<?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-8802554</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:42:31.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tranquil-simplicity</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>183</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802554.post-114275379345050409</id><published>2006-03-19T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T15:41:15.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One last post</title><content type='html'>Dear Ladies and Gentlemen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Closing &lt;/span&gt;down this blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new blog will be at &lt;a href="http://www.faithandvaley.blogspot.com"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do update my new address in your blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-114275379345050409?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/114275379345050409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=114275379345050409' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/114275379345050409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/114275379345050409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2006/03/one-last-post.html' title='One last post'/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-114215382021851638</id><published>2006-03-12T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T16:57:00.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hongkong is a nice place, especially the night scenary.&lt;br /&gt;I went up to the Peak! Wonderful view! I'm actually lazy to blog out everything happened during the last 6 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing i must say, the food there are yummylicious!! &lt;br /&gt;I ate Hainan pork Chop, Sweetdynasty, Beef noodles, Roast Pork, Suckling pig, Egg tarts, "yuan yang" (their mocha! mixture of tea n coffee) and more and more.&lt;br /&gt;Their KFC is yummy as well! Taste better than what we have here. And guess what! They provide gloves, so i need not dirty my hands for the meal! i love their Hot wings! which is not available in Singapore! Now i m starting to miss it. I ate non-stop, and i  never ever felt hunger once i started breathing Hongkong's air. I gained weight, but Thx God is only half a kilo~ Muahaha *hit the gym soon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i had a haircut. The salon i went is located at TST, the standard of the salon is like Ginrich, but the prices are even friendly than what i paid for neighbourhood salon. Dye and Cut cost me $40+ Sing! I like my new hairstyle, just that i think i picked the wrong colour. Is abit tooo bright, which my mum finds it disturbing. Gonna be dark brown very soon! Maybe in another 5 mths time? *Laughs* Anyway, my new hairstyle is "messy", as in the style is "messy". Trend for the year, thats what my stylist said, hope is easy to maintain. The dye product he used on me is very conditioning! I forgot to bring conditioner to HK, i was kinda worried for my hair condition after dye-ing it. Yet to my delight, my hair is very soft and smooth even without conditioner! Is not drying at all, unlike what i used to get in Singapore! Haydn's mummy got a trendy perm as well, and it cost less than Sing$70. WhAo! Conclusion! Whenever i visit Hongkong, i gonna pamper my hair!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the things i love about HK, however i m utterly disappointed with Ladies St. Is not as good as what people told me. The stall owners there are all out to drain tourists' blood. And the stuffs there are not my style, not trendy enough. Anyway, we headed Tsuan Wan! Is a neigbourhood shopping centre, just like Tiong Bahru Plaza or J8, Is cheaper than Ladies St and is more trendy as well. Hug Tsuan Wan! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Espirt there are darn cheap!! I got a jacket for less than $30Sing, a spag top for $12sing and lots of makeup! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results of over-buying and over-eating leads to a hole in our wallet. We were broke by the end of the fourth day. Thx God, DBS is just nearby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the weather is freaking cooling, only 17°C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/HK%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/HK%20002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Plane, Nice weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/HK%20079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/HK%20079.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuffs we bought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/HK%20057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/HK%20057.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely Old Man in a cold cold city&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-114215382021851638?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/114215382021851638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=114215382021851638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/114215382021851638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/114215382021851638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-home-hongkong-is-nice-place.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-114159065995150785</id><published>2006-03-06T04:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T04:30:59.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Will be off for a holi trip in 15 mins time..&lt;br /&gt;Flying to Hongkong, of cos i m filling with anticipation rite now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering how the goose and pigeon taste like?&lt;br /&gt;How will my shopping trip goes?&lt;br /&gt;How will my hotel be? (heard is 4 stars)&lt;br /&gt;How will Hongkong reacts to Ann Lee's (or it is Lee Ann?) Oscar Winning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea i Hope Brokeback Mountain will sweep every awards!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing for Geisha! (*Meanie*)&lt;br /&gt;And Felicity Huffman will win the best female lead!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite got a place to catch, i wish everybody well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till i return!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-114159065995150785?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/114159065995150785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=114159065995150785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/114159065995150785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/114159065995150785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2006/03/will-be-off-for-holi-trip-in-15-mins.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-114148823284231919</id><published>2006-03-04T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T00:03:56.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>终于考完试了，也代表了我的理工学院生涯告一段落了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三年过去了，虽然没有物换星移的改变，但多多少少也有些不同。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我从27寸腰缩到24寸。终于减肥成功了！哈哈！*骄傲*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这可是三年来最大的改变哦! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三年的日子里也学了许多做人的道理，看过人心的丑恶也知道了世界有多“真实”。&lt;br /&gt;待人处世方面也学了很多，当然现在也比较会珍惜身边得人，因为知道这世界上要找到一个真心对你的人是非常难的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也从一个少年变成了一个成年人。我非常抗拒长大，不是因为我怕老而是成年人的世界真得很难懂。可是这是一个避不了的过程，但请相信我还是保留了我昨天的笑容=） &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我曾经放过狠话，我是不会不舍得理工学院的日子。可是到了昨天和同学们道别时，心里是酸溜溜的。&lt;br /&gt;从道别的那一刻起，大家会继续走自己人生的道路，不知道何时我们会在旅途上有遇见对方。不用说，我和我那几个"猪朋狗友"还是会联络。 可是也不知道何时感情会像风筝一样，断了线。大家会很忙，忙着读大学，赚钱，结婚，生子，等等等。。。 希望，友谊长存~*Yeah* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道我那些朋友是不可能有耐性把这编文章读完的，所以i am going to type in English now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all who were there for me in my poly life, esp yingxi,jasey and tingy. Not forgetting josef, zy, xiang xiang, germs and jiali.. Poly life was tough, but becos of you ppl is filled with fun memories. Hope we still can keep in contact, gonna miss you people very much.. *hugs* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢完毕！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从933电台听到了这句话， “你是这21年来，我唯一想爱一辈子的人“ &lt;br /&gt;虽然这句话不是对我说的，可是我还是觉得非常感动。 &lt;br /&gt;我不是一个相信童话故事的人，对天长地久也存着怀疑。但我却希望我会像童话里的主人翁会有一的天长地久结局。对于自己的想法我只能说，自相矛盾。&lt;br /&gt;能爱一个人一辈子是件不容易的事，要经得起考验和时间的摧残。能找到一个爱自己一辈子的人，是非常幸福的。&lt;br /&gt;我很喜欢王力宏的这一首歌，大城小爱。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;终于找到所有流浪的终点&lt;br /&gt;你的微笑就输了疲倦&lt;br /&gt;千万不要说天长地久&lt;br /&gt;免的你觉的我不切实际&lt;br /&gt;想多么简单就多么简单&lt;br /&gt;是妈妈告诉我的哲理&lt;br /&gt;脑袋都是你心里都是你&lt;br /&gt;小小的爱在那城里好甜蜜&lt;br /&gt;念的都是你全部都是你&lt;br /&gt;小小的爱在那城里只为你倾心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=想这样的抱着你，一辈子不放手=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-114148823284231919?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/114148823284231919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=114148823284231919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/114148823284231919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/114148823284231919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2006/03/2724-yeah-i-am-going-to-type-in.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-114128202762328088</id><published>2006-03-02T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T14:47:07.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last paper preparation in the midst.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, i was out for a "part-time" job last nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a call from one of the casting crew, so i made my way down to mediacorp.&lt;br /&gt;Radio gate is the place where all the fans will scream their throat out for their idols. And yesterday, i saw a grp of girls waiting patiently outside for their idol, with gifts on their hands. It kept me thinking, whats their goal in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i went to collect my outfit for the drama. Nine West's heels is really comfy.. haha. Then my makeup, i thot they going to straighten my hair, disappointed, they used straightening iron to curl my hair. Amazing! Saw Cheryl Fox and Eunice Oslen, in the same makeup room as me. Real Pretty!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6.30pm, the bus drove me and other part-timer to Fort Canning for the shot. I was the secretary in the scence, no lines, just need to make expressions. React to the lines the others said. Now then i know, there are different types of "ranking". For me and my "partnet", they call us Part-timer. We are of higher rank, as in more well paid and more respect. For the rest, they called them the "ca-leh-fe". I heard they need to stay for the whole day and their paid is usually less than $20. Part-Timer are more fortunate, once they finish they scene they can leave. Those "ca-leh-fa" got quite alot of scolding from the AP last night. Lucky for me, no lines, thus not much chance to make any mistake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stars i met up with last night were Felicia Chin, Alvin Ng, Michelle aka Zheng Xue Er, Julian Hee, Rui En and Zeng Xiang. All of them are really good looking. Esp Alvin Ng *Blush* They are nice peeps, not much "airs". Friendly i should say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the experience, i start to appreciate theatre better. Acting on "television and Acting on "stage" are two different things. Theatre seems to have a deeper depth, where you really can slowly mould the character and build it up. For Tv drama, most of the time, they do the shot one scene by one scene. The emotions doesnt seems to be strong enough. And theatre cannot tolerant any NG, which is really an okay issue for TV drama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing i hate abt the shot is, you need to WAIT. They do it scene by scene, thus if it is not your scene yet, you need to wait for the other group to complete theirs.  The worst scenario is they keep NG-ING, you can wait till your hair turns white. &lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for around a hour last nite, for the actors and actresses to finish a scene, and they took very long to do it right. At that point, i really feel like those little girls waiting outside the radio gate, wasting my time. Acting is a fun job, but come to think, is not meaningful. Is only the glamourous side that makes it so wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaching seems to be more meaningful.. Oh ya, i recieved my "A levels" chinese results, An A1 for me and a Distinction for my Oral! Yippeee!! Thx God for it! Miracle performed by Him, again. *Beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my Exams, So far i completed 3 papers. &lt;br /&gt;God really showed His grace on me.&lt;br /&gt;I do know how lazy am i for this semester, but He seems to be always there to help me and give me a push. Valey's brain doesnt have much memory cells, i hate memorising things as well, but somehow i can remember things well for these few papers. And for second paper, those i studied they came out, those i didnt study, i wondering where are they? *laughs* God is Great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always hand your burden to Him, He will always be willing to help, cos He loves Me, You, You and You! Yes You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of a song i learnt it from YMCA childcare, it goes " Cast your burden onto Jesus, for you, He cares.. *all the little children emerge out from the scene and start to dance* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie this post is getting abit too long..&lt;br /&gt;Shall end it here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-114128202762328088?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/114128202762328088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=114128202762328088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/114128202762328088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/114128202762328088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2006/03/last-paper-preparation-in-midst.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-114097283342093298</id><published>2006-02-27T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T00:53:54.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Missunderstood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or simply, i m Miss Understood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-114097283342093298?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/114097283342093298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=114097283342093298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/114097283342093298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/114097283342093298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2006/02/missunderstood-or-simply-i-m-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-114085110353402743</id><published>2006-02-25T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T15:05:03.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A very lazy saturday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the morning cum early afternoon by shopping at Tiong Bahru Plaza alone.&lt;br /&gt;Been ages since i go shopping on my own. Bought a copy of TNP, sat down at Ya Kun and have my toast bread which i craved for ages. &lt;br /&gt;Had a very happy time pushing those toasts down my throat and the yummylicious tea n egg. I feel so much like an uncle, guess only uncles will buy a copy of newspaper, drink coffee and so and so. But anyway, is indeed peaceful. And my toast is slightly burned today! *Lick* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well shopping and eating lunch alone might sounds very "depressing" or "weird" to some others. For me, is a good time to spend time with yourself. Thinking through stuffs and enjoying your very own's company. I don't find myself pitiful at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went The Face Shop, looked at their Nail Polish, was intending to find out if they contain Nitrocellulose. But well, they don't have any ingredients list. Side track abit: Nitrocellulose is a very impt component in a nail polish formulation. It is a plastic film former, which allows your nail to "breathe" so as to prevent skin fungus. Other than that, a good nail formulation need to have castor oil or methcrylate, or simply some other resin and plasticizer. End of lecture. [ I didn't have the chance to write this down in my exam paper, when i spent lotsa of time memorising it. Thus i decided to put it up here. Hrmp! ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i proceed to The Body Shop. They have this ice-cream alike eye shadow!! Yummylicious! The trend for Spring/Summer 06, is to have very ice-creamy look. Those colour will be quite bold, think bright light blue! Shu Uemura has this eye colour pencil in Duo colour! Bright yellow and blue. Blushers wise, is got to be light pink and light peach. Shu Uemura have nice blusher pots! Anna Sui as well! Whao! Maybelline has this veri smooth texture blusher as well. I forgot whats the name for it. Is very nicey as well. And glossy lips! A must to have! So gals time to spend more time on moisturising and protect your lippy. OOoOOo.. how i love Spring/Summer.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shopping kakis are all ready for me! Angeline and XiaoPing! They two can't run from ME! And JazzyMin!!!!! Gal, i really hope to spend some time with you roaming on Orchard Road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! Back to reality. Paper on Tuesday and Last paper on Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a few cards as well. Out of the four cards i bought, four cards hold the same promise. I'll be there for my friend, if they ever need me. Well, i guess thats the most basic principal (or is it principle?, Miss Ong Jazzy i need help here) of a friend. I went up to Angeline's place last nite, it was a surprise visit. I know she is having a rough patch now, actually planned to meet her up for a cup of coffee in Orchard. However i need to make a trip down to the tour agency so i call off the meeting. She called at 7pm+ when i was having dinner. She asked if i was free, and i sensed something wrong in her voice. Thus, i made my way down, with the lovely help of Haydn. I m glad to see her and i know she was happy as well. We stood at the windows, enjoying the breeze and i laughed till my cheek felt ache. We were talking about the past. And both of us have held those memories so dearly. We have never forgot those crazy things we did. No matter how stupid it was, it still bring us laughter and tears. OOooo, my dearest friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote from Jazzy's blog: In life you can find one real friend, you can die with regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed. One real friend is always better than 10 friends who are only there to share your laughter rather than woes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-114085110353402743?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/114085110353402743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=114085110353402743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/114085110353402743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/114085110353402743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2006/02/very-lazy-saturday-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-114053533395614149</id><published>2006-02-21T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T23:22:13.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>VERY HAPPY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on a holiday trip soooon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few places to decide on:&lt;br /&gt;1) Hongkong&lt;br /&gt;2) Korean&lt;br /&gt;3) Shang Hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thx to my daddy and Haydn's mummy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muacks!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-114053533395614149?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/114053533395614149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=114053533395614149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/114053533395614149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/114053533395614149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2006/02/very-happy-ill-be-on-holiday-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-114017597122247017</id><published>2006-02-17T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T19:32:51.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not a good time to fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;My sister got Chicken Pox, thx to the injection i had 5 yrs ago, i m so called "immune" to chicken pox. &lt;br /&gt;But i got fever n throat infection instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really a tough period.