofI/AAAAAAAAANc/dl37gfiqUjg/s320/cj+party.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412015131084431858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna start packing the house and throw out some junk ( hopefully).. But i feel so lazy. Xiang asked me to go swim but i feel like sleeping. :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-8629020481832258821?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/8629020481832258821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=8629020481832258821&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/8629020481832258821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/8629020481832258821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/12/hoilidayyyyyyyy.html' title='HOilidayyyyyyyy'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/SxtXF0AYT5I/AAAAAAAAANk/GBJk0RIOMR0/s72-c/cj+party+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-7910462860118961346</id><published>2009-11-27T15:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T16:42:19.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week to go!!</title><content type='html'>YEeeHAaa.. just one more week to go before i can FLY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying is so tiring. Especially if it just involves plain memorizing. I hope I can get an A!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of all the stress from exams.. we must find ways to relax. HEHE. and this means spending money.. because I'll go on a shoppping spree~~ John little having a 20% discount on all products!! muahahahaha.. I think i added to xiang's stress when i smsed him and told him about this sale. hehehehe.. cuz he has to physicallly restrain me from loading my basket with all sorts of products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am one shopper who actually needs a shopping BASKET for cosmetics and facial products. &gt;.&lt; hehehehehehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. other than pulling me away from the make up counters and cupping me eyes with his big hands to stop me from looking at the make up stuff ( I feel like a horse with blinders boohoo) he is my walking calculator too. muahahaha.. girls, guys are useful to be around when you are shopping! helps you calculate which brand is cheapest after all the discounts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's what I bought yesterday!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sw-JxX2OCOI/AAAAAAAAAMk/LWmbMtiI7ZY/s1600/make+up+products.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sw-JxX2OCOI/AAAAAAAAAMk/LWmbMtiI7ZY/s320/make+up+products.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408693158803278050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought some other make up tools too.. and so i spent a grand total of nearly $100 yesterday.&gt;.&lt; felt ecstatic and sad at the same time. parted with the money I would have earned this Sunday when I finish with my ambassador work. Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's some random pics from my phone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiang with a nose mask i did for him. hehe he looks like some tribesmen &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sw-JyJYcwOI/AAAAAAAAAM0/3Fr0iDWVEWo/s1600/xiang+nose+mask.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sw-JyJYcwOI/AAAAAAAAAM0/3Fr0iDWVEWo/s320/xiang+nose+mask.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408693172100186338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with false eyelashes. Sick of studying and decided to play around and i think my eyes look disproportional to my face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sw-JxvB5A8I/AAAAAAAAAMs/S4EulrsKRTc/s1600/me+big+eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sw-JxvB5A8I/AAAAAAAAAMs/S4EulrsKRTc/s320/me+big+eyes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408693165026247618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.. guess what? Read in my social psychology textbook that apparently, girls with HUGE eyes ( like THIS) small noses and small mouths are perceived as the most attractive. Like anime characters. READ: unreal/alien/genetic mutation/in your dreams &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cute doggie at the AVA dog roadshow I was helping out at West Coast. There were so many doggies there! like schnauzers, shih tzus, poodles, malteses and a great dane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sw-Jwz9b8pI/AAAAAAAAAMc/exb8a43CFgA/s1600/doggie!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sw-Jwz9b8pI/AAAAAAAAAMc/exb8a43CFgA/s320/doggie!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408693149169873554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great dane is rare in Singapore because of its size (Its around 1.2 metres when all 4 paws are on the ground, whereas a typical schnauzer is about 30cm tall, so you can imagine how big it is). Here's how it looks like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sw-PmCGnbPI/AAAAAAAAANU/V_f2EPajI0I/s1600/great+dane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sw-PmCGnbPI/AAAAAAAAANU/V_f2EPajI0I/s320/great+dane.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408699561057676530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are pics of my dear Gigi!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sw-NGtm5gsI/AAAAAAAAAM8/DulcLuSGQmc/s1600/dozing+in+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sw-NGtm5gsI/AAAAAAAAAM8/DulcLuSGQmc/s320/dozing+in+house.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408696823956734658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sw-NHZErWQI/AAAAAAAAANM/cfkdEJIbTAI/s1600/on+wheel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sw-NHZErWQI/AAAAAAAAANM/cfkdEJIbTAI/s320/on+wheel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408696835624360194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sw-NG7gtTLI/AAAAAAAAANE/y5tZ5HWGX1I/s1600/dozing+in+house2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sw-NG7gtTLI/AAAAAAAAANE/y5tZ5HWGX1I/s320/dozing+in+house2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408696827688864946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-7910462860118961346?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/7910462860118961346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=7910462860118961346&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/7910462860118961346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/7910462860118961346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-week-to-go.html' title='Another week to go!!'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sw-JxX2OCOI/AAAAAAAAAMk/LWmbMtiI7ZY/s72-c/make+up+products.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-7510145152060782890</id><published>2009-11-21T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T19:27:02.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study study study</title><content type='html'>Its the season to be studious! exams in a week.. ahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and xiang bear are having a study camp at my place! so far so good, managed to have some work done though that boy keeps playing runescape at every avaliable chance. -.- we watched barbie and the 3 musketeers this morning and barbie being barbie, 'is like, oh, soooo totally!' bimbotic. she's so bimbotic, its almost funny cuz here we have her and 3 other ditsy dolls in pinks and purples fighting off some evil people to save the prince. As if that can even be remotely possible. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had snowy flakes with milk for breakfast!! yum.. going to granny house for dinner later. I bet my cousins are dying to play with ruixiang gor-gor.. since he volunteers to be the horse or superman most of the time. Kids like that. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched paranormal activity yesterday, and 2012 on its opening day. both movies were good, but the paranormal activity one was.. SUPER BORING at the beginning. I dozed off on xiang's lap halfway cuz it was so.slow.moving.and.monotonous. plus the camera kept moving here and there and i just had a big bowl of fish noodles so i think i will puke if i look at the screen for more then 3 mins in a row. Ackkk.. but luckily we brought along a blanket. Yes dears, we brought a blanket into the cinema.... because &lt;br /&gt;a)Cathay cinema at causeway is damn cold, it almost made me urine ice-blended pee, especially during the 2012 scenes when the poor dudes were caught in the storm and all. So i learnt my lesson and brought a blanket for the next show. and&lt;br /&gt;b)We honestly thought paranormal activity would be scary. as said in the papers. darn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, i hope to finish studying soon... i wanna play!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-7510145152060782890?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/7510145152060782890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=7510145152060782890&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/7510145152060782890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/7510145152060782890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/11/study-study-study.html' title='Study study study'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-99787392159475292</id><published>2009-11-07T02:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T02:59:56.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>late night madness</title><content type='html'>I am so exhausted from all the projects that my dear friend-Mr Flu Bug has come to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And his visit is preceded by a series of disgustingly disgusting bugs on my lappy. Just killed some beatle thingy that landed on the keyboard.. and the oily, bigger beatle that i captured yesterday is still alive in its bottle. Dammit. I thought it wouldn't last that long.. especially since I twisted and amputated one of its leg yesterday night. To hell with all bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. 