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to cope with exam, busying calculating how much do i need to score to get a grade A. Well, i need lots of wisdom to get A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing meant to be accident in life.&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens for a reason, so there must be something behind my sudden fever and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was looking at my past 5 sems results.&lt;br /&gt;Average. Thats what i can say.&lt;br /&gt;Does Uni takes in average student?&lt;br /&gt;I do know of JC ppl with crappy results getting a place in uni!&lt;br /&gt;Have more mercy on poly student, will they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I though poly was the last mile of my education, never thought that university is that important. But well, i realise it tooo late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i score straight perfect A now, it might not be able to bring me to university still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, lets wait for grace, hope and miracle and more miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like what i did for my O level's English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing meant to be an accident in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-114017597122247017?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/114017597122247017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=114017597122247017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/114017597122247017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/114017597122247017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2006/02/not-good-time-to-fall-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113993410920269713</id><published>2006-02-15T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T00:21:49.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No matter our age or status in life, we all can strive to love others as God loves them. We may accomplish great things in our life—gain fame and fortune—but the greatest thing is to love. For of all that we have done, or ever will do, only love endures. We depart, but love abides. —David Roper&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113993410920269713?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113993410920269713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113993410920269713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113993410920269713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113993410920269713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2006/02/no-matter-our-age-or-status-in-life-we.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113982147108280934</id><published>2006-02-13T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T17:04:31.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know my last post sounded very harsh and dull.&lt;br /&gt;Alright lets have some light post today.&lt;br /&gt;Tml is Valentine's Day. &lt;br /&gt;Bought something for him, he bought something for me as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word sum it all now: Darn Broke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, i m glad he likes his pressie, and i like my Patty Ann..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programme planned for tml.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner, movie and maybe a long stroll with my dearest him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not easy to maintain relationship, esp in this city of sin.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, the truest lover will tide through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= The Truest Thing to Me is Love =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing all love birds, a blissful relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113982147108280934?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113982147108280934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113982147108280934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113982147108280934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113982147108280934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-know-my-last-post-sounded-very-harsh.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113949784753000365</id><published>2006-02-09T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T23:10:47.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If anyone ever notice, i have tried very hard recently to appreciate about the things in life, esp towards the ugly and bad people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The term "ugly" is not same meaning as the "ugly" that those superficial ppl always used. "ugly" as in "darn ugly in character wise"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand and totally agree that there is always a Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde in everyone. No one is perfect, everyone has his/her own strengths and weakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, devouring others alive like a darn hungry cannibal is darn despicable.&lt;br /&gt;The darn hungry cannibal i m refering to is those who make used of people to climb the ladder of success, which includes; backstabbing or stealing of credits or simply made used of people. Sometimes it also means those, whose actions and words does not telly at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me this is not a weakness, is something to do with integrity. Integrity is some sort of like a "code" of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You asked me how much integrity worth? Can it buy me the biggest house on earth? I don't have an exact answer for that. Then you will say, "If integrity can't give me money and fame i crave, why should i live with integrity?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, integrity earns you respect. Thats what i should say, and i m darn certain about it. You can have the green notes to buy you a house, but green notes can never earn you integrity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now make a guess how much people have lose their respect from me to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, i must admit, i do have double standard. I have a higher expectation towards those who claimed themselves as "Child of God" or saying their favourite book is the holy bible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, i know their human afterall, they ain't saint. But integrity is the "basic" of life. And God cares alot, i mean alot, on how His little ones are living. &lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me they don't know the basic "honesty" act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who claim themselves as "Child of God", yet living w/o intergrity, I hope God will guide them, which i hope is, knock some sense in them with a big hammer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i m judging very hard, which equivalent to a sin. &lt;br /&gt;Yet, i can't help it. "Child of God" is also known as ambassador of God. They are representing the rest of the children as well. Is like tarnishing the reputation of the rest of the people. And is not a nice feeling to see your brother/sister in Christ straying away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets cast religion aside, even he/she is not a christian, integrity determines alot of things about that one person. Like what i say, is the simplest formula for living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, i have seen ugly ones enough. &lt;br /&gt;Don't get too suprised if one day i prowl on you and scream in your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Being judgmental? No just being honest =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Anyway, those friends who are there with me during fun, can only be just friend. ( Not even "my" friend)&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate those who are there to share woes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113949784753000365?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113949784753000365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113949784753000365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113949784753000365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113949784753000365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2006/02/if-anyone-ever-notice-i-have-tried.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113838126117370324</id><published>2006-01-28T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T01:01:01.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder, how starry can it be for val tonite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love looking at the stars, but it has been long since i look up the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Was busying wif lots of stuffs (Pls refer to the previous post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i gonna relax myself after the damn-boliao-exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be free.&lt;br /&gt;Being free is not meaning you are free of charge (DUH!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just free.&lt;br /&gt;And be myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113838126117370324?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113838126117370324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113838126117370324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113838126117370324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113838126117370324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-wonder-how-starry-can-it-be-for-val.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113829528308013059</id><published>2006-01-27T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T01:08:03.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chinese New Year will be here real soon.&lt;br /&gt;After that will be my performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of the TC Annual Production.&lt;br /&gt;Me and YingXi will be staging a play together, which has always been our "wish" ever since we joined TC. Well, it has always been my small little secret wish as well. I enjoying obtaining "energy" from people, kind of like an energy sucker when im on stage. So people, i need your support, pls come for the play!! There will be all together 3 plays, namely; Dumb Waiter, SandBox and Hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumb Waiter: Is by me and Yx, there will be alot of twist and turn in the play. You never know what is going to happen! Is a play full of suprises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SandBox: By our new blood in TC. Is about a daughter dumping her own mother in a sandbox. A play that will make people start to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry: Is about life after death. A peek at how different walks of life think about death. This play also represented SP for Inter-poly drama festival! A good show that is not to be miss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is really worth the pirce, imagine you get to see 3 plays for $5?&lt;br /&gt;And the director, casts and the crews really spent lots of time preparing it.&lt;br /&gt;So ppl, pls come alrite!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tickets will be at $5 each.&lt;br /&gt;Dates: 1 and 2 of FEB (Wed and Thurs)&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Vanda Room (For non-sp students, feel free to call me if you are interested)&lt;br /&gt;Time: 730pm sharp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get your tickets quick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113829528308013059?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113829528308013059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113829528308013059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113829528308013059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113829528308013059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2006/01/chinese-new-year-will-be-here-real.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113803489355983997</id><published>2006-01-24T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T00:48:13.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went Little India to look for props for production.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a suit, which is quite funny. I actually can fit in a children's size 12.&lt;br /&gt;Unbelieve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed my dinner, had fried chicken with Briyani!My favourite still got to be PaPadum!&lt;br /&gt;Already looking forward to the next Indian Meal.&lt;br /&gt;Little India is such a nice place to shop. Esp for costume jewellery.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a "Pearl Necklace" for $3.50, a bracelet for sis at $1.50. &lt;br /&gt;Okie, i know where to go if i m in need of jewellery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victorian Secret Show is yummylicious.&lt;br /&gt;I love those bods, yeah i know most of them might suffer from anerexic, but just simply so awesome to look at!! This might due to the fact that they have longer legs, thus looking so "perfect".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondering, how many papadum or nasi briyani i have to give up for tat body..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long Live for Food! *Holding my Fork and Spoon*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113803489355983997?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113803489355983997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113803489355983997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113803489355983997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113803489355983997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2006/01/went-little-india-to-look-for-props.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113786478205710946</id><published>2006-01-22T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T01:33:02.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need a liberty.&lt;br /&gt;A bloody liberty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m tired.&lt;br /&gt;I m damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a break.&lt;br /&gt;I need a long break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113786478205710946?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113786478205710946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113786478205710946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113786478205710946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113786478205710946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-need-liberty.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113725652696046693</id><published>2006-01-15T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T00:35:27.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>365 days a year, if is a leap yr u get 366days.&lt;br /&gt;12 months a year, according to lunar calendar there is a 13th month in certain yr.&lt;br /&gt;30/31 days in a month, but Feb got only 28 days.&lt;br /&gt;24 hours a day, is a worldwide standard.&lt;br /&gt;60 mins per hour.&lt;br /&gt;60 secs per min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have different amount of time on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;Some have it longer, some have it shorter.&lt;br /&gt;No one can promise anyone with another day on earth.&lt;br /&gt;Each new day is a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;A new day is like a gift from God, having to see the sun each morning is a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time, not something beyond our control.&lt;br /&gt;Time, is something that is controling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ten Years Time - Gabrielle"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Where you gonna be in ten years time?&lt;br /&gt;Will you be happy with the way you've been living your life?&lt;br /&gt;Will you be alright?&lt;br /&gt;And when you're looking back to now&lt;br /&gt;All the years gone by&lt;br /&gt;Will there be something that you say&lt;br /&gt;That you should have done right&lt;br /&gt;In your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113725652696046693?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113725652696046693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113725652696046693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113725652696046693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113725652696046693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2006/01/365-days-year-if-is-leap-yr-u-get.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113691299097982686</id><published>2006-01-11T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T01:09:51.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haydn was lecturing my sister the other day, for being rude to elder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes their conversations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: You shouldn't be rude to your elder.&lt;br /&gt;S: But they are really in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;H: Look at your sister(me), she also dislike lots of things around her, yet she chose to keep it in silent. Sometimes, the world doesnt go around you, instead you must go round with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing this, i was like " okay, i m such a loser "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, what he said was nothing but the truth.&lt;br /&gt;I hate lots of things around me, might be i m picky or hard to get along.&lt;br /&gt;Some things, some people and some situations just get on to my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, i seldom speak up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not speaking up often, preferably mean higher EQ.&lt;br /&gt;So you want a higher EQ or a truer self?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many truly care for... me?&lt;br /&gt;Love is something that is very real, it cannot be fake out.&lt;br /&gt;It can be felt very strongly whether it is genuine.&lt;br /&gt;Well, usually i just play along, since they took the effort to fake it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poker Face signed off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113691299097982686?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113691299097982686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113691299097982686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113691299097982686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113691299097982686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2006/01/haydn-was-lecturing-my-sister-other.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113673707724087033</id><published>2006-01-08T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T00:17:57.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently i am very much of a shopaholic.&lt;br /&gt;i simply love the idea of being in town. Looking at clothing gets me excited, owning them is as good as sending me to the moon.&lt;br /&gt;Thx God my wallet is underweight now, if not i cannot imagine how much i will spent over the wkend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few things i m lusting for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A kimono-like top from Yin and Yang, $48&lt;br /&gt;- Big waist Belt/Slash&lt;br /&gt;- Levis' Square Cut, Eve or Patty Ann &lt;br /&gt;- Many Many Victorian Cut white tops, Space &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo-Hoo!! Already finish my CNY shopping. I don't have a reason to shop anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i will wait. Till i get my Angbaos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113673707724087033?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113673707724087033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113673707724087033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113673707724087033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113673707724087033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2006/01/recently-i-am-very-much-of-shopaholic.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113656448948012764</id><published>2006-01-06T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T00:21:29.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>很多年前的一首歌，到了现在还能让我拥有许多感触。&lt;br /&gt;我是一个念旧的人。对每样事物都会有一份感情。&lt;br /&gt;念旧是一个缺点也是一个优点。&lt;br /&gt;优点，就是比任何人都多一份情意。&lt;br /&gt;缺点，应该是感情用事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对1920年的上海，我有一种说不上来的喜欢。&lt;br /&gt;对1950年的好莱坞，我对那玄光四色的水映灯充满好奇。&lt;br /&gt;对1970年的世界，我多希望我是那年代的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的世界不是每个人能懂。&lt;br /&gt;我的想法和别人是有不同。&lt;br /&gt;也许就是这样，孤单才能乘虚而入。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;欢乐的笑声中往往暗藏着一层又一层的保护膜。&lt;br /&gt;我不笨，只是身藏不露。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113656448948012764?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113656448948012764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113656448948012764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113656448948012764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113656448948012764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2006/01/1920-1950-1970.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113596095625752889</id><published>2005-12-31T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T00:42:36.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;365 days had passed, that quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new yr, indicating new arrival of many other things.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to it though, esp the part where i m graduating.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to get out of Stinky Poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reports, many are still undone.&lt;br /&gt;I ought to make clear to myself that, without clearing all the reports, is not possible for me to graduate.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, life stinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Production has been coming on smoothly so far, but looking at the rehearsal dates, it just sent a shiver down my spine. &lt;br /&gt;I already felt the tiredness roaming in my body before those dates come.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i keep telling myself, i just need to pull through Jan, and i can do it. For sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And peeps, if you want to see Val on stage for the last time on SP's stage, pls kindly buy a ticket from me. Yes, i am one of the lead, i have more then 10 lines in the play, and for most of the time i will be on the stage. It really worth the money. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pondering about my days in Yr 2005. &lt;br /&gt;Sadly, i cant remember much.&lt;br /&gt;Except for a few parts of tears and fear. The amount of joyous memories look abit pathetic. But still, i m a survivor of Yr 2005. How many could make it through?&lt;br /&gt;Some chose to end their life, some life were being ended forcefully.&lt;br /&gt;I m still here typing, ain't i lucky.&lt;br /&gt;And you are lucky to be still sitting of computer, surfing the net. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me, Sagittarius are great philosopher. &lt;br /&gt;And i happened to be "one", according to my Bd.&lt;br /&gt;I admit, i do sound philosophic at times, still not good enough to be one.&lt;br /&gt;And i actually don't believe in Horoscope, but i do like ppl saying that i m philosophic. Contradicting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright peeps, Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113596095625752889?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113596095625752889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113596095625752889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113596095625752889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113596095625752889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-day-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113570171634131895</id><published>2005-12-28T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T00:41:56.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sch is reopening soon. In a wk time.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want it to happen, not because i really hate sch to core.&lt;br /&gt;Is juz because, i know, i won't have any time for myself for the next 1 mth.&lt;br /&gt;With my reports pilling, my fyp, my HSK and my TC performance.&lt;br /&gt;I doubt i can breath, freely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when i don't have time for myself.&lt;br /&gt;As in having time to relax, spend time wif Haydn and my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of tasks are redundant.&lt;br /&gt;For e.g; All of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just get real grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine this, if tml is the last day of your life, will you still waste your time doing reports, fyp or worried for ur HSK?&lt;br /&gt;Will they still be that important to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate everything i see.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that might include u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113570171634131895?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113570171634131895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113570171634131895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113570171634131895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113570171634131895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/12/sch-is-reopening-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113535505325671925</id><published>2005-12-24T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T00:29:04.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life has been fast, it passes in a glance.&lt;br /&gt;Yr 2005 is going to end, so what have you done this yr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May it be good or bad, glad that i survived another yr on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;Come what may next yr, is still something worth to look forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few days are hell-o-fast! Chalet, projects and reports.&lt;br /&gt;How meaningless life can be at times huh?&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when i don't have time for myself, thus for the past few days i have been quite grumpy, very grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;Chalet was fun, but the lack of proper sleeping area kills me. &lt;br /&gt;Been long since i cycle, and i would love to cycle in the rain again.&lt;br /&gt;For more infos on the chalet, pls refer to Tingy's or Jasey's blog.&lt;br /&gt;Projects and reports nv been fun. Valey has always been a bad team-player, might be due to her lion-like pride or she is used to work alone. It gets real tense for Valey when working in a grp, but still is a skill to have and learn in life. No one is meant to be alone. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My resolution for this yr can be found in Jan 2005 post,okay, i must be honest, the result was not tat satisfying, but still i tink there is a slight improvement. *applause*&lt;br /&gt;Yr 2005, has been a yr of eye-opening and growing. Sadness and darkness as well.&lt;br /&gt;Was nearly on the verge of depression i guess.&lt;br /&gt;I grew. Mentally.&lt;br /&gt;Is obvious to myself at least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering, what Yr 2006 has for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry X`mas ppl =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113535505325671925?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113535505325671925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113535505325671925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113535505325671925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113535505325671925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/12/life-has-been-fast-it-passes-in-glance.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113483291055772214</id><published>2005-12-17T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T23:21:50.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After forsaking my blog for a wk, i m finally back.&lt;br /&gt;Last wk was a busy, due to reports, reports and darn more reports.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i cant be more glad that is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holis on the waaay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X`mas is coming is a wk time, i m so excited abt it.&lt;br /&gt;My all time favourite season.&lt;br /&gt;And becos is my all time favourite season, i spent quite a bomb on it.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the feeling of overspend, just hope wat i had spent on is worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;Still i should count my blessing.&lt;br /&gt;I picked a watch last monday. Is a Denni watch.&lt;br /&gt;When i found it that time, it still in a box and wrapper. Is a brand new watch, with a warranty card in it. Ain't i lucky? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flu bug buggin me for a few days, i m feeling goggy all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday and Fridays were the worst. &lt;br /&gt;Yet! Flu bug can never stops me from having good food~&lt;br /&gt;I've been craving for steamboat for the last few days, and yesterday i went Bugis for steamboat with Haydn n SR! Weee~~ I'm so darn full, and SR KO before me!&lt;br /&gt;I m such an elephant.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another "big" thing tat happened, my brown hair is gone and replace it with my favourite hair colour, Red. &lt;br /&gt;This time round was purplish red, i m kinda disappointed though.&lt;br /&gt;Is not as bright as i wanted, i'm a attention sucker when it comes to hair colour. &lt;br /&gt;But well, hope it like wat the hairdresser said; it gets obvious when u washes it. &lt;br /&gt;Will be saving my ash brown dye for summer. *Laughs*&lt;br /&gt;Red hair colour, is my all time favourite, always. It is elegant looking and gives one a mysterious feel. Not trying to say that i m elegant looking or i have mysterious aura, just i m not a book, at least not an open book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How superfical can love be.&lt;br /&gt;Or should it be, the one who is using love is superfical?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe..&lt;br /&gt;Love is just an over-used word.&lt;br /&gt;It comes out easily from people and i doubt many noes the meaning within..&lt;br /&gt;One said; I Love you.&lt;br /&gt;Yet one can do many different funny things that doesnt seems to be compelling that one do loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be responsible, when You said You Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113483291055772214?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113483291055772214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113483291055772214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113483291055772214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113483291055772214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/12/after-forsaking-my-blog-for-wk-i-m.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113419194589366293</id><published>2005-12-10T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T13:19:05.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My very first free Saturday..&lt;br /&gt;Well, things arent going the way i want, i got lots of datelines next week.&lt;br /&gt;Reports, Reports and more Reports. Darn Reports!&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, after next week i will temporary be a free woman. &lt;br /&gt;Three Cheers to Holis! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally i got my Corset Top! Thx to Jasmine who generously lent me $ to buy it!!! The corset is selling at a smashing $32, i cant resist it. And the girls said is nice! But Valey didnt carry enough yesterday, and there come my Mummy GodFairy! Gonna run to the bank and transfer some money to her, if not she gonna start charging me interest! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last post, i mentioned i received one Tiramisu. &lt;br /&gt;There is an update, in the end i received 3 cakes in total.&lt;br /&gt;One from deat, one from Mummy and one from Sugarbabes! &lt;br /&gt;*getting fatter* I did gain some during my Bd week, now i m gettin worried for my Xmas wk! *sigh* &lt;br /&gt;Dieting is a woman's lifetime mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx You sugarbabes for buying the cake for me. *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall post up the photos we took when i m feeling not too lazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113419194589366293?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113419194589366293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113419194589366293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113419194589366293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113419194589366293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-very-first-free-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113371391546468572</id><published>2005-12-05T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T00:31:58.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dear drove all the way to my place, just want to be the first to celebrate my birthday with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as i thot i got no cake this yr, he surprise me with my fav Tiramisu from Coffee Bean. I almost cried when he called me and asked me to come out of my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/val%27s%20bD%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/200/val%27s%20bD%20030.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Tiramisu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx u dear, hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly! Piglet wanna say Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/val%27s%20bD%20029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/200/val%27s%20bD%20029.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113371391546468572?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113371391546468572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113371391546468572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113371391546468572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113371391546468572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-dear-drove-all-way-to-my-place-just.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113371217506808251</id><published>2005-12-05T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T00:04:25.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I said byebye to my teenage yrs and said hello to my adulthood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like wat i said before, 20 is an awkward age..&lt;br /&gt;Neither a gal nor a woman..&lt;br /&gt;Not a teen, not an adult..&lt;br /&gt;But well.. *smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at those innocent dreams i had, crazy stuffs i had done.&lt;br /&gt;Is like wonderland..&lt;br /&gt;Though time might grab my innocent and happiness, it can never take all these memories away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officially, KIDULT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely thx all the friends around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx Angeline and Szehui for all these yrs. We grew from a girl to a woman together.&lt;br /&gt;Lets age gracefully alrite? I love u girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx u Harry, Boonhong, Kailin, Jiawei, ShengRong, Louis still being my best buddys for so many many yrs! We have lots of yrs to come still! *wee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx u my Cell Sisters. Jazzy, Miao, Eleta, Shulin, XiaoYan, Mel and especially to Cindy. How could i survive from trial to trial wifout u girls? *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx to Jasey, Tingy, Yingxi, ZhengYang, Joe and my poly close friends. Poly yrs are really tough for me, but u girls made it fun for me! *smile*&lt;br /&gt;Esp to Jasey and Tingy: I love both of u very very much! We shall continue our shopping trip, MJ session even after we grad okie? Thx u! *kissy kissy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx to HIM, i made it to my 20th yr. Thx God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, another he.&lt;br /&gt;Thx for companyin me for so long.&lt;br /&gt;We reached a new phase of our life journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sounds more like a 21st Birthday post.&lt;br /&gt;But i don't care! Is my blog! My Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Happy Birthday To Me!=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113371217506808251?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113371217506808251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113371217506808251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113371217506808251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113371217506808251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-said-byebye-to-my-teenage-yrs-and.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113363163180186569</id><published>2005-12-04T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T01:53:13.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Indeed, is a blessed birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Though my birthday is not here yet (mind u, i m still 19+++), i already felt so loved by the people around me. Especially when people whom i thought they will not remember my birthday, surpise me with a hug or a gift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start with Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Tingy and Jasey gave me my Birthday Pressie cum X`mas Pressie! TheFaceShop Rice Mask, which was change to a Rose Mask in the later part, TheFaceShop Lipstick and Lucidol Straight styling Jelly! All these are from my wishlist! I love the pressie!&lt;br /&gt;Of cos, i bought something for Jasey and Tingy for X`mas as well. I know is too early for X`mas Pressie Exchange, but is never too early to show someone how much you love them!&lt;br /&gt;After lesson, we went town for lunch at Suki Sushi.&lt;br /&gt;Shopped around and waited for Haydn to come.&lt;br /&gt;And then we ate again! The Pontian Wanton Mee at Heeren!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/val%27s%20bD%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/200/val%27s%20bD%20005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me and Jasey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/val%27s%20bD%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/200/val%27s%20bD%20008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At busstop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/val%27s%20bD%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/200/val%27s%20bD%20012.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at Tingy, and u will know how gd is the Wanton Mee.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the night i met up wif my dearest sisters! Angie and Szehui!!&lt;br /&gt;I miss them so much.&lt;br /&gt;They bought me Shiseido Curler, which i have lusted since August? and surprise surprise! a Eye and lip makeup remover!&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Cant Thank them enough.&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at Mosburger, chatted and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;Then Coffee Bean for some chilling. Haydn got craving for their cakes. &lt;br /&gt;And we already planned when to meet again! The next time we meet will be 19 days later, and we will be playing MJ! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/val%27s%20bD%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/200/val%27s%20bD%20018.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The 3 lit Pigs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;It was a day packed with fun again. As CIndy, Ta and Miao went overseas for a mission trip, Lin went encounter wkend, the cell only left with Me, Jazzy, Mel and Xiaoyan. Supposed to meet up at 3pm, but due to unforseen circumstances, i only managed to meet up with Jazzy at 4pm! Though service starts at 5pm, it doesnt stop two shopaholics to roam in a shopping mall! Jazzy brought me to Isetan, and we had a good time looking at cosmetics and skincare products. Jazzy knew almost every SA in Isetan, she is very Pro in makeup products! I think is good to have SA as your friends, it do helps when it comes to purchasing And with the help of Jazzy, i managed to get a Dior's Whitening Essence Sample!! I m so happy!! Heard from Jazzy, Dior's Whitening Essence do works! Now i cant wait to use it!&lt;br /&gt;And Jazzy told a white lie.&lt;br /&gt;Last Sat, Jazzy told me that Bourjois is having a sales, and her friend is going to the sales, so if i want to get anything from Bourjois, is best that i wait for the sales. I have always wanted to get Cafe and Creme from Bourjois, knowing they having sales i was on cloud nine! And i even told Jazzy to help me ask her friend to buy tat for me. Who knows... Jazzy is lying!! The cell group bought me the liner and a M.A.C Sharperner! To stop me from buying the liner at any moment(Which Tingy n Jasey almost did it), Jazzy told a white lie. Now heres a little confession, at first i did have a hunch that Jazzy is going to get that for me, after she asked me what is the most wanted cosmetic on my list. But when she began to fill me with infos like; her friend is going to the sales on Fri, the liner cost $6, i began to doubt my instinct! So in the end, the pressie is still a huge huge huge surprise!