3am.4am.5am. I wonder when i can sleeeeeepppppppp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thanks all you guys and girls who have been jiayou-ing me all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; My fav group mates from social psychology class! You guys make my day in school! I love you mi! haha sounds so les &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don Buri and Mi and Mee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/SvRxQ4opSUI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ByfztL7Ee8k/s1600-h/Ds+%26+mi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/SvRxQ4opSUI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ByfztL7Ee8k/s320/Ds+%26+mi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401066388018776386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore, Vietnam, Laos &amp; China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/SvRxRELRENI/AAAAAAAAAL8/M-u2sQSheSs/s1600-h/s.psych+group+pic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/SvRxRELRENI/AAAAAAAAAL8/M-u2sQSheSs/s320/s.psych+group+pic2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401066391116779730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Jiahui and my CAT group members, who are working feverishly on the excel model. We have version 12 to date.. &gt;.&lt; Thanks for all the effort you guys put in.. I know I have been slacking for this project!!! And especially to Yen Chin and Yik ka who created and done all the amazing macros and pivot tables!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Dominic, who seem to appear at strange hours and talk about damn random stuff. haha.. keeps me awake.. thanks man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Hanney, who is suffering( a worse fate? haha) in office and school. we are so fucked by work my dear. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; My bao bao! Who have to put up with my eccentric behaviour and sudden outbursts. and impulsive shopping( retail therapy eh) where he insists on paying.. I feel so bad. =( sigh.. Lets work hard squidy! for As and A+++s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/SvRxRxBcnJI/AAAAAAAAAMU/q2uebWE3aWI/s1600-h/Picture+0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/SvRxRxBcnJI/AAAAAAAAAMU/q2uebWE3aWI/s320/Picture+0033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401066403155188882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/SvRxRnunsAI/AAAAAAAAAMM/gGnCgYmbCyU/s1600-h/Picture+0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/SvRxRnunsAI/AAAAAAAAAMM/gGnCgYmbCyU/s320/Picture+0010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401066400660303874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/SvRxRRaFVYI/AAAAAAAAAME/azQdvQFrT2o/s1600-h/Picture+0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/SvRxRRaFVYI/AAAAAAAAAME/azQdvQFrT2o/s320/Picture+0009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401066394668586370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is called being bored on the train. With nothing to do and 2 very stretchable faces. I hope we don't become like Jim Carrey.. skin gonna sag sia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-99787392159475292?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/99787392159475292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=99787392159475292&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/99787392159475292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/99787392159475292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/11/late-night-madness.html' title='late night madness'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/SvRxQ4opSUI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ByfztL7Ee8k/s72-c/Ds+%26+mi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-4950786271159221752</id><published>2009-11-01T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T01:01:42.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 more month to go!</title><content type='html'>I had a nightmare. I dreamt a tsunami happened and I was running away. Running, running.. all I remembered was how exhausting it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I woke up exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the dream goddess is hinting to me that some tsunami is about to hit daphne land. Tsunami of projects i guess. Its depressing how these darn projects suddenly surge and race towards you. Next thing u know, kaBOOMZ! you kena hit and you drown and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUt then again, we all pray like siao that we will not die even thought the chances of surviving are slim unless you so heng, the Gods smile upon you and give you a pole to hang on to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as we all know, the pole never materializes, not even a sampan for you to crawl into. Thats how cruel this project tsunami is. You not fast enough, you dieeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs 7-11.30pm: Statistics meeting with my dear Chun fei and Sikan.&lt;br /&gt;- Went gaga with chun fei when we saw a rat running towards the bin at Subway. We thought the rat was cute. Sikan thought we were bonkers.&lt;br /&gt;- Threatened to whack Sikan if he still dun come up with the right solution to Qn 7c by 11.15pm.( He gave us 3 wrong answers within 10 mins. And yes, we expected him to give us the answer to Qn 7c. Cuz we let him copy our answers from Qns 1 to 10.)&lt;br /&gt;- Made him go home and fins the right answer. Left school at 1130pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 5-10.30pm: Social Psychology Meeting aka International Friendship Day&lt;br /&gt;Group members:&lt;br /&gt;Troung Van Mi, the cutest girl form Vietnam!&lt;br /&gt;Somsy aka Robert, the Laos-Thai-Vietnamese linguist &lt;br /&gt;Ripeng, the best singer from Hangzhou of 'One Night in Beijing'&lt;br /&gt;Viji, the accountant that will do the Indians proud&lt;br /&gt;Don, the crazy Korean fanatic&lt;br /&gt;Daph, the gooon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was having much fun in the project room doing our project and listening to 'the moon represent my heart'. Robert's all time favourite. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;I think this is the only group where communication is the best, despite the different accents flying in the air. Great gang to hang out with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 2-6pm: Computer as an Analysis Tool Meeting. damn stressed.&lt;br /&gt;Tension sia. Presentation on Monday and we are like.. 50% completed only?&lt;br /&gt;gonna continue part 2 of this meeting tmr. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-4950786271159221752?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/4950786271159221752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=4950786271159221752&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/4950786271159221752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/4950786271159221752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/11/1-more-month-to-go.html' title='1 more month to go!'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-1981566354485568621</id><published>2009-10-20T02:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T02:47:51.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its going to be a long month. :S</title><content type='html'>Im so tired now. Project work is piling up, tuition is starting.. assignments are coming in fast and furious.. or rather fast, lethal and a hell lot of fury. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im starting to have pimple outbreak man.. all the stress. Sometimes i really wish i can just die early.Oh, but a painless death is preferred, if there is a death angel out there seeking recruits. &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baobao fetched me from school today after a long exhausting day starting from 6.30am till 645pm. We had Manhattan Fish Market's platter for 2 for dinner and it was SUPER YUMMY.. i lurvvveee the prawns!!! poor ah bao ate until he inflated like a balloon.. i was worried he might just explode. BOOMZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gigi bit me today. =( I was arranging her toilet rolls aka sleeping holes when she suddenly pause, run forward and bit into my finger. I was damn shocked and she still SUNK her teeth into my flesh and refuse to let go. Am i that yummy? hai.. and so i accidentally flung her against the cardborad in fright and now she's hidng under somewhere i her villa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is sad. =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sty0ELwO1lI/AAAAAAAAALs/QgpZMb0bB54/s1600-h/Food+bowl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sty0ELwO1lI/AAAAAAAAALs/QgpZMb0bB54/s320/Food+bowl2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394384437650576978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sty0DZqqE0I/AAAAAAAAALk/hSTQstQYbw0/s1600-h/Fatty2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sty0DZqqE0I/AAAAAAAAALk/hSTQstQYbw0/s320/Fatty2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394384424205423426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sty0CwvxBXI/AAAAAAAAALc/MieVC4_0Muk/s1600-h/Ooh!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sty0CwvxBXI/AAAAAAAAALc/MieVC4_0Muk/s320/Ooh!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394384413220996466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-1981566354485568621?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/1981566354485568621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=1981566354485568621&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1981566354485568621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1981566354485568621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-going-to-be-long-month-s.html' title='its going to be a long month. :S'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sty0ELwO1lI/AAAAAAAAALs/QgpZMb0bB54/s72-c/Food+bowl2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-7942496940741791841</id><published>2009-10-11T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T23:06:12.