&lt;br /&gt;Jazzy ur acting is great! Girls, thx so much! Esp Jazzy, who went thr trouble to get me pressies.&lt;br /&gt;Other than the liner and Sharperner, i oso recieved a Eye Glimmer Cream from Jazzy! Is so pretty! and is in Purple! *Valey loves Purple* gonna use it for the New Year Party! Thx u very much Jazzy! And Jazzy, you are pretty! Dont care abt wat others say, they are just jealous! *Hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/val%27s%20bD%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/200/val%27s%20bD%20023.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me and Jazzy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After service, met up with Haydn and SR for dinner. And Haydn bought me a pair of heels from Charles and Keith. Lovely, i must say. Saving it for Chinese New Yr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i returned home, i found a nice ribbon box on my table. i opened it up, is a diamond pendant from SK Jewellery. I rushed to my mum and asked who gave this to me! It is from Aunty Sharon! and i m not even related to her somehow, she is my mum's good friend. So happy! my first diamond in my life!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus feel so loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, i shall present to u the gift which is the most meaningful to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/val%27s%20bD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/200/val%27s%20bD.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me and my Piglet Puppet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given to me by someone very special. The person passed this pressie to me on a rainy night, and travelled from East to West just to pass me this. Simply touched. *hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113363163180186569?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113363163180186569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113363163180186569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113363163180186569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113363163180186569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/12/indeed-is-blessed-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113337209875178557</id><published>2005-12-01T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T01:34:58.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>在他眼中，我始终是个小孩。&lt;br /&gt;一个爱哭爱闹的小孩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实，我蛮爱当小孩的。&lt;br /&gt;小孩的世界里，永远是个乐园。&lt;br /&gt;即使有不快乐时候，也只是短暂的。&lt;br /&gt;哭完了还可以继续笑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大人的世界就像被污染的森林，就算叶子还是绿色的，也被蒙上了一尘灰。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我爱当小孩！&lt;br /&gt;我不是幼稚，是因为看够了大人丑陋的世界，所以我不想再前进。&lt;br /&gt;不想在一个被污染的世界里生活着。&lt;br /&gt;把话说白了，我其实比很多人更成熟。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情也一样，应该像小孩的世界一样的简单。&lt;br /&gt;小孩需要爱才能健康的成长，小孩是天真的永远不会对人有猜疑，不会说骗话。&lt;br /&gt;我喜欢简简单单的爱情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=哭完我还能继续微笑=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113337209875178557?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113337209875178557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113337209875178557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113337209875178557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113337209875178557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113302345038861285</id><published>2005-11-26T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T00:44:10.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seriously have a problem with the way i spent my wkends.&lt;br /&gt;Is always got boring after 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should start to have night life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached home darn early today (7.02pm), i was too tired to sit in the church. Had dinner, did my tutorials (i m so desperate) and finally Angie called me to have a chat. Angie dating me out on Friday! Hooray!! I love to chill out on a Friday night. Kinda decide on where to go and what to do, just cant wait for it to come! And Angie asked me what i want for birthday, so i told her whats on my mind and i'm going to recieve it on Friday! Double happiness awaiting! Well, being good friends for 14 yrs, theres nothing to hide from each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the evening sun. Is always beautiful, never fail to amaze me everyday.&lt;br /&gt;At one moment, i hated evening sun because he hated it. It indicates that the day is ending. But well, i decided to live out of his shadow, to love what i loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid of loneliness, just hated the way it is. It makes one feel out of place. You don't know where to go and what to do. I m one who needs extra security, surly not an easy job to be my the other half. But well, if u dare you can email me to apply for that position, i m really not an easy going person and i m extremely complicated when it comes to life. I do bite/kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks, i forgot that someone had already taken that position, 5 yrs ago. &lt;br /&gt;I got stuck with the same guy for 5 yrs, from a teen to a kidult, is still him.&lt;br /&gt;Okie, i m not complaining abt him nor tired of him. I do wanna walk down the aisle with him, if only he could do a better job by understanding me more. &lt;br /&gt;But I couldnt blame him for not being understanding, as i know i m one problematic human being. I m extremely complicated. I do bite/kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the complaints i noted abv, i m still in love. &lt;br /&gt;One insolent fool, i'm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: Louis Armstrong - La Vie En Rose&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113302345038861285?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113302345038861285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113302345038861285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113302345038861285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113302345038861285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-seriously-have-problem-with-way-i.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113276181004891735</id><published>2005-11-23T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T00:55:17.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>和他的母亲在厨房谈天，从天气说到了季节，又从季节说到了时间。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我：小时候就嫌时间好慢想快点长大，现在时间好想越走越快，我多希望能走慢点。&lt;br /&gt;他：其实你们还好，还年轻，到了我这个年龄在多十年久。。哈哈。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一丝丝无奈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我：没办法，这是一种过程。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真地感到好无奈，好想安慰她可是她说的一切都是实事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生是一个游戏，到了终点就是游戏的结束。没人能逃，每人能说他向玩一辈子。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113276181004891735?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113276181004891735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113276181004891735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113276181004891735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113276181004891735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113258447641247278</id><published>2005-11-21T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T22:47:56.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>While being blinded by M.A.C. fluidliners, Jasmine reminded me about my first love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/e26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/e26.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bourjois' Cafe &amp; Creme eyeliner.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want it!! *chuck M.A.C. away*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113258447641247278?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113258447641247278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113258447641247278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113258447641247278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113258447641247278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/11/while-being-blinded-by-m.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113241721696648890</id><published>2005-11-19T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T00:20:17.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God says, If you cant fight the temptation, flee from it!&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, i decided not to go town till i'm rich again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The season of love is drawing near. A time to give thanks, a time to fellowship, a time to remember His love. A time for shopping malls to earn big bucks as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recieving presents from your loved ones during Christmas might mean; you are appreciated for being in their life or you are deeply remembered/loved.&lt;br /&gt;I am always happy to recieve pressie from ppl, not because of the pressie, is because in a way of two, i noe i'm being loved by ppl. Sometimes a hand-made card is much better than an expensive gift. Money has no significance. I'm sure real friends wont mind the price of a X`mas gift, not only X`mas gifts, birthday gifts, baptism gifts, graduation gifts and blah blah blah blah gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Money might make the world goes round, but is Love that turns the world upside down. &lt;/strong&gt; Love, His love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm always glad that I'm in the Light. Thank God.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking; in another 10 years time will i still be able to say "Money has no significance"? Can i? Will i? &lt;br /&gt;In 10 yrs time, i will be working, raising up my kids. At that point of time, will i become a slave of money? I hope not.&lt;br /&gt;You need money to buy a house, food and clothing. But can money buy Love, Joy and Health? I doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summing up, Money is indispensable, but not important/significance.&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure, you cant use money to cheat death, but you can use Love to. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are on tight budget and planning to get me something, a card will do. After i typed the last sentence, a tingle of fear came to me. I was thinking, will there be ppl out there planning to buy gifts for me? *laughs* Ah! i m just shameless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113241721696648890?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113241721696648890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113241721696648890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113241721696648890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113241721696648890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/11/god-says-if-you-cant-fight-temptation.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113224174476721328</id><published>2005-11-17T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T23:35:44.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from town for Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire!&lt;br /&gt;My aunty got 4 free tickets, along with 4 regular popcorn and drinks!&lt;br /&gt;So together with Haydn, i brought my sis and my little cousin along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a looong movie and it ended abruptly. Nevertheless, is still a good movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of thoughts in mind, wait till i sort them out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113224174476721328?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113224174476721328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113224174476721328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113224174476721328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113224174476721328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/11/back-from-town-for-harry-potter-and.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113181267716175737</id><published>2005-11-12T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T00:24:37.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, someone from somewhere, will do something to make you real angry.&lt;br /&gt;At that instant, for a girl, a normal girl, her natural reaction most of the time is to call another friend and complaint/bitch abt the someone who did something to make her real angry.&lt;br /&gt;Is a situation tat most of us wil be in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really makes a difference by how you going to re-tell the situation to other friend.&lt;br /&gt;If you starts to make judgmental comments on that person, you are definetly judging and bitching hard on the person.&lt;br /&gt;But if you are telling your friend how sad/angry/hurt you are, and re-tell the story wifout adding any tiny pinch of salt, i find that it is acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, right now i m confuse abt wat exactly i want to put across.&lt;br /&gt;What i trying to say is, you can complaint abt someone who done injustic to you, but is not right to bitch untrue stuffs abt others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words that put ppl down are not right, at least to me.&lt;br /&gt;But sad to say, at times of anger or hoping to gain laughter, i do use words to put ppl down.&lt;br /&gt;Though i truly noe tat i m just kidding with the poor fellow i insulted, i will still feel bad after it.&lt;br /&gt;And often regret it after i jusr said it.&lt;br /&gt;This is something i really wish to change abt myself.&lt;br /&gt;Words are powerful, it can bring one up or bring one to hell.&lt;br /&gt;It might seems to be a joke to you, but to the poor fellow who took all the "attacks", it might be the most horrible moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taming of tongue, i still got lots to learn. &lt;br /&gt;Im not exactly a/an saint/angel/goody-2-shoes.&lt;br /&gt;At least i m real, true to myself.&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is made perfect by Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Come on God, take my heart and zip it for ur courts above! =&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113181267716175737?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113181267716175737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113181267716175737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113181267716175737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113181267716175737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/11/sometimes-someone-from-somewhere-will.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113169888300171572</id><published>2005-11-11T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T22:26:26.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wkend is finally here..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing excites me though, except the thoughts of meeting my cell babes..&lt;br /&gt;This is because Wkend = SingleHood, for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i shall not let this dampen my mood!&lt;br /&gt;Drew up my X`mas wishlist!&lt;br /&gt;I got lots and lots to buy, everything at reasonable prices, so peeps if u planning to get me pressie for X`mas, need not worry it not gonna burn ur pocket! Is all wallet friendly, *Smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Befoe X`mas is my Big Day! which means Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be at a awkward age of 20, not a girl not yet a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets not talk abt what i want for my Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk abt what i wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A hearty meal with my family (which is always a tradition)&lt;br /&gt;2. A Date with Haydn. (Hope he can plan something sweet)&lt;br /&gt;3. A meal with my Sugarbabes (Ting's treat)&lt;br /&gt;4. A gathering with my Seconday Sch's Buddy.&lt;br /&gt;5. A drinking session! (I miss my alcoholic drink)&lt;br /&gt;6. Skip School on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes pls take note of No. 6, i have school on that day, that special day.&lt;br /&gt;Is so depressing, yet i feel kinda fresh. This is the very first time i will be spending my Birthday in School. The most annoying part is, my lessons for that day is from 8am to 5pm, a smashing 9hrs. The school will waste 9 precious hours on my Birthday. Tell me! Why won't i wanna skip school!?? And here comes the MOST MOST MOST annoying part, the last lesson of the day is a practical, which simply means, thats no way i should/can to skip school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Breathe in* *Breathe out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess, i just have to live with the fact.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully something good will happen in the night *Hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ting, Jas and me drew up a wishlist.&lt;br /&gt;And we suppose to buy something for each other.&lt;br /&gt;I will be getting X`mas gift for Jasey, and Ting is going to get something for me!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i could get Jasey a big hamper! Filled with beansprout! *laugh evilly* *snap evil val away*&lt;br /&gt;You ppl should know i will never do evil stuffs to my friends. *Crossing fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will Ting buy me?&lt;br /&gt;I gave her a long list of stuffs. And even told her the stuff(s) which is/are most desirable, i m such a considerate girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December is always the best month for me.&lt;br /&gt;My favourite month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is very long since i shop.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna buy a corset top! Tat is so so so romantic/sexy/vintage looking!&lt;br /&gt;*Think Keira Knightly from Pirates of the Carribean*&lt;br /&gt;But, i heard that is not that cheap to get one gd piece, so ladies (if any guys love shopping as well) if you happen to see a nice looking corset top with a attractive price, do keep me inform! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be cutting my hair as well.&lt;br /&gt;Was pondering between Ginrich or Monsoon/Heatwave.&lt;br /&gt;money matters vs quality.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, blame it on the fact that i m a poor student.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113169888300171572?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113169888300171572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113169888300171572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113169888300171572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113169888300171572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/11/wkend-is-finally-here.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113129513343492254</id><published>2005-11-07T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T00:38:53.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently, someone shocked me with his behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;Not that he is one who i care for alot, just that given his status, what he did was utterly insulting to himself.&lt;br /&gt;Not affected by him, just that he got himself a new level of respect from me to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the person is not of any importance to you, guess it does not bothers u much.&lt;br /&gt;The only person tat makes me jumping mad all the time has only got to be him, my precious him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be glad if i get mad/angry/upset with any of u.&lt;br /&gt;This shows i do care abt u.&lt;br /&gt;*giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=With fear and hope, thats how i m going to hold on=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113129513343492254?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113129513343492254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113129513343492254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113129513343492254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113129513343492254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/11/recently-someone-shocked-me-with-his.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113099579287829084</id><published>2005-11-03T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T13:29:52.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another public holis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Tom Yam Goong ytd nite!&lt;br /&gt;Tony JAAAaaa~~ is really very powerful&lt;br /&gt;The movie is nice! IMO, is better than Jackie Chan hehe&lt;br /&gt;Those bone breaking sound effects are so real, till i really could feel some pain in my bones ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like &lt;&lt;夜曲&gt;&gt;，is touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"为你弹奏箫邦的夜曲， 纪念我死去的爱情"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113099579287829084?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113099579287829084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113099579287829084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113099579287829084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113099579287829084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/11/another-public-holis.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113082208357664138</id><published>2005-11-01T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T13:14:43.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woo! Is a public holis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. i m feeling sick. My throat, gastric and stomach doesnt seems to be mine =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn it, tonite i will be having sushi for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about X`mas for the past few days! &lt;br /&gt;I Love X`mas! People who noe Valey, noe Valey Loves X`mas!&lt;br /&gt;*Roars* *Running around*&lt;br /&gt;X`mas is coming! I'am more excited for X`mas rather than my own Bd!&lt;br /&gt;I want to dress up and party out for X`mas *Whee~*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113082208357664138?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113082208357664138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113082208357664138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113082208357664138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113082208357664138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/11/woo-is-public-holis-but.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113068165670935789</id><published>2005-10-30T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T22:14:19.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>现在的心情是七上八下的，我想是因为明天是最后一个学期的开始。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感觉到一丝丝的不舍心情涌上心头，我知道这看起来是非常荒妙的，尤其是平时的我非常讨厌学校。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回头看，以前的种种辛苦和困难好像没有当初看起来的那么可怕。&lt;br /&gt;当初的那些埋怨和不满，我现在觉得多还蛮幼稚的，哈哈！&lt;br /&gt;我想是因为熬过了，征服了，所以能说一切其实很容易。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当让如果能时光倒流，我还是不想让一切从来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最后一个学期了，希望一切能顺利，不久就可以光荣毕业了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;未来是有很多的未知数，但一切看起来还是美好的。&lt;br /&gt;我会有自己的事业 ，自己的家庭，自己的孩子。&lt;br /&gt;我也会随着岁月老去，脸上皱纹也会浮现，在多的XX2也会没有用。&lt;br /&gt;那时候的我，会拉住我老伴的手漫步沙滩。累了就会去我们向海的房子休息。&lt;br /&gt;周末就等着孩子和孙子会来探望我们两老。有空就拿出几年青春年华的日记，回忆起那时年少轻狂的事，感叹那逝去的岁月。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人一定会老去，其实我还不太像接受这个事实。你可以笑我无知还是天真，但我就是有这个不切实际的愿望。&lt;br /&gt;我想永远活着，过很多不同的生活。一世对我来说是不够的，来世对我来说是美丽的传说。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想唯一的遗憾是不能有来世吧，只有一世的时间把所有梦想完成，试不同的事物。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是人终究还是的回归尘土。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生苦短，用最真诚的自己来过每一天，对每件事多给出一百分，勇敢地面对自己和一切，我希望我会没有白&lt;br /&gt;活.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113068165670935789?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113068165670935789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113068165670935789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113068165670935789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113068165670935789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/10/xx2.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113051832688852160</id><published>2005-10-28T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T00:52:06.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>来个欠扁问答题！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;烤肉最怕遇到什么？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想一想！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;答案是：肉跟你装熟.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实人也一样，我不喜欢人跟我装熟，我的性格也比较“清高”所以要我和人假装亲热会非常的难。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间不只能摧残岁月，也能冲淡感觉和感情。&lt;br /&gt;和她以前是很好的朋友，现在不懂事她变了，环境变了还是我变了？已经不像以前那样的亲密了。友谊好像淡了。嘻嘻哈哈的我，其实很在乎友谊。不知道现在因该做什么，只希望情况会好转。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真的，我是个重感情的人。&lt;br /&gt;只是心直口快，常常无意的得罪人。&lt;br /&gt;说者无心，听者有意。&lt;br /&gt;我自己也很讨厌自己常常说错话，啊哟~&lt;br /&gt;如果我曾经说的话有得罪到你或你，对不起！我是个很友善的人，所以肯定是无心的! 哈哈！&lt;br /&gt;我希望爱我或认识我久的人会比较体谅我，好不好？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不是个完美的人，不是一个完美的朋友。&lt;br /&gt;但我真得非常珍惜每段友谊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢我的每个朋友。。。对就是你！你！和你！（是啦是你啦！）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113051832688852160?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113051832688852160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113051832688852160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113051832688852160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113051832688852160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_28.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-113017429693794216</id><published>2005-10-25T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T01:28:37.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trust, how much is needed or sufficient in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;How much can you still give when there is insufficient trust in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is not honey words, presents or hugs.&lt;br /&gt;Is the feeling. A feeling that keeps one safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m not as brave as yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I m just a weak soldier now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me being paranoid or skeptical, i just can't be at peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i m juz a coward afterall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy, green eye monster. Guess i m one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, the thought of being alone is so strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only when i close my eyes now, i could sleep forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-113017429693794216?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/113017429693794216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=113017429693794216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113017429693794216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/113017429693794216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/10/trust-how-much-is-needed-or-sufficient.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112990732947528540</id><published>2005-10-21T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T23:16:00.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;多想要向過去告別　當季節不停更迭　&lt;br /&gt;卻還是少一點堅決　在這寂寞的季節 &lt;br /&gt;艷陽高照在那海邊　愛情盛開的世界 &lt;br /&gt;遠遠看著熱鬧一切　我記得那狂烈 &lt;br /&gt;窗外是快枯黃的葉　感傷在心中有一些&lt;br /&gt;我瞭解　那些愛過的人　心是如何慢慢在凋謝 &lt;br /&gt;多想要向過去告別　當季節不停更迭　&lt;br /&gt;卻還是少一點堅決　在這寂寞的季節 &lt;br /&gt;又走過風吹的冷冽　最後一盞燈熄滅 &lt;br /&gt;從回憶我慢慢穿越　在這寂寞的季節 &lt;br /&gt;還是寂寞的季節　一樣寂寞的季節&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些人的话一听就成了至理名言。&lt;br /&gt;“有些事比钱还重要”我终于了了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112990732947528540?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112990732947528540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112990732947528540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112990732947528540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112990732947528540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_21.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112962047040895368</id><published>2005-10-18T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T15:27:52.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am thinking, should i spend my last $5 on Gelara's waffle with ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Tuesday, today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112962047040895368?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112962047040895368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112962047040895368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112962047040895368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112962047040895368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-thinking-should-i-spend-my-last-5.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112940122699006626</id><published>2005-10-16T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T02:33:47.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>想起了从前的事。&lt;br /&gt;当我还是那个她。&lt;br /&gt;喜欢淋雨的她。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我已经无法回到过去。&lt;br /&gt;好多事已经无法弥补，我也不可能再是当时的她。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一种无奈的感觉一涌而上。&lt;br /&gt;也觉得自己好可笑，好愚笨。&lt;br /&gt;时间从来没有停过，为何要为时间不停的事实而感无奈呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在月光的催眠下，人也会多几分感性。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;希望时间能停留，因为过去真得很美。&lt;br /&gt;每个笑和哭的理由已经化成为回忆，回忆是一种活过的证据。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;未来，我还不知是如何。&lt;br /&gt;好像也不期待。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112940122699006626?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112940122699006626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112940122699006626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112940122699006626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112940122699006626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_16.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112922361416345973</id><published>2005-10-14T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T01:15:36.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been long i blogged.&lt;br /&gt;Lots happened.&lt;br /&gt;Emptying a full wallet, Filling my cubbie. &lt;br /&gt;Major events in my life, for the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;Ah-Ha. Not constructive at all. Well, at least i did enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was my Angie's Big Day!&lt;br /&gt;Went Ktv to cele her day.&lt;br /&gt;Gd catching up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/nothing%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/nothing%20004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a top from Dorothy Perkins, they are having sales! &lt;br /&gt;And i grabbed this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/nothing%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/nothing%20005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For $11! A better quality and at a cheaper price as compared to B.V!&lt;br /&gt;Thx to my sponser, MuM, who made me so happy. *giggles* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Minnie wanna say Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/nothing%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/nothing%20006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jul, Haydn's cousin, bought this for me from H.K Disney Land!&lt;br /&gt;Haydn got Mickey, and of cos i have Minnie!&lt;br /&gt;Not a clear pic of her, nvm i will try again tml.&lt;br /&gt;My camera juz fail me, low batt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A pic says a thousand words.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112922361416345973?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112922361416345973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112922361416345973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112922361416345973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112922361416345973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/10/been-long-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112879302741089640</id><published>2005-10-09T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T01:37:07.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was pondering, should i blog in chinese or english for this post.&lt;br /&gt;To cut the story short, i decided to blog in english. Han Yu Pin Yin do takes a little more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, my Saturday is filled with Joy and Laughter.&lt;br /&gt;Went Cell grp then service.&lt;br /&gt;Took my camera with me today, so i was snapping shots here n there.&lt;br /&gt;Took Bus 196..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/Clark%20Quay%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/Clark%20Quay%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of my favourite places in Sg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/Clark%20Quay%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/Clark%20Quay%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Traveller&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half way through the journey, this pair of couples came up the bus and sat infront of me. And they kept smooching! Not juz a peck on the lips or cheek, is those with 180°twisting of tongue and head. Argh! is broad daylight and there is someone behind u. And all i could do was to look out of the window, didnt even wan to lay my eyes on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally reached my destination without my eyes getting rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After service, we had dinner then we took Bus 197 to Clark Quay.&lt;br /&gt;Guess wat, we saw another couple smooching away on the bus, even we are right infront of them giggling loud! I wonder, why they could still kiss each other without gettin affected by the pair of many eyes on them. Raging hormones or Blindly in Love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the Settler's Cafe, need to make booking, so we gave it a miss this time round. Tink high chances we will go there next wkend!&lt;br /&gt;So we chilled out at Coffee Bean (whee!), i lurrve Coffee Bean!&lt;br /&gt;The Ultimate and Chocolate of a thousand layered (i m not veri sure abt the name)is Yummylicious!&lt;br /&gt;Chat and Laugh, now my chins and jaws feel strain. I love those peeps! Jazzymin, TaTa, Lao niang, Lin, Miao and Marcus!&lt;br /&gt;We took pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/Clark%20Quay%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/Clark%20Quay%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Malay Rice dumplings (all Green!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/Clark%20Quay%200203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/Clark%20Quay%200203.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the bimbos wannabes (though some of us really are.. Oops! hehe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after photo takin session, i strolled my way down to Raffles MRT alone.&lt;br /&gt;Was snapping pics here and there, wondered why my hands were trembling, so all the pics i took was quite blur. And it makes me feels tat this might be way the drunk see things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/Clark%20Quay%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/Clark%20Quay%20023.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/Clark%20Quay%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/Clark%20Quay%20028.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/Clark%20Quay%20029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/Clark%20Quay%20029.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was snapping, thise guy past by me and told me "Hey the way u took pic look cute" i was like "wat!?" den i zoomed off as fast as i could.&lt;br /&gt;He changed his direction, and followed me.&lt;br /&gt;introduced himself, offered a handshake.&lt;br /&gt;i hesitated, but in the end i still shook his hand and told him my name..&lt;br /&gt;Walked wif me to Raffles MRT, tried to strike a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;but wif my fastest walking speed, i zoomed to the platform and i lost him!&lt;br /&gt;phew* mayb i m making out of a big fuss.. but is really scary to me, this is one of the rare occassion i m going home alone at such late hour and got picked up at such a late hour at Clark Quay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx God, i manage to reach home in one piece!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112879302741089640?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802554.post-112869638091057381</id><published>2005-10-07T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T22:46:20.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got myself a set of decent clothing for my cousin wedding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/ade%27s%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/ade%27s%20001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/ade%27s%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/ade%27s%20005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like them alot!&lt;br /&gt;Esp the skirt! &lt;br /&gt;and the totel is $68 after the so call 10% discount.. but i calculated is only a 0.9% discount, oh well nvm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112869638091057381?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112869638091057381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112869638091057381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112869638091057381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112869638091057381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/10/got-myself-set-of-decent-clothing-for.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112861717738779384</id><published>2005-10-06T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T00:46:17.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>就一个人。我还能微笑，过活。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许经历过太多人与人的纷纷扰扰，一个人反而觉得轻松。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不爱孤单但也不怕。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有人陪的时候希望是个知己，来个话不投机的我半句都嫌多。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的朋友有很多。&lt;br /&gt;沙场仗友，猪朋狗友。&lt;br /&gt;我还算看得清楚。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她的笑容不再真实。&lt;br /&gt;我也不想去挽救。&lt;br /&gt;大家的尺有多长心里有数。&lt;br /&gt;我不管，不怕也不懂，走到这一步毫无一丝后悔，多可怕的执固。&lt;br /&gt;我只是佩服我的容忍与虚伪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;假期开始不久，我的节目已经排山倒海迎迎而来。&lt;br /&gt;有好多还没做的事情在等待我去完成。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走慢一点吧时间，我真得不懂为什么你会迫不急待的想把青春摧毁。&lt;br /&gt;是要证明人是脆弱的吗？&lt;br /&gt;是要证明人再强还是得向你投降？&lt;br /&gt;最残忍的终究是你。&lt;br /&gt;无情，无形，无声。 &lt;br /&gt;要到了伤痕累累，精疲力尽，无限悔恨的时候人才意识到你存在。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许最终你是要提醒人类应好好的保握你。&lt;br /&gt;珍惜拥有的，眼前的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许，有一天我会学会。&lt;br /&gt;且时，还是请你走慢点。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112861717738779384?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112861717738779384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112861717738779384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112861717738779384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112861717738779384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112818817344706750</id><published>2005-10-02T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T01:36:13.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>今天是教会的售旗日，当然我有份参与这个活动。其实我非常怕报应会降临，平时小女子看到有人售旗时会不由自主的耍起微波凌步，轻功好比小龙女。今天见识到了许多高手的轻功，也知道其实在他们面前我也会隐形术。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人们在做捐款前的第一个问题就是"你们从哪里来的”，表明身份后他们大多数会说，‘自从NXX是件过后，我不敢捐了，谁知道我的钱会去哪里？ &lt;br /&gt;从这里可以知道，NXX事件带来的影响有多大。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;疲惫的一天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie, time for the english version.&lt;br /&gt;Went church today, had a dinner with Cindy, Ta, Miao, Yan and Mar.&lt;br /&gt;Had great fun talking! and i do enjoy their company =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112818817344706750?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112818817344706750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112818817344706750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112818817344706750'/><link rel='self' 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ppl's acct when i m free.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112809922591726097?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112809922591726097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112809922591726097' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112809922591726097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112809922591726097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/10/firstly-i-wan-to-thank-jasey-hug-jasey.