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Squido Ducko</title><content type='html'>We are STRESSED because of school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are as dead as we are alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join us! and lets form a zombie party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this.is.called.going.NUTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I can't wait for my school term to end! and then i can go for my holiday trip with ah bao and wear all the nice furry stuff i have stashed at the back of my cupboard. Ladidum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for all these sporadic nonsensical posts people.. daffy is in a disoriented state of mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUCK MEAT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-7942496940741791841?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/7942496940741791841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=7942496940741791841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/7942496940741791841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/7942496940741791841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/10/squido-ducko.html' title='Squido Ducko'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-8455010518568436567</id><published>2009-09-20T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T22:45:17.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzzz</title><content type='html'>im so bored. supposed to be doing some work... ok, a LOT of work.... but just can;t seem to find the motivation.  =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its 10.43pm!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went downstairs to play with bubbles.. and i just found out today that its a she &gt;.&lt; she's soooo cute.. and its just so nice to go downstiars every once in a while and have her purring next to me. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh please oh please someone motivate me.. urghh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-8455010518568436567?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/8455010518568436567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=8455010518568436567&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/8455010518568436567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/8455010518568436567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/09/zzzz.html' title='zzzz'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-7114062724548194410</id><published>2009-09-18T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T23:58:01.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mid terms season</title><content type='html'>baleelabooo.. I HATE EXAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it doesn't rely heavily on memorizing... hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a busy busy week.. Ah xiang has insurance day on Wednesdays and I dropped off at Sembawang to wait for him to knock off from work. And so i spent about 2 hours idling.. and walking around Sun Plaza, fighting off the temptation to buy ANY cosmetics. gosh, the fragrance at SaSa was so nice smelling.. I think i will have have the Escada fragrance for christmas. lol.. but i have yet to try the other nice ones. And so i was stuck at Sasa.. until I saw some bald head. haha no prize for guessing who...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for recess week. Dreaming of all the stuff i can do... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been feeding a fat cutsey cat at my void deck the past few days. Its really adorable cuz it will sit at the benches near the letter boxes and when I alight form the bus and walk toward him , he will bounce off the bench and follow me into the lift. Too bad I can't let him into my house.=( Ah bao and I call it Bubbles, cuz he's soooo round and fat like a round and fat bubble. HA! what a bimbotic sense of reasoning.. hehehehehe &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get to see bubbles tonight..I think its cuz of all the incense papers that are burnt and the ashes flying in the air. Probably scared him off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gigi's acting strange too. I think she's starting to smell weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-7114062724548194410?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/7114062724548194410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=7114062724548194410&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/7114062724548194410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/7114062724548194410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/09/mid-terms-season.html' title='mid terms season'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-1180892820162642327</id><published>2009-09-12T02:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T02:12:52.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REDS SUPPORTER</title><content type='html'>I should be paid for helping reds ( the hair salon) promote their stuff. &gt;.&lt; Brought ah bao there for a hair cut on monday and I just brought my dear brother there today. NIck liked his hunky hairdreser though. thought he seemed a lttle gay. muahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I miss my long hair. grow, hair, grow.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be a loooong day tmr. SPCA sales in the early afternoon, homework and then a loooong party at night. I need more sleep. its mentally draining having to study and travel so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGGGHH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-1180892820162642327?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/1180892820162642327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=1180892820162642327&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1180892820162642327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1180892820162642327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/09/reds-supporter.html' title='REDS SUPPORTER'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-1243596387941130736</id><published>2009-09-04T02:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T02:35:53.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we're BUSY!!!</title><content type='html'>buhwheeeee.. its early in the morning.. 2.30am?? heh. since school started my avg.slping time is between 2-4am. sigh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a yummilicious abalone+scallop+roasted duck lunch last week at bedok! ah bao was so sad that he had to shit the contents out. eventually. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to do, so many projects to attend to, so little time.... like duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But im happy me and baobao get to spend some time together! doing 300+ physics questions and me doing 3 statistics questions. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baobao....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile like Mr.Bean&lt;br /&gt;Fall out of bed, sing like a squid&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy in my head, spin like a crab&lt;br /&gt;Horny on a Sunday night&lt;br /&gt;You make me dance like a pig&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shine like fries, buzz like a buhwheeeee&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild wow wow&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, you make me smile~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TaIpdMZN3E0&amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TaIpdMZN3E0&amp;feature=related &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-1243596387941130736?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/1243596387941130736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=1243596387941130736&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1243596387941130736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1243596387941130736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/09/were-busy.html' title='we&apos;re BUSY!!!'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-6165677626145920647</id><published>2009-08-30T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T00:01:52.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st</title><content type='html'>Just went yuqian's 21st party and as usual, has a talk cock session there. See all the people around me mostly grow up liao then i began to feel *******...i donno how to describe the feeling, maybe its just emo that sooner or later we'll be into our own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't you once thought that maybe life doesn't seem like that(from you are born until you finish uni)??&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we ought to take a step back and look at what is life really all about..maybe not about the books, maybe not about the results, maybe not about the friends you have..maybe its just a process in which everyone will go through eventually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOD FOR THOUGHT HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah bao,hope you're having fun with EXCEL after yesterday's mini crash course with me wahahahah =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-6165677626145920647?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/6165677626145920647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=6165677626145920647&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/6165677626145920647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/6165677626145920647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/08/21st.html' title='21st'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-3683297142320512329</id><published>2009-08-25T01:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T01:59:57.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE EXCEL I HATE EXCEL I HATE EXCEL I HATE EXCEL</title><content type='html'>=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a bad start to week 2 of school.. i have to take computer as an analysis tool as a class and it bloody sucks. cuz i can't understand a shit that the prof says. Its like, attending a class on the greek languauge and the teacher speaks Greek in an attempt to teach you greek. In other words, YOU WON'T BLOODY UNDERSTAND A SINGLE WORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=( =( Im sooooooooooooooooo screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. at least the other classes were fun.. like my social pyschology and cognitive pysch class. Something that i understand.. haha. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, met hanney for dinner tonight and im glad we did. she really knows how to make me laugh.. haha.. we managed to scare ourselves during dinner, cuz we were wondering why it seemed to rain more now that it is the 7th month ( hungry ghost festival). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: " hmm.. remember the show constantine? you' know, like how water is a medium or something......?"&lt;br /&gt;Hanney: * thinks deeply while the noodle strands she picked up from the bowl slowly slides off her chopsticks back to the bowl*&lt;br /&gt;        " hmmm yeah hor... cuz water is like some portal to the other world...."&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Hanney: * thinks about the rainy weather and how we both need to walk home in the dark later*  O.o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we both started to creep out. Cuz earlier on, her coin pouch mysteriously disappeared. The weird thing was, she was holding it in her hands and then after walking 1 metre ( or 15 secs, max) she realised the pouch was no longer in her hands. There was a tissue paper in its place instead. HAHAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just taught her how to fold a paper box over the phone. First time i ever hear of someone learning origami over the phone successfully. hAHHAA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i shall go back to studying. I wanna die. I hate Excel. I hate It.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-3683297142320512329?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/3683297142320512329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=3683297142320512329&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3683297142320512329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3683297142320512329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hate-excel-i-hate-excel-i-hate-excel.html' title='I HATE EXCEL I HATE EXCEL I HATE EXCEL I HATE EXCEL'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-7953139324846176851</id><published>2009-08-18T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T00:08:26.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XiangNi back to school!</title><content type='html'>the title says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning sickness ( READ: sick of getting up in the morning). check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;severe holiday withdrawal symptoms. ( such as the capability to feel &lt;em&gt;homesick&lt;/em&gt; with immediate effect starting from the second you wake up on Monday) check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lecturephobia.check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of being the only student enrolled even as MRT/busloads of people flood into class/lecture rooms. cuz u ain't made any friends yet this term. check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=( sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to NTU with ah bao today.. And I really appreciate the aircon and lifts and escalators and flat ground ( I.e. lack of fanciful hills and mini-mountains to climb) in SMU. Gosh.. coupled with the weather these days... Epps!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did my first school sales today! the pri kids are like, towering over me. and im 1.64m ( not &lt;strong&gt;too&lt;/strong&gt; short i think) i wonder what kind of food they eat.. anyway i get really funny questions from the kids. I have a table full of merchandise such as stickers, badges, notepads, posters etc, all with the SPCA logo and then this 1 little girl came up to me and asked, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you sell dog food?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.................?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and ah bao went to the doctor together in the evening, cuz we've both been having this dreadful cough since 2 weeks ago. As we sat in the clinic, I realised that this is the 3rd time that the 2 of us are going to see the doc together for the same symptoms. The doc must be thinking we're siblings are something. Me and xiang came up with this theory that 1 of us got sick first, then passed the germs to the other. As the 1st one got better after some home remedy, the 2nd started to fall ill, so passed the germs back to the 1st.So the 1st starts to fall ill again, then pass more germs to the 2nd. and the cycle continues on and on and on. hahaha.. at this rate i think we're BOTH NEVERRRR gonna get cured. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. have to bid for classes AGAIN. im so sick of the darn bloody system. GRRRR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-7953139324846176851?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/7953139324846176851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=7953139324846176851&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/7953139324846176851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/7953139324846176851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/08/xiangni-back-to-school.html' title='XiangNi back to school!'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-3160932360812677055</id><published>2009-08-12T02:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T03:39:15.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>squishy poo</title><content type='html'>sigh. yup its been ages since i last posted.haven't been a delightful mood.. so couldn't find the energy to write much about emo stuff. The two nice events that happened was the BBQ at bixiu's house with the girls and rx and the National day dinner with my girls. BBQ at bix's condo was pretty fun, cuz we had tonnes of food and a whole bottle of chivas! Han mixed a few cups for me and i think chivas with sprite tastes the best. HAHA.. we also tried it with zappel, coke.. too bad there wasn't sweetned green tea. Lol.. during Indian poker, me and rx were sabo-ed and had to start the fire as forfeit.. grrrrr... but it was nice sitting next to my baobao fanning and getting dirtied by those darn charcoal pieces =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Day dinner with the girls was a mixed feelings affair.It was a damnn damnnn tense dinner cuz everyone was not in a good moood.Firstly, it was meant to be a birthday dinner for the birthday girl but surprise surprise! the birthday girl didn't turn up. -.- And the reason was 'i can't make it', then became her grandfather passed out.on friday. soo... on sunday still passed out? and what pissed veron off was that this girl have never reallyy been close with her family, so the grandfather one is pretty much an excuse. We dun know for sure what the REAL reason is, and the birthday girl made no effort to explain or even sound apologectic. ah wells. she has declined like 90% of alllll our outings so some of us have officially cast her out from our group and all future outings. which is a sad thing, really, cuz that girl have no idea what a terrible mistake she's making. to the birthday girl: if you are reading this, we're not going to hate you or anything. we are disappointed, cuz our friendship goes back 7 years. Don't make the same mistake i made last time, cuz your friends, especially the girls who grew up with you, are all you have if anything goes wrong-a break up, stress, issues, anything. I think you should apologize to bixiu especailly, becuz she took the pains to organize this birthday-party-without-the-birthday-girl-present. On a side note, becuz u failed to turn up for whatever reason, her parents forbid her from coming to this outing which SHE PLANNED cuz they didn't see the need for her to attend. She deserves an apology, and it would have been very nice if she had been able to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't hate you, but we sincerely hope you take a serious note of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls and I managed to have some laughs and fun though, during dessert at Ben &amp; Jerry's. Ordered the merlion( trust me, the ice cream looked nothing like the fishy lion) and had a night of sinful indulgence. Ice cream, brownies and chocolate bits!! sat at Macs to talk.. though a great deal of time is spent on hair topics. hahaha.. melissa our beauty consultant was telling us about this shampoo.. and yi fang became soo bent on getting it, she continued talking about it on the train. hahahahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, I was in a pretty foul mood too on Sunday cuz someone very close to me failed to turn up for dinner as well. Its just very very disapointing, when you made a date with someone and that person fails to materialize.For you guys, its like buying tickets to see liverpool, chelsea, man U etc etc and then on the day of the match, some player made a fuss( i dunno wad kind) and thematch got cancelled. Just when u are decked in the lovely jersey you saved up for, and with the banners and flags etc. That initial feeling of euphoria is just..... destroyed.Gone. and in its place you get a field of disappointment. For girls, im sure you know what i mean. Its like your crush agreed to meet you but on that day, didn't msg to affirm he's coming.worse still, as you assure yourself that he would NOT forget, thinking he's probably just busy or something, he suddenly became uncontactable.As the minute ticks past and its nearing meeting time, you look at your phone anxiously every 5 mins and wonder why is it that you get a black, blank screen instead of the much-awaited message. You think,' he'll not disappoint me, i just know he won't.' and then wait with renewed confidence for your one-and-only love to turn up. Your confidence strips away, bit.by.bit.by.bit. as every face in the crowd is a total stranger, and the realization that he has stood u up slowly creeps in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, everyone has his reasons for right?  