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112792485928388855</id><published>2005-09-29T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T00:27:39.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我不爱穿高跟鞋，可是它对一个身材较短的女生来说是种必备品。&lt;br /&gt;我爱吃雪糕，可是它对一个身材易胖的女生来说是具有杀伤力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又爱又恨。无奈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很想看《长恨歌〉。但知道他一定不喜欢。没法了，只好等光碟吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie, finish rantin in cheena, laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;but i really enjoy writting in chinese, i could expressed myself better.&lt;br /&gt;No fear of making grammer or spellin mistake.&lt;br /&gt;Exam is over! i wanna enjoy n have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112792485928388855?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112792485928388855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112792485928388855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112792485928388855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112792485928388855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/09/okie-finish-rantin-in-cheena-laugh-out.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112783545585767766</id><published>2005-09-27T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T23:37:35.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>承诺化成了文字，变成了回忆的一部分。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;未来的故事的从新篇写。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生的舞台没有的谢幕，每个结局都是另个故事的开始。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不必感伤，应该充满着期待。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112783545585767766?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112783545585767766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112783545585767766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112783545585767766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112783545585767766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112775051656361349</id><published>2005-09-27T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T01:47:41.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>终于可以用华文舒发心情了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;用英文写作怎么说也有一层“陌生“的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我终究是龙的传人，吃白米饭长大的，用华文写作可说是得心应手！看吧，成语在不知不觉中以出现了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;即将考完试了，虽然是件即将发生的事，我已活在未来了！充满了自由的喜悦，也已经想好要怎样打发时间了。想到不必到学校看到不喜欢的人真是无比的快乐啊！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可以和我称姐道妹的人不多，也许是我的人难相处还是我太挑剔了呢？&lt;br /&gt;其实是我不喜欢与他人敞开心房。坦诚相见需要很多勇气，要我赤裸裸的面对人，我办不到。&lt;br /&gt;感觉就像少了一层保护膜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人与人之间有说不完的关系，也有永远画不完的界限。&lt;br /&gt;没有永远的敌人，也没有永远的朋友。&lt;br /&gt;一些人和朋友意见不和之后还是不喜欢一个人，就立刻划清界限，从此只有仇字来维持两人的关系。&lt;br /&gt;这些人，我称他们有性格有骨气！可是，也这样的失去了一个朋友或帮助。&lt;br /&gt;我从来都避免撕破脸皮的和其他人争吵，也尽量得找个台鉴让大家好下台。&lt;br /&gt;不喜欢一个人，也不会明刀明抢的与他对抗，也许还会笑脸迎迎与他玩乐。&lt;br /&gt;一定觉得我虚伪吧？还是胆小？&lt;br /&gt;其实不。我只是学会了人与人之间的道理。&lt;br /&gt;人类何苦为难人类呢？&lt;br /&gt;风水轮流转，谁知那天你也需要他人的帮忙呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;睁一只眼闭一只眼，人生只是一场戏。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112775051656361349?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802554.post-112731405302161525</id><published>2005-09-21T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T22:50:26.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finished my AIA paper.. &lt;br /&gt;Two more papers to go, i m so E.X.C.I.T.E.D about my coming holis!&lt;br /&gt;Though it has already been packed with FYP thingy, i m still happy.. At least no reports and tests..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After paper today, Haydn and i went out.. Planned to go to town and eat our favourite sweet and sour pork, but he got a bigger craving for Carl's Jr, so off we went Marina Sq..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played arcade for awhile, tried Virtual Striker. Still got alot to learn from him sia.. and beat mania, is not a game for someone with slow reflex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl's Jr is from US i think. It got Paris Hilton to do a commercial, and the commercial is kinda funny... Paris dressed in a sexy swimwear, washing a car with all the foam around her and bitting a Burger....??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.carlsjr.com/ontv"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thats the webbie to view tat commerical, simply drag Paris to the screen from the side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered a meal which costs $10+, the fries was change to beef chilli fries, it doesnt taste like chilli fries, is more like beef curry fries. Total amount is $12.20. The drink is free flow. The burger is kinda big. It has 2 slices of beef, onion rings, cheese and bacon! We shared the meal, and both of us felt full. You can imagine how big is the meal. And i m so happy cos it really taste good. According to him, i ate 60% of the burger Shucks! *counting calories*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we decided to have a stroll. Walked over to Suntec, visited the new Toy'rus! not really tat big, i still miss the Yishun's oulet. Then next up is Carrefour, as usual he bought his favourite keuh to eat, i m too full to stuff anymore things down my throat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a bus home.. and now i m so tired.. really tired..&lt;br /&gt;Will slp early instead of muggin tonite.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= No regrets for the mistake i made =&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112731405302161525?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112731405302161525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112731405302161525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112731405302161525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112731405302161525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/09/finished-my-aia-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112697021805593973</id><published>2005-09-17T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T23:16:58.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went church today.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to take Bus 196 instead of MRT home..&lt;br /&gt;Seldom will i want to take a bus home, firstly i m prone to motion sickness, secondly the bus journey is too long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing, i decided to hop on to the bus when it came..&lt;br /&gt;Got myself a gd seat, left hand side of the bus, the seventh row..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking out the window for city lights&lt;br /&gt;Kallang River, Suntec City and Esplanade, some of my favourite places&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things came to my mind, thoughts running wild.&lt;br /&gt;Ha! tis is the result of being alone, hormones always get imbalance&lt;br /&gt;Melancholy is beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;Felt like jumping off the bus when i reached Esplanade area and saw ppl playing with lanterns.. sigh* but i don't have the courage to get down the bus, might be due to the fact that i m alone..&lt;br /&gt;Well, loneliness is not scary to me, but i will try to avoid it.. wat bird m i talking now?&lt;br /&gt;Okie, i will visit Esplanade when i m done with my examinations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They both thought&lt;br /&gt;that a sudden feeling had united them&lt;br /&gt;This certainty is beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Even more beautiful than uncertainty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112697021805593973?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112697021805593973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112697021805593973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112697021805593973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112697021805593973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/09/went-church-today.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112680845624021323</id><published>2005-09-16T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T02:20:56.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finish my FYP summary... &lt;br /&gt;FYP gt nominated for next yr "Spinoex"&lt;br /&gt;*Excited*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this means my grp gonna work extra extra harder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling tired now, but dare not lie on my bed..&lt;br /&gt;It feels so lonely.. Yes i admit that i m weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna wake up early later.. need to put myself to slp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are coming.. dun remind me of PPChem.. i hate to memorise stuffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= I look at the stars, wonder how much it cost =&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112680845624021323?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112680845624021323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112680845624021323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112680845624021323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112680845624021323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-finish-my-fyp-summary.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112650223419284902</id><published>2005-09-12T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T13:17:14.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/v33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/v33.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/hippie320509a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/hippie320509a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/hippie320085a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/hippie320085a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/dress.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am diggin these vintage dresses!!&lt;br /&gt;i am getting broke.. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112650223419284902?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112650223419284902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112650223419284902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112650223419284902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112650223419284902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-am-diggin-these-vintage-dresses-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112649795528789127</id><published>2005-09-12T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T12:32:16.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday, no blues Again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to stay at my cosy house today..&lt;br /&gt;well, i need to study, not tat i can slack my day away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you are getting abit too stress, when u dreamt that you failed your exams, though in the actual world, you have not taken them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what happen to me last night..&lt;br /&gt;*Yawning out loud*&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it did scare me in the dreams for a moment..&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, i am able to wake up.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a lazy afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! i m hooked to the Vampire show.. &lt;br /&gt;"Wo he jiang shi you ge yue hui"&lt;br /&gt;Is nice! muz watch okie?&lt;br /&gt;Though the story line is abit lame haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did i mention!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANNA GO SHOPPING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to go shopping..&lt;br /&gt;i m suffering from withdrawal symptoms now!&lt;br /&gt;I got alots of things i wanna buy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Shishedo's Eyelash curler&lt;br /&gt;2. Blushes Brush ( did i get the name correct?)&lt;br /&gt;3. Swiss army knife ( dun ask me why i wanna tat!)&lt;br /&gt;4. A 3/4 white bottom&lt;br /&gt;5. Some really nice Bling bling Accessories! Think* Vivenne Westwood!&lt;br /&gt;6. A bag!&lt;br /&gt;7. RedEarth Concealer!&lt;br /&gt;8. A pair of heels! (muz be over 4 cm!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did u noe?&lt;br /&gt;SP students can have discount at Greenpetals!? (far east)&lt;br /&gt;Check out their webbie! http://www.greenpetals.com.sg/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112649795528789127?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112649795528789127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112649795528789127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112649795528789127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112649795528789127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/09/monday-no-blues-again-got-to-stay-at.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112619804114892615</id><published>2005-09-09T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T00:52:18.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is 1232am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I juz finished bathing, haydn went home 30 mins ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no school today, thus i had a gd full 8 hours of slp last nite&lt;br /&gt;i m so satisfied.. Supposed to meet two of my dear sisters for dinner today, but recieved a news from Harry in the morning.. So a crowd of three gathering became a party of 7, 8 or 10? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldnt say it is a party, as is not a joyous event. Kl's Granny passed away.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a wreath for her family. First time buying tis kind of thingy, weird experiences i gained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met the folks at the blk around 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;Sat down n started chatting.. Kaihoe booked out of army. It has been long since i saw him, Army really could change a boy to man huh.. haha&lt;br /&gt;We chatted and laughed as usual, the problem is we were attending a wake.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Kl didnt mind.. is always fun to hang out wif old friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed those guys, i really do..&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully busyness and time didnt become a barrier for us, we still can chat and laugh like old times. Old friends are more forgiving. &lt;br /&gt;Might be the fact tat we grew up together, we see each other grew from a boy to a man, a girl to a lady. We knew each other temper, habit and favourites. &lt;br /&gt;We called each other by names, and treated those names as a recognition in the circle rather than an insult. Doggie, mooncake, horse, fishy, merlion, airpork, mango; who can forget them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are friends whom i always loved.  &lt;br /&gt;To all my buddies from sec sch: Well, i cherish the relationships we have alot! May our friendship last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios,&lt;br /&gt; Always tat Suying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As we go on, we remember &lt;br /&gt;All the times we had together &lt;br /&gt;And as our lives change, &lt;br /&gt;Come whatever &lt;br /&gt;We will still be, friends forever &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112619804114892615?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112619804114892615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112619804114892615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112619804114892615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112619804114892615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/09/is-1232am.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112592541133377843</id><published>2005-09-05T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T21:03:31.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday, no blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only got one lesson to attend today, light and easy&lt;br /&gt;But the weather is killing me, i m sweating and felt dehydrated&lt;br /&gt;The weird thing is, i actually feel sleepy the whole day when the weather is so hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wif quizzes to come, i need to mug extra harder.&lt;br /&gt;yet, Z-monster doesnt wans to let me go, i m always sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;As i grow older, i feel tat i can fall into slp easier. Just give me a comfortable place to lie on i will say gdnite to u within 10 mins time.&lt;br /&gt;*Yawnz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending this post with my fav lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming&lt;br /&gt;Or the moment of truth in your lies&lt;br /&gt;When everything feels like the movies&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you'd bleed just to know you're alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112592541133377843?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112592541133377843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112592541133377843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112592541133377843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112592541133377843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/09/monday-no-blues.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112571872299386880</id><published>2005-09-03T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T11:38:42.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Grey skies morning, almost noon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a super long dream last nite, might be due to the fact that i slept early&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda happy this wk, everything ran smoothly&lt;br /&gt;Even my hair gave me gd hair days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summing up, i m happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=If my dreams found you, pls catch it for me=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112571872299386880?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112571872299386880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112571872299386880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112571872299386880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112571872299386880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/09/grey-skies-morning-almost-noon-had.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112506865390955004</id><published>2005-08-26T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T23:04:13.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I made myself happy with food today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was ice milo for breakfast, Spring chicken for lunch and Brownie Topped with Ice cream for Supper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m a happy gal right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food keeps me happy, Happy people love food!&lt;br /&gt;I really can't imagine how come some ppl doesnt like to eat&lt;br /&gt;Eating is an enjoyment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, every good thing has a side effect&lt;br /&gt;Think abt the Kilos and Pounds&lt;br /&gt;Sigh* i m juz a normal girl who loves to eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fan of Food must be a friend of metabolism&lt;br /&gt;If not horrible thing will happen to ur waist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me indugle today, i will work out tml! *crossing my fingers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112506865390955004?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112506865390955004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112506865390955004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112506865390955004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112506865390955004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-made-myself-happy-with-food-today.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112489821556655673</id><published>2005-08-24T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T23:46:20.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>According to what i had learnt so far,&lt;br /&gt;There are five basic needs in everyones, namely;&lt;br /&gt;Physiology, Safety, Social, Esteem and Self-Actualization. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physiology is the most basic needs, after it had been met the desire to meet the needs of Safety will grow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all i can say, this theory is half true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some ppl for the sake of Self-Actualization, the needs for Love and Friendship are rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl made friends, i thought is always for love and care&lt;br /&gt;But well, is ugly. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a hidden motive is behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I despise ppl who made friends wif motive(s).&lt;br /&gt;Is so Cheap! Makes no difference with those who toy with Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls, for those who thought that i have things for u to gain from, Leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear me out again - Leave me ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe some might think that, &lt;em&gt;Valey has nothing anyway.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good for You, i Thx God for You~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing to discuss, &lt;br /&gt;i m such a busy bee, you could say butterfly as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 2 books to read, Da Vinc Code and 5 ppl u meet in Heaven, and i have no time to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some datasheets to clear, this is why i hate my school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYP thingy to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tests and exams revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, what gave my Mighty Father the idea that 24hrs are enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is sufficent when i don't have too much social work to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Social work = Shopping, Tv, Net Surfing, Bathing, Pedicure, Manicure, MJ sessions, Dating, Snacking, Sleeping, Day-Dreaming, Reading (magazine) , last but not least Eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.. i m such an insolent fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is the sentence, i still overuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When i grow up next time"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to use this quote when i wanna say something abt my future plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of my skin, which tells that i m 20 yrs old this yr, i have lose the rights to use this sentence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then i asked myself, How old must i be, to consider that i m old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, i always felt 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the other species (which meant other human beings), i m not a teenager almost an adult though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why am i feeling weird abt using it when i felt 18?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, i knew i couldnt lie to myself any further that i m already almost an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Responsibility to shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;Decision to made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo Wee~ i m so excited abt my adulthood! ( Crossing my finger )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PeterPan where the hell are U!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case Closed (finally)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112489821556655673?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112489821556655673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112489821556655673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112489821556655673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112489821556655673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/08/according-to-what-i-had-learnt-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112450403347438490</id><published>2005-08-20T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T10:13:53.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling goggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the symptom for hangover?&lt;br /&gt;That Evil Sheep dragged me to EskiBar last night, first time pubbing feeling quite excited actually, muhaha, i know i sound very Su Ku. &lt;br /&gt;My concept of a bar is very different from the way Eskibar is, to my suprise Eskibar is quite "healthy". And we definitely got ourselves &lt;em&gt;chilled out&lt;/em&gt;, is really cold there! Especially the first room, which is only 1°C, I was mouthing smoke when talking to Sheepo.. In the end, we got a seat in the second room which is around 16°C.  Had a cup or two, but according to SR is more than 3, Awww... actually i felt tipsy, haydn and the rest said i m drunk! But I'm not! then sheepo asked me to walk in straight line, okie, i admit i could do tat quite well.. but i m still in right state of mind, juz that i couldnt think too well, giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My safety Driver of the night is SR, he got himself mocktail~ and i got a ride home! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think i better go get some tea for myself now.. *goggy*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112450403347438490?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112450403347438490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112450403347438490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112450403347438490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112450403347438490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/08/feeling-goggy.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112437581220737075</id><published>2005-08-18T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T22:36:52.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/tulip%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/tulip%20002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Him to Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite purple tulip..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112437581220737075?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112437581220737075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112437581220737075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112437581220737075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112437581220737075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/08/from-him-to-me-my-favourite-purple.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112377112274587211</id><published>2005-08-11T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T22:38:42.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One of my favourite poem, Splendor in the grass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What though the radiance which was once so bright &lt;br /&gt;Be now for ever taken from my sight, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Though nothing can bring back the hour &lt;br /&gt;Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower &lt;br /&gt;We will grieve not, rather find &lt;br /&gt;Strength in what remains behind; &lt;/strong&gt;In the primal sympathy &lt;br /&gt;Which having been must ever be; &lt;br /&gt;In the soothing thoughts that spring &lt;br /&gt;Out of human suffering; &lt;br /&gt;In the faith that looks through death, &lt;br /&gt;In years that bring the philosophic mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*breath in* find strength in wat remains behind..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112377112274587211?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112377112274587211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112377112274587211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112377112274587211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112377112274587211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/08/one-of-my-favourite-poem-splendor-in.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112334689395450448</id><published>2005-08-07T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T00:48:13.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't like to cry like a baby, infront of ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But. I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it went all out of control..&lt;br /&gt;guess i m really tired of all the pretence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired and Helpless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun even care if i smudge my mascara..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, i really feel better after all the wailing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying does makes someone feels better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, i need continue to tidy up the mess..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112334689395450448?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112334689395450448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112334689395450448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112334689395450448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112334689395450448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-dont-like-to-cry-like-baby-infront.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112306267820764809</id><published>2005-08-03T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T17:51:18.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was feeling so awful.. &lt;br /&gt;ytd i had the worst fever exp&lt;br /&gt;it feels tat my head is heavier than my body, i was so afraid that i will topple myself when i walk.. &lt;br /&gt;No mood for food, even if i eat, wat goes in will comes out soon&lt;br /&gt;feeling cold too, even after 2 blankets, 1 jacket ( Joe's Super thick jacket came in use), no fan, windows shut off and a pair of sock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying on the bed, was wondering; will i juz die like this..&lt;br /&gt;okie, is juz diarrhoea and fever.. i m scaring myself i noe&lt;br /&gt;but i cant help but to fear, there are so many cases of sudden death&lt;br /&gt;almost feel like writting a will ytd.. no money for ppl to inherit, juz hopes and wishes for ppl to complete for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly me.. was feeling veri bad and terrible.. tats y i thot i was dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fever subsided tis morning~ hooray~&lt;br /&gt;finally startin eating again~ &lt;br /&gt;tml i will stand on the weighting machine.. hiak hiak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though eatin might not be the veri best idea, wat goes in still comes out within mins&lt;br /&gt;i still must force myself to eat, as i started feeling hungry~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala.. i m such a healthy baby~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112306267820764809?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112306267820764809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112306267820764809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112306267820764809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112306267820764809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/08/was-feeling-so-awful.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112279231746493589</id><published>2005-07-31T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T14:45:17.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dearest him, asked me; do u really hate chemicals tat much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i paused, i pondered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No actually,i still got interest for it, i still enjoyed wat i m doing in sch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then why quit? he asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause.. i doubt i can make it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another question came,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" what if u got into NUS sci faculty? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats when i will be torn into pieces.. Again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUS, my dream destination.. coupled wif Sci *gosh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, i doubt i can make it to NUS, well my results prove it all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112279231746493589?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112279231746493589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112279231746493589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112279231746493589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112279231746493589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-dearest-him-asked-me-do-u-really.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112269995029526848</id><published>2005-07-30T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T13:05:50.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This song can say thousand words.. &lt;br /&gt;exactly on how i feeling now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Send someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;I need to rest in arms&lt;br /&gt;Keep me safe from harm&lt;br /&gt;In pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give me endless summer&lt;br /&gt;Lord I fear the cold&lt;br /&gt;Feel I'm getting old&lt;br /&gt;Before my time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As my soul heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will grow through this pain&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doing all I can&lt;br /&gt;To be a better man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go easy on my conscience&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's not my fault&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been taught&lt;br /&gt;To take the blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured my angels&lt;br /&gt;Will catch my tears&lt;br /&gt;Walk me out of here&lt;br /&gt;I'm in pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will grow through this pain&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doing all I can&lt;br /&gt;To be a better man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you've found that lover&lt;br /&gt;You're homeward bound&lt;br /&gt;Love is all around&lt;br /&gt;Love is all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some have fallen&lt;br /&gt;On stony ground&lt;br /&gt;But Love is all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;I need to rest in arms&lt;br /&gt;Keep me safe from harm&lt;br /&gt;In pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me endless summer&lt;br /&gt;Lord I fear the cold&lt;br /&gt;Feel I'm getting old&lt;br /&gt;Before my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul heals the shame&lt;br /&gt;I will grow through this pain&lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doin' all I can&lt;br /&gt;To be a better man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112269995029526848?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112269995029526848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112269995029526848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112269995029526848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112269995029526848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-song-can-say-thousand-words.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112238967369762508</id><published>2005-07-26T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T22:56:36.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The more i dream abt my future&lt;br /&gt;the more i wanna get out of poly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that my future will be bed of roses&lt;br /&gt;but at least, i will be happier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poly can't be compared to Secondary Sch&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, maybe the foodcourt in poly is better&lt;br /&gt;The rest..? juz like some other freaking Organisation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been asked, " Why don't u continue wif this line, since already spent 3 yrs here, don't u find it wasted? "&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't answer the question at that point.. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, i noe is 3 wasted yrs..&lt;br /&gt;The answer i gave was " At least i got to know u "&lt;br /&gt;But after some thoughts, i tink wat my answer should be&lt;br /&gt;" At least i wasted only 3 yrs of my life, i have not waste the rest of my life doing something i doesnt like at all "&lt;br /&gt;I told my friend abt this, she has another point of view, " At least u spent these 3 yrs knowing wat u wan in life, u didnt waste it "&lt;br /&gt;Sounds very true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt want to waste anymore time, at least i spent 3 yrs knowing wat i want&lt;br /&gt;For some ppl in the world they doesnt know wat they wanted even till the day they die..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has an expire date, juz like canned food..&lt;br /&gt;Juz tat ours are unknown&lt;br /&gt;Is quite helpless when Humans can create technology tat are strong n advanced, Albert Einstein can do all kinds of calculation; father of physic, &lt;br /&gt;Yet, none can defeat death.. No is not death, is expire date in this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever we have now seems so temporary&lt;br /&gt;as a Christian, i dun even belong to here&lt;br /&gt;And though as a christian, Buddhism got one phrase that got me agree&lt;br /&gt; " everything is empty "&lt;br /&gt;Empty doesnt mean hollow..&lt;br /&gt;Empty as in, is juz illusion&lt;br /&gt;Jewels and wealth.. nothing lasts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite way to describe life; Life is like mirage, it do exists but is juz an illusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically i m still a human, still crave for wealth and fame..&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i do hope oneday i can learn to not to crave for them..&lt;br /&gt;juz like King Soloman.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expire date, let mine be undefined, for i m afraid for tt day to come..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112238967369762508?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112238967369762508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112238967369762508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112238967369762508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112238967369762508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/07/more-i-dream-abt-my-future-more-i.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112219683289885187</id><published>2005-07-24T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T17:20:32.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up this morning, in dazed mode&lt;br /&gt;Wondering wat happened ytd.. *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;Just like dream comes true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My DR performance is finally over, &lt;br /&gt;all the days of practising &lt;br /&gt;all the days of fun&lt;br /&gt;all gone in tat 25 mins play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats more worth remembering is, i gave my maidern play to Esplanade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/EP%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/EP%20043.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The play went on well, thats wat most ppl said&lt;br /&gt;but i tink, i could have done better..&lt;br /&gt;well, no point tinking of wat had been done&lt;br /&gt;i will try to improve in my next play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleta was the first to reach&lt;br /&gt;followed by the cell girls and Marcus&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Cindy, ShuLin, Eleta, Jasmine (who look so pretty!!), Miao and Marcus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just before i went on stage, i heard Haydn's name &lt;br /&gt;Gettin Stress i told haydn and ShengRong not to sit infront as i might lose my focus when i see him *laugh out loud* &lt;br /&gt;Eventually i still spotted him when i was on stage.. &lt;br /&gt;And i saw Harry!!! oh gosh! i was so happy when i saw him.. feeling touched as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you Harry And ShengRong&lt;/em&gt; okie Haydn Wee too.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the babes from cell bought me a Sunflower!! a big big sunflower! &lt;br /&gt;i feel so "superstar" tat instant &lt;br /&gt;and i thx God for tat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took lots of photos..&lt;br /&gt;Below are juz some of it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/EP%20086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/EP%20086.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats Yx, Me and Peter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/EP%20097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/EP%20097.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my sunflower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/EP%20094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/EP%20094.