And the reason being that he didn't know he would be this late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if its just poor planning or time management, or some deeper issue.A friend of mine told me that when 2 pple get comfortble with each other, they tend to take things for granted. &lt;br /&gt;And that is one slippery path down towards misery and heartbreak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEll.. i hope we all learnt something from it. It would really break my heart and tear my soul if i ever had to end a relationship with someone i love so much, so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-3160932360812677055?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/3160932360812677055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=3160932360812677055&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3160932360812677055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/3160932360812677055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/08/squishy-poo.html' title='squishy poo'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-2366596240791550407</id><published>2009-08-10T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T10:55:14.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>buh...</title><content type='html'>it seems like we've had fewer entries this few weeks =(&lt;br /&gt;anyway so yesterday i went for some mad sports day LOL soccer in the morning, sunburn liao go for cycling at east coast in the evening..&lt;br /&gt;am supposed to meet up with daphne and her clique for a dinner session at orchard area but i'm still on the bike and can't get out in time..the lousy pitstop is so freaking far away, i tot got more along the way,seems like i shldn't try that again ba&lt;br /&gt;anyway school's starting and i guess the real test to our relationship is going to jump in....&lt;br /&gt;i hope i'll manage my time well and be able to still spend every moment with daphne..cheer up gal,i'm sorry that the past few weeks keep making u wait in vain and not turning up when i'm supposed to..hugs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-2366596240791550407?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/2366596240791550407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=2366596240791550407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/2366596240791550407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/2366596240791550407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/08/buh.html' title='buh...'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-84379826084128759</id><published>2009-08-05T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T01:27:22.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ni BaoBao</title><content type='html'>waaaaaaa,these few days so shiok been together with my baobao travelling to a lot of place. haha&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went tgt to find sherhan to some debt collection agency OMG la dam freaking smelly. golden mile didn't do a single bit to change my impression on them lol&lt;br /&gt;kinda THAI there and its really THAI THAI-.-do go there for a Sniff or two if u miss thailand,i think it really helps then u'll understand that not everyone is suited to go there LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my job as a Financial Service Consultant is slowly starting to pick up, thanks to all who has the patience to listen to my boring talk to try to educate u guys! weeeeeeeeeee. though i'm sure no one will ever noe that i'm thanking them, haha but still WEEEEEEE...thanks a bunch =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my daphne,she's so sweet =) muackz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-84379826084128759?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/84379826084128759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=84379826084128759&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/84379826084128759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/84379826084128759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/08/ni-baobao.html' title='Ni BaoBao'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-18001126262657374</id><published>2009-07-28T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T00:33:17.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smashing weekend!!</title><content type='html'>wheee! another fun-filled weekend to share! wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the night safari with sherhan and her parents on friday night.. Been a while since i went there and nothing much changes. So old( literally too) animals that wander around chewing grass and staring as loads of tourists ooohh and ahhhh at them. i wonder what those lions and rodents are thinking.. hmm.. the pram ride was enjoyable though..i love the breeze!! hehe.. me and han had fun that night.. feels like im back to sec sch days. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was the liverpool match!!! wheee... im not really a soccer fan but this is my first live match and when we got to the stadium, i was like WOW!!!!! even better then national day! hahahaha.. actually hor, at kallang mrt the whole place was swarmed with red-shirt pple liao. The air and excitement was sooo contagious inside the stadium! its like going to a quidditch match. though i haven't been to one HAHA.. took quite a few vids and pics.. they are on fb! go check it out! =D hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sm3Wr5OAfnI/AAAAAAAAALU/uNbRVWYXku0/s1600-h/DSCF6461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sm3Wr5OAfnI/AAAAAAAAALU/uNbRVWYXku0/s320/DSCF6461.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363178780850421362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sm3WrYO6NCI/AAAAAAAAALM/ilaznKp2GCY/s1600-h/DSCF6492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sm3WrYO6NCI/AAAAAAAAALM/ilaznKp2GCY/s320/DSCF6492.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363178771995833378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-18001126262657374?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/18001126262657374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=18001126262657374&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/18001126262657374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/18001126262657374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/07/smashing-weekend.html' title='smashing weekend!!'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sm3Wr5OAfnI/AAAAAAAAALU/uNbRVWYXku0/s72-c/DSCF6461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-2079023224490584176</id><published>2009-07-27T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T00:52:39.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:700%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIVERPOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-2079023224490584176?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/2079023224490584176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=2079023224490584176&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/2079023224490584176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/2079023224490584176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/07/liverpool.html' title=''/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-8302626553576340824</id><published>2009-07-23T00:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T01:54:06.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy busy as a beee</title><content type='html'>im so dead exhausted. suddenly there's sooo much activity goiing on... Just as i wanted to create a wish list on what i want done before school reopens &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can imagine Jim Carrey in Bruce Almighty -- Be careful what you wish for =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. anyway, doing stuff is better then rotting at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;PLayed with Gigi and brought her to Aunty Ant's house. My lovely little cousins were there and they squealed in delight when they saw Gigi. So my duty for that evening was to keep Gigi alive. HAHAHHA.. Joy handled Gigi as though she was a little care bear keychain. And Joelle is super cute-- when she was about to go home she ran to Gigi's cage and said: 'Bye bye gigi!!!'Gigi was sleeping under all the wood shavings so she didin;t respond, so Joelle leaned into the cage and shouted at the top of her lungs :" BYYEEE BYYEE GEEE GEEEEE!!!!!" LOL.. poor gigi poked her head out and wondered who the hell interrupted her dreams. LOL LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See gigi the spider girl....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/SmdRpCz_KxI/AAAAAAAAALE/odhPQPU7KMo/s1600-h/spider+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/SmdRpCz_KxI/AAAAAAAAALE/odhPQPU7KMo/s320/spider+girl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361343646979271442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joelle eating my wafer stick.. her dad took the rest. -.- LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/SmdRoY-HNuI/AAAAAAAAAK0/DKixZArT6lQ/s1600-h/joelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/SmdRoY-HNuI/AAAAAAAAAK0/DKixZArT6lQ/s320/joelle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361343635747452642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home at night and bathed before going to Ah xiang's house!! watched some Tv, ate junk food and got all excited about the next day;s trip to Johore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;me and xiang overslept and rushed to Kranji MRT to meet the rest of the gang- Tian Lu, Hui Min , Ying Gu, Jojo and Christina. We thought we would be late but the rest were later. -.- meeting at 9.30am, but they turned up at 1030 am instead. HAha... so in the meantime me and Xiang had breakfast, twice. haha.. the trip to JB was really fun, and though the place was crowded we managed to buy some stuff WHEE!! We celebrated Tian Lu's bday at Sushi King, and the cake tasted muchhh better than all the sushi there. christina and I feel cheated by the sashimi =( it tasted horrible.. and HUi min felt the radish/cucumber at the side tasted the best among the dishes. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah bao in aviator glasses.. my handsome boi boi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/SmdRojPjcvI/AAAAAAAAAK8/0Vliay5UU-Y/s1600-h/ah+xiang+in+glasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/SmdRojPjcvI/AAAAAAAAAK8/0Vliay5UU-Y/s320/ah+xiang+in+glasses.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361343638504960754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Xiang rushed off in the evening to get back to Singapore.. Customs is damn sucky, and the stupid officer took his own sweet time smiling like a dork at the people in the queue. If he haven;t realized after a while, the people are &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; recipocrating his nonsensical grin. Cuz he is sooo bloody slow.And when it got to my turn i found out why.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer Dork: * smile, and look at my photo, smile, look at the photo, satisfied that i look like like the vietnamese-lookalike-girl, finally scan the passport*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *try to stay friendly.. inside im thinking wtf?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer Dork: " So you;re daphne right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: * obviously....* " ya, I am."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer Dork: * ok daphne, can you tell me your birthday?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *....................................* " 16 Jan 1989, on a bright and sunny day at 10 am plus in the morning, from my mum's vagina."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok.. i didn;t say that.. but im like, WHAT????!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr.. anyway me and xiang sprung off the bus at kranji station and started running immediately the moment the bus door opens. cuz we had a competition to see who can reach the mrt cotrol station first.. HAHA... people in the bus must have thought we were runnning away from the polive or something. Reached Orchard in time and rushed to Shaw, Lido for the harry potter movie with my girls! the movie was good, thought poor xiang had a hard time keeping his pee in. haha.. and on the way back in the train, Yi fang and Bix caught this man trying to take a picture/video of them. gasp.. pervert!!!! Yfang was quite traumatized.. so she kept hugging her bag to her chest. haha.. me and xiang had mantou for supper before we fell asleep on the bed. damn shagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;Met hanney at Bugis at 1pm( supposed to be 12 but oh well. we are always taking turns to be late. hahahah) and had a whole girly day to ourselves! accompnied her to the temple to pray and draw lots. that funny girl kept dropping 5-10 sticks on the carpet when she was suppposed to get only one stick out. haha.. donated a chunk of her remaining savings to the temple before we went to Taka to get her stuff.. and then we sat at the benches like aunties having juice and sashimi. wheee! went off to Sub ordinate courts next and I saw my SMU classmate in the legal advice room.-.-  hmm... anyway, she made an appointment and then we went off to vivo for dinner!! MArche standard is dropping =( and we had a sashimi supper.. after touring the whole of Giant looking for sushi. all we got were huge, raw fishes on sales.. and han actually wanted to buy the huge piece of salmon and cut it up. hahah.. It was nice hanging out with my dear girlfriend of almost 8 years.. loved the bitching, moaning and snuggling =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;Got up bright and early to clean the kitties! then met ah xiang at city hall.. while i was at J.Co donuts', xiang was reading the men's health magazine and he was so cute, he was reading the *ahem* section and his eyes widen at whatever he was reading. then he looked up and smiled at me. I wonder what that means. hahahaha.. crawled to suntec and had our swensen's 1-for-1 lunch and lazed there while waiting for his AIA thingy to start. i was sooooo sleeepppyy... we got gigi her bath sand and a bathroom and the went home. so sad, gigi didin;t want to bathe!!! so ah xiang held her legs and dragged her across the sand. hahaha..and then gigi ran away and got lost. -.- sigh.... me, nick and xiang had to search all over the house, under sofa, behind tv and everywhere to find that naughty girl. SO i lay out food and waited for that girl to appear. true enough, she came out from her hiding place after 15 mins of frustration and i whacked her. naughty girl. Grr. ah xiang was a nice cuddley papa and sayang-ed her till he left the house. but gigi is soooooooo active, she ran out of her cage and then fell down 2 feet to the ground.&gt;.&lt; i sure hope she didn;t have any internal injuries.. she's quite subdued now. sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEdnesday:&lt;br /&gt;Went back to AJC with xiang!! hehehe...The PE head master saw us then say:' aiyah.. come back also dunnid so lovey dovery righttt...." HAHAHAH.... cuz i was gripping ah xiang;s arm at that point in time.. then we went to the bookshop and the uncle looks the same after all these years. and his price for photocopying still the same. haha.. xiang went to his darling auntie at the canteen and she immdediately say" wahhhhh finally come back ah... u &lt;em&gt;mei liang xing &lt;/em&gt;lei....hehe' hahah... she gave us quite a big portion after that.. xiang used to go into her kitchen and cook the chicken for himself, that joker.. haha... we walked to the PE department for a while and tried the equipment ( its been ages since i did standing board jump sia...) and then went back home. ahhh... i miss AJ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn. im so sleepy and tired. buuuhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-8302626553576340824?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/8302626553576340824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=8302626553576340824&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/8302626553576340824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/8302626553576340824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/07/busy-busy-as-beee.html' title='busy busy as a beee'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/SmdRpCz_KxI/AAAAAAAAALE/odhPQPU7KMo/s72-c/spider+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-1409815560090766696</id><published>2009-07-18T03:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T01:09:19.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its friday night.. lets boogie woogie!</title><content type='html'>wheee today is a day we meet people. and dogs!! and maybe some hantu that i walk into and walk through. HAHA... anyway i woke up at 1pm( man, im getting better.. used to e 3pm) and ah xiang da bao burger king and Macs over to my house. Mummy was asking if they have burgers without cheese.-.- hmm and we watched hitch on mioTV! despite ah xiang getting restless after 15 mins. LOl.. so he took gigi out of her cage and she watched TV with us on her pillow. except... a hamster doesn't know how to watch tv. so the whole time Gigi was trying to get off the pillow and crawl into the tiny space between the sofa cushions.. argh.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gigi: *sniffs around on the pillow, and stares down into the dark, dark space at the sofa...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and xiang: * holds our breath...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gigi: * moves forward and smacks head-first over the pillow and into the space, while her hind legs are spread wide apart in the air*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiang: * giggles and starts tossing her around on his palm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:* wonders if she will vomit from all that turbulence*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Gigi. I hope that little activity doesn't get her too stressed. Did a nose mask and exfoliated Ah xiang's face.. that boy can actually fall asleep while i ripped off the hardened mud strip on his nose.. i think his nose doesn't have nerves. I was crying and tearing as i slowly ripped off my own mask cuz it bloody hurts!!! &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for my JC class gathering at NYDC Wheelock place and cam whored with Cheryn and the girls and the mud pie wahaha.. and ran into Parker and his family at the toilet.Lol.. what a smallll world.. Parker is my primary friend and we used to go home together( both woodlanders) and fuss over Chinese homework. hahahaha.. as the whole world probably know by now, my china is CMI and so is parker's. Cuz he's half Hawaiian half chinese. lol.. and his younger sis is me and xiang's junior at AJC! singapore is wayyyyy too small.. rushed off after an hour to meet xiang and his sec 2clique.. and it was damnnn funny. cuz we were all supposed to meet at 8pm at Lakeside or something, but at 8pm Wee Kiat and Elsa were at Serangoon Mrt, Yu Qian was still at home and I was still on the train towards woodlands. Talk about being late... and the venue was Jalan Kayu. -.- hahahahaha... in the end we all kena lost, and reached this ulu eating place called Sunset Grill at 9.45pm plus. LOL LOL LOL.DInner was fun though, despite us having to make do with whatever the kitchen has got left at that hour. Ordered 24 mini burgers ( 24, so u can guess that we didn;t finish it haha), butter mushroom buttons, breaded prawn and a plate of buffalo wings. The buffalo wings was freaking hot, and it was supposed to be the 'okay any 8 year old can tahan' level. ALL OF US couldn't even tahan the first bite &gt;.&lt; even with the skin taken off.. poor sharlene lost her appetite after that i think. and Benjamin and Ce Jin had a competition to see who can eat 1 wing without drinking water. haha... Ben's Jack Russell-Blossom- is soooo cute! I like it when she shitted then went onto ah xiang's lap.hahahahahha.... ben the sly.. brought the dog out so that the chio bu come over and pat the dog and talk to him.. wahahahahahha... Wee kiat drove us to the bus stop at 1145pm plus and me and xiang finally got on our way home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home to shit-digging again. hahahaah.. gigi you little monster...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-1409815560090766696?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/1409815560090766696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=1409815560090766696&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1409815560090766696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1409815560090766696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-friday-night-lets-boogie-woogie.html' title='its friday night.. lets boogie woogie!'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-1544977173522612609</id><published>2009-07-17T00:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T01:52:11.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome home gigi!</title><content type='html'>wheeeeee. my cough is finally getting better. mummy says i will get better when i die coughing. &lt;br /&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think what she meant was, when the cough dies out. -.- lol... and the past few days im finally able to run about singapore..  haha.. the NDP NE show was a blast, with the heavy rain during finale and the cold that follows as we bloody froze inside marina square. And the best part of this week is the arrival of our lovely daughter into our lives! ah xiang and mama had breakfast together at Mac while I cleaned up the cat and rabbit shelther at the SPCA. and one stuuupid idiotic rabbit bit me while i tried to get it out. dammit. It was so URGHHH!!!! hello Mr.Dummy Ears, im trying to CLEAN your BLOODY CAGE and give u food.. and u bite me. FINE. anyway i showed mummy around and as expected, she stayed at least one metre away from the cages. She didn't even dared touch the door and gates that opens to the compound. -.- talk about paranoid.. ah well.Mum, I hope u realize your daughter actually STICKS her head and elbows into 20 over cages each week cleaning shit and diarrhoea and furballs. yes, some old cats are balding and its not surprising to see &lt;em&gt;balls&lt;/em&gt; of fur rlling about in the cage. hmm. maybe CLEAR should think about introducing a range of anti-dandruff shampoo for the kitties. heh. anyway, after my shift was done, me and xiang went to choose our hamster to adopt.Our initial 2 choices were some other greyish hamsters, but the SPCA officer advised me to adopt another one ( i wonder why.. hehehe) and so she was really nice and passed me the key to take out ALL the cages and look at all of the hamsters before deciding. And thats when i saw Gigi and as I hesitated for a while, the lady opened up Gigi's cage and placed Gigi on top of the cage. Ah xiang and I looked at her and after playing with her for a while( making sure she doesn;t bite like the other 2), voila! Gigi was on her way to becoming a LIANG!! hahhahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe say hi to gigi everybody!!!!!! say hi to everybody gigi!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the inquisitive little girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sl9mk0AxPMI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Wd8urDfsY_M/s1600-h/gigi+in+the+front!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sl9mk0AxPMI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Wd8urDfsY_M/s320/gigi+in+the+front!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359114864217373890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gigi in her new home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sl9mkoHolII/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CIoyXFOmyA4/s1600-h/gigi+in+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sl9mkoHolII/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CIoyXFOmyA4/s320/gigi+in+house.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359114861024941186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some father-daughter bonding time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sl9mkULRaWI/AAAAAAAAAJs/VQUhsRgaPGI/s1600-h/bao+holding+gigi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sl9mkULRaWI/AAAAAAAAAJs/VQUhsRgaPGI/s320/bao+holding+gigi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359114855671490914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here our darling ah xiang plants a kiss on gigi's forehead.. except she keeps moving.. hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sl9mkFOIR3I/AAAAAAAAAJk/TdKaRDxj1Hg/s1600-h/bao+kissing+gigi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sl9mkFOIR3I/AAAAAAAAAJk/TdKaRDxj1Hg/s320/bao+kissing+gigi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359114851656943474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, me and xiang blew a $$ bomb on gigi. she is one pampered gal.. went to the pet shop inside Causeway point and had fun choosing stuff for our baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: " ah bao.. shouldn't need too much recycled paper or wood shavings as her flooring right? i see the cages in the SPCA like not much inside leh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah xiang: " aiyah.. its like buying a carpet. You want your floor to have a thin one or a thick, nice cushiony one?" * goes back to deciding between the 2.5kg and 5kg bag of wood shavings*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: * wonders if a mere 50grams little hamster needs 5kg worth of wood shavings AND another 5kg worth of corn cobs ah xiang is getting*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, me and xiang got:&lt;br /&gt;1) 5kg of wood shavings&lt;br /&gt;2) 5kg of corn cob&lt;br /&gt;3) A bag of premium hamster food, imported from Germany ( it better taste good)&lt;br /&gt;4) A house for Gigi to sleep in&lt;br /&gt;5) A new water bottle thingy&lt;br /&gt;6) Wood sticks for her to chew on.. something like a toothbrush i guess. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the whole night washing the cage and playing with her, settling her into her new cage. And ah xiang is extremely generous with our daughter.. her 'carpet' is almost 2inches thick( use your little pinky to gauge) so she has a fun time diving in and out of it.hahahha... and ME have a hard time diving my finger in and out of the 'carpet'searching for shit droppings.-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an hour ago i was shit-digging again, and oh boy.She shits a lot for someone her size. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh... im so sleepy now. Went out just now with ah xiang and his clique, had dinner and now im looking forward to shopping in JB with the girls! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooooo and here's me and Handsome, a cross breed corgi. something like a sausage dog =) hehehehe...i love him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sl9oY3fOJ6I/AAAAAAAAAKc/D59J3w1SwSQ/s1600-h/handsome+ssleeping.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sl9oY3fOJ6I/AAAAAAAAAKc/D59J3w1SwSQ/s320/handsome+ssleeping.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359116858015229858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sl9oY-iKwaI/AAAAAAAAAKk/k84mrTI7A2I/s1600-h/handsome+under+leg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sl9oY-iKwaI/AAAAAAAAAKk/k84mrTI7A2I/s320/handsome+under+leg.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359116859906638242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally,me and ah xiang, proud parents of gigi liang!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sl9oZix3gGI/AAAAAAAAAKs/w60Vgv3EExs/s1600-h/DSCF6393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sl9oZix3gGI/AAAAAAAAAKs/w60Vgv3EExs/s320/DSCF6393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359116869636161634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-1544977173522612609?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/1544977173522612609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=1544977173522612609&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1544977173522612609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1544977173522612609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/07/welcome-home-gigi.html' title='welcome home gigi!'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tl5byBd75go/Sl9mk0AxPMI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Wd8urDfsY_M/s72-c/gigi+in+the+front!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-1014363059384150065</id><published>2009-07-14T01:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T02:02:55.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reaching the end of summer holidays</title><content type='html'>I hope my cough goes away soon. There's about a month to go before school reopens.. and already the bidding is giving me a headache. Never imagined that i had to go to round 3 of bidding just to get the darn lesson. Damn sickening. Im paying premium fees of what, close to S$10,000 a year and here i am worrying that i can;t even get to ATTEND class. what shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer holiday is coming to an end.. so sad. =( im coming up with a list of places i wanna go before i start school and exams.. some really weird ones but oh well. i just hope i get healthy enough to last half a day without dozing off. the past few bed-ridden days have been depressing. nothing much i can accomplish with a semi-conscious mind and body.. so a typical sick day is like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 noon: wake up, have a banana or some bread that might turn mouldy soon&lt;br /&gt;1-3pm: check emails, play games&lt;br /&gt;3-6pm: eat some porridge and then sleep.and sleep.and sleep some more.&lt;br /&gt;6-8pm: wake up, drink water. go back and sleep&lt;br /&gt;8-10pm: watch a bit of TV, have dinner&lt;br /&gt;10-1am plus: play com games, listen to songs, do some self reflection, literally in the mirror, and moan over the pimples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a sad life right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. im starting to feel better. managed to go to school today to configure my laptop. Gonna go to the spca tmr for another session with the kitties.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately this song has been playing on my head. for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt; I stay in Love&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dying inside cause I can't stand it&lt;br /&gt;Make or break up&lt;br /&gt;Can't take this madness&lt;br /&gt;We don't even really know why&lt;br /&gt;All I know is baby&lt;br /&gt;I try and try so hard&lt;br /&gt;To keep our love alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you dont' know me at this point&lt;br /&gt;Then I highly doubt you ever will&lt;br /&gt;I really need you to give me&lt;br /&gt;That unconditional love I used to feel&lt;br /&gt;It's no mistaking&lt;br /&gt;We're just erasing&lt;br /&gt;From our hearts and minds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know we said let go&lt;br /&gt;But I kept on hanging on&lt;br /&gt;Inside I know it's over&lt;br /&gt;You're really gone&lt;br /&gt;It's killing me&lt;br /&gt;Cause there ain't nothing&lt;br /&gt;That I can do&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I stay in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I keep on telling myself&lt;br /&gt;That you'll come back around&lt;br /&gt;And I try to front like "Oh well"&lt;br /&gt;Each time you let me down&lt;br /&gt;See I can't get over you now&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;But baby, baby&lt;br /&gt;I stay in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It cuts so deep&lt;br /&gt;It hurts down to my soul&lt;br /&gt;My friends tell me&lt;br /&gt;I ain't the same no more&lt;br /&gt;We still need each other&lt;br /&gt;When we stumble and fall&lt;br /&gt;How we gon' act&lt;br /&gt;Like what we had&lt;br /&gt;Ain't nothin' at all now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, what I wanna do is&lt;br /&gt;Ride shotgun next to you&lt;br /&gt;With the top down like we used to&lt;br /&gt;Hit the block&lt;br /&gt;Proud in the SUV&lt;br /&gt;We both know our heart is breaking&lt;br /&gt;Can we learn from our mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I can't last one moment alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I know&lt;br /&gt;We said let go&lt;br /&gt;But I kept on hanging on&lt;br /&gt;Inside I know it's over&lt;br /&gt;You're really gone&lt;br /&gt;It's killing me&lt;br /&gt;Cause there ain't nothing&lt;br /&gt;That I can do&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I stay in love with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Mariah Carey had a great voice.. if only she doesn't act so.. bimbo. haha..And i think im suffereing from dysthymia. &gt;.&lt; could be a side effect of being sick for sooo long.. Acck...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-1014363059384150065?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/1014363059384150065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=1014363059384150065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1014363059384150065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1014363059384150065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/07/reaching-end-of-summer-holidays.html' title='reaching the end of summer holidays'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-1977539710762521993</id><published>2009-07-10T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:54:44.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flu season.. when will it ever end?</title><content type='html'>I am soooooooooooooooooo sick of falling sick. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took my temperature on Monday night. 37.9 C. Nick took one look at my thermometer and started making a lot of noise.. even in the bathroom i caught words such as 'quarantine', "H1N1", "spread germs".... &gt;.&lt; SO i took 2 panadols and went to sleep.Woke up on tuesday morning feeling good enough to walk the dogs- a hyperactive Jack Russell included-- and then went home to Zzz and play com games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday and Thursday I was coughing and sneezing, but took some medicine and panadol again, and then on thursday night Me and xiang went to the doctor cuz we both can't take it anymore. Sigh. The doc gave us almost the same medicine, so after dinner of porridge we 2 sick loonies sat at the table and took our pills and cough syrup. Out of the 4 types of medicines prescribed,3 made me super drowsy. And its not 1 tablet, but TWO of each type so this morning i had a super super hard time getting out of bed. I felt likei was walking on clouds, and my feet seem to sway.. or was it just my vision swaying? But i went to the cat shelther anyway, and cleaned their little cages. And the cats kept grabbing my hair. sigh. Once i got home i took the medicine and went to sleep... WOke up at 8pm for dinner and i was.so.dead.tired.i could have just smacked my face into the rice. Zzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama say the medicine is too strong.. So im gonna cut back the dosage.. else i think i will just go into coma. haha.. ARGH IM SO SLEEPY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-1977539710762521993?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/1977539710762521993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=1977539710762521993&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1977539710762521993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/1977539710762521993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/07/flu-season-when-will-it-ever-end.html' title='Flu season.. when will it ever end?'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038158147318608286.post-4657741095413730628</id><published>2009-07-06T02:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T02:36:16.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its a cold cold night</title><content type='html'>its so cold now... been raining the whole day while yesterday was once damn bloody hot day. No wonder people are falling sick.. Xiang is down with cough and headaches, and after tuition with nick and hanging around, xiang the super infecter has successfully passed the germs to me and nick. Lols.. SO now im smelling the very strong scent of ginger in the room, cuz mama rubbed some himalayan balm on nick to soothe his sneezes.And he smells like he bathed and soaked in 10kg worth of ginger =( AND he sleeps just inches away from me so i guess i'll smell like a ginger duck in the morning too..bleagh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had sushi and udon today for dinner.We made it ourselves! that persistent nick insists he MUST have his sushi so though it was pouring and cold, sick little xiang and a very grouchy duck went out with him to Cold storage to buy the ingredients. Ma gave us $50 to spend and we used $60 instead.. Gulp! ah well at least we had fun getting our hands dirtied as we made our handrolls, gunkan and some severely out-of-shape seaweed rolls. heh heh.. and we had 4 different flavours of udon in one meal! super full now.. ah xiang only ate the udon cuz the rice had vinegar in it. lol.. he is ultra sensitive to the smell of the sushi-rice.. and despite me and mummy urging him to try one, ah xiang just won't let one grain of that rice get near his mouth.. haha..nick the little king proclaimed himself the chef and used up the whole pot of rice and packet of seaweed &gt;.&lt; some chef.. who left his sister and her bf in the kitchen to prepare the ingredients for him &gt;.o grrr.. naughty boy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and xiang went to the spca yesterday and im so happy to see xiang playing with the doggies =) poor him, kena scratched by one of the dogs and his slipper chewed on. Lucky no damage was done, phew! i think he's getting better with the doggies; some actually listen to his commands! lol lol.. i can;t wait for tuesday.. gonna walk the dogs again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038158147318608286-4657741095413730628?l=xiangnicafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/feeds/4657741095413730628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6038158147318608286&amp;postID=4657741095413730628&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/4657741095413730628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6038158147318608286/posts/default/4657741095413730628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiangnicafe.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-cold-cold-night.html' title='its a cold cold night'/><author><name>TenderLovingCare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081981777498818468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