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are tryin to "say my name" haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/EP%20042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/EP%20042.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m so hungry! i can eat a building! i will be darn rich if i can put it in my stomach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/EP%20100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/EP%20100.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cell babes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/1600/EP%20075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1885/238/320/EP%20075.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, the TC Gang! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, a big Thank you for those who came and help us out~&lt;br /&gt;i really appreciate it alot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112219683289885187?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112219683289885187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112219683289885187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;em&gt;loved..&lt;/em&gt; Always been..&lt;br /&gt;Tml is my maiden performance, needless to say, i m darn excited&lt;br /&gt;Though is not at some theatre, but at least is still at esplanade..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was deeply thankful to my cell babes, i told Cindy, pls dun make me cry tml.. &lt;br /&gt;I love those girls to bits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to tink, what i have to exchange love from them?&lt;br /&gt;basically nothing, even at times i m disgusted by my own behaviour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did try to keep the devil in me in silence&lt;br /&gt;but i m still a human&lt;br /&gt;i do the things i dun wan to do&lt;br /&gt;i do the things i dun understand y i did it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes right after bitching abt someone, i got regretted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do hate myself at times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, i still dont know the whole thing abt love&lt;br /&gt;i m still learning hard..&lt;br /&gt;as far as i can understand now, it does not build on agreements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe, we humans know how to love, cos God first showed us..&lt;br /&gt;Humans learn mostly from experiences..&lt;br /&gt;after experiencing love, we know how love should be like..&lt;br /&gt;Well, follow God closely, we will learn to love more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m thankful for those who love me,&lt;br /&gt;like wat i said; i got nothing to exchange love from them&lt;br /&gt;And it reminds of some thoughts i had few yrs back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Thankful, though u dont have perfect eyesight, u still could see&lt;br /&gt;Be Thankful, though u are not rich, u still have food to eat&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of unfortunate ppl who doesnt have wat we had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, i didnt have the whole world to love me&lt;br /&gt;is impossible anyway, even handsome Brad Pit has ppl whu hates him&lt;br /&gt;let alone Valey Thng..&lt;br /&gt;i have a grp of peeps who accepted me and willing to love me..&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112187420389666327</id><published>2005-07-20T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T23:43:23.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tasks to be done, yet is all undone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts to be sort out, yet all still in mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never was a perfectionist, Never will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm afraid of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purification of Soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm longing to do that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a Saint by nature, Devil longing to be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long can i keep the Devil in silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body languages and expressions, Devil juz has its way to be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soul Purification&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longing to do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress in white robe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance in the field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skies in blue, with clouds as robe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me some time, some quiet time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let purification starts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the devilish act ends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112187420389666327?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112187420389666327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112187420389666327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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caught some gd movie on hallmark today&lt;br /&gt;The Mystery of Natalie Woods&lt;br /&gt;is a biography of Natalie Woods, who was a child actress turned Hollywood Bigstar&lt;br /&gt;I got very depressed after the 4 hours biography movie.&lt;br /&gt;Her life seems to be so sad and lost, i do wonder, if she really noes who she was, what she wanted.&lt;br /&gt;The way she died is so "HollyWood", she drowned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gd movie, i will wan to watch again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expire Date: undefined&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112152887223789516?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112152887223789516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112152887223789516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112152887223789516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112152887223789516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/07/had-relaxing-fine-saturday-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112139266006932731</id><published>2005-07-15T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T09:57:40.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somehow, in a way or another, i misses a rainy, simple, tranquil afternoon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112139266006932731?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112139266006932731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112139266006932731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112139266006932731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112139266006932731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/07/somehow-in-way-or-another-i-misses.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112127199805799035</id><published>2005-07-14T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T00:26:38.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Liberation leads to happiness&lt;br /&gt;i finally realiseD that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will pull through this wk..&lt;br /&gt;i must pull through this wk..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112127199805799035?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802554.post-112105326395656584</id><published>2005-07-11T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T11:41:03.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nope, i do not blame God for having monday in the week, nor i m angry with Him..&lt;br /&gt;Monday is juz another day in the week... but why do i feel so sucky today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate monday.. is the start of my very busy wk&lt;br /&gt;chocolates are needed..&lt;br /&gt;i need to let my happy hormones flood my entire body&lt;br /&gt;boo hoo.. cant wait for this week to end..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112105326395656584?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802554.post-112056972718587061</id><published>2005-07-05T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T21:53:34.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thou shall not disturb my tranquility..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine Sacred Land..&lt;br /&gt;My Sanctuary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, but ppl do love to cross the line..&lt;br /&gt;my defences and my stand arent strong enough i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Identifying the Emotional Vampires&lt;br /&gt;Note; Emotional Vampires refers to ppl who tends/loves to put u down, no matter how well u have done. in layman terms, it means, those ppl doesnt speak anything except rubbish&lt;br /&gt;Once u identify them, ur life will be easier..&lt;br /&gt;Selective conversation and absorption...&lt;br /&gt;identify suggestion and sarcasm..&lt;br /&gt;Life will be easier. much easier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotional Vampires come in many forms, it might be ur mum, ur dad, ur siblings, ur Best friends, and worst still ur significant partner in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only ppl look themselves before mirror before judging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why m i born on earth&lt;br /&gt;guess it will be better off on Mars!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112056972718587061?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112056972718587061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112056972718587061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112056972718587061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112056972718587061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/07/thou-shall-not-disturb-my-tranquility.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112027998359379886</id><published>2005-07-02T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T12:53:03.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Juz woke up not long ago&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so angry wif myself&lt;br /&gt;for being sick.. didnt go Sentosa =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day look so gloomy now&lt;br /&gt;but my sis told me it is a bright sunny day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i die rite now&lt;br /&gt;will the world stop spinnin for a while&lt;br /&gt;a death of a person, though how significant it is to the surrounding people&lt;br /&gt;the world will still spins... continuously.. not even slowing down&lt;br /&gt;maybe every1 meant to die.. is natural..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112027998359379886?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112027998359379886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112027998359379886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112027998359379886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112027998359379886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/07/juz-woke-up-not-long-ago-feeling-so.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112023951615459488</id><published>2005-07-02T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T01:38:36.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 hours lectures but i only went for a hour&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i planned to go for a 2 hrs lecture&lt;br /&gt;but the lecturer cancelled the class&lt;br /&gt;so is really not my fault for only attending 1 hour lecture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throat still hurts, like wat i told my sugarbabes&lt;br /&gt;is juz like havin a lump of fur ball stuck in ur throat&lt;br /&gt;last nite was horrible, i couldnt slp.. my dry was so super dry, and mucus is falling out from my nose.. bad nite, barely had 5 hrs of slp&lt;br /&gt;so u really couldnt blame me for only attending one hour lecture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt want to see a doc, didnt left wif much $ &lt;br /&gt;and havin a mc means i needa to stay at home, n my wkend will b gone wif the wind!&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to let the fur ball stuck in my throat for a while more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml sentosa trip! my dear pal,Bh, planned so much for it,&lt;br /&gt;n i wanna take photos!! hopefully, there will b no fever out break!! i m still feelin the incredible pain though.. feeling goggy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shake my head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two sugarbabes.. u will hate them for their meanie's behaviour..&lt;br /&gt;but u can't help to luv them &lt;strong&gt;Sometimes&lt;/strong&gt;, they are as sweet as sugar.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two babes: Thk u my friends! luv u two lots.. though i really wan to mince both of u up sometimes haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bro, sometimes i call him sis: Bro/Sis Joe! my friend/my buddy forever~ better bring me a woman of urs soon~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain pain go away~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112023951615459488?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112023951615459488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112023951615459488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112023951615459488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112023951615459488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/07/3-hours-lectures-but-i-only-went-for.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-112001709867626145</id><published>2005-06-29T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T11:51:38.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rejuvenation needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a shock by my own dark rings.&lt;br /&gt;Thx to PP chem report.&lt;br /&gt;Well last min work doesnt deserve sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently playing: Meredith Brooks - Bitch.mp3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time changes surrounding and appearance&lt;br /&gt;Have time gobble down me as well?&lt;br /&gt;What has time left for me?&lt;br /&gt;Part of me, pieces of me or fragments of me&lt;br /&gt;What is remaining of me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m still her, the her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is time for me to take a break. &lt;br /&gt;i miss the sea. Esplanading someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo-therapy is needed as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-112001709867626145?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/112001709867626145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=112001709867626145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112001709867626145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/112001709867626145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/06/rejuvenation-needed.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-111954216858412818</id><published>2005-06-23T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T23:56:08.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Caught Initial D! And Whao i love tat movie&lt;br /&gt;Is Real funny, and Edison Chen juz make me go weak on my knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was caught in a small traffic jam when on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;Sat on the bus, while waitin for the light to turn green&lt;br /&gt;i was actually captivated by the city lights. Looks beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Is a picture at that instant. &lt;br /&gt;The people on street plays part of it too.&lt;br /&gt;i dun really like crowded places, but i actually think that those walkers somehow beautify the city. &lt;br /&gt;How i wish it rain at tat moment =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't enjoy loneliness. Yet i cherish Tranquility.&lt;br /&gt;Most idea towning scheme? Sit in a cafe, order a drink, chat wif a friend, and watch ppl walking by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= I m weird, who told you i was normal anyway? =&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-111954216858412818?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/111954216858412818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=111954216858412818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111954216858412818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111954216858412818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/06/caught-initial-d-and-whao-i-love-tat.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-111934339274437225</id><published>2005-06-21T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T16:45:09.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rainy days. Sleepy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passed my sch hours without sweats, this might be due to the cold weather (Val lift up a card that write, "Laugh")&lt;br /&gt;okie the real reason is i skipped Mdm wHOever's lesson. Arrived sch at 1010am for Mrs Leong's lesson, but the computer was not workin, so lecture cancelled at 1020am. Had almost a 2 hrs long break. Slack in the library, feel the ice cold temperature.&lt;br /&gt;Then Pharmcology, and finally last lesson of the day LCD! everything ended by 1353pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. sch started 3 or 4 wks ago, yet i m still in holis mood&lt;br /&gt;yea i knew few wks back i wrote here tat i m rdy for sch.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i m rdy for sch, not for the work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYP meeting today can consider quite smooth.. need to go back to the factory on Friday. the thots is soooo fugly. Thousands of unwillingness are circulating in my body, brain, cells and etc~&lt;br /&gt;But what to do? is a muz, a muz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life.. the most complicating subject. is tougher den physic! i bet Enstein cant solve Life, so much for his Newton's Law..&lt;br /&gt;Bounded by laws. Bounded by ethics. Bounded by reality.&lt;br /&gt;If Life is not bounded by laws, guess Earth will be in a chaos.&lt;br /&gt;If Life is not bounded by ethics, we won't know adultery is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;If Life is not bounded by reality, dreams will be free to soar.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is a Pros and Cons issue. &lt;br /&gt;You Love it or You Hate it.&lt;br /&gt;You Live with it or Fight with it.&lt;br /&gt;Is best to love it and live it.&lt;br /&gt;But some things in life is so fugly and cant possible fight it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life. oOh Life.&lt;br /&gt;If you are wise u better love it and live it&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get out of this Life, and have my own Life&lt;br /&gt;a Life tat i can call it Mine Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the saddest thing is, the minute u were born into this Life, You are bounded for Life. You Live. You Die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i shall declared that my "Mine Life Plan" had failed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-111934339274437225?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/111934339274437225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=111934339274437225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111934339274437225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111934339274437225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/06/rainy-days.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-111876344062412713</id><published>2005-06-14T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T23:37:20.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alrite, been very long since i blog&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like to reveal my life nowadays&lt;br /&gt;Behaving more and more like Haydn, i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, guess the Boobs showing blogger had caused quite a stir last wkend&lt;br /&gt;Was away for a camp, so didnt get the whole story of wat actually is abt&lt;br /&gt;So, mighty/intelligent me, did a search on internet&lt;br /&gt;and ah huh! i found her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thot her blog will be flooded with boobs and bum showing pics&lt;br /&gt;but no, to my suprise, there are only two pics, to be strict, only one show boobs, &lt;br /&gt;the other 1 is juz normal, sexy pic u will get to see in any female mag..&lt;br /&gt;So wat the craze abt? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newpaper gave her a pic space on their cover, with &lt;strong&gt;Bold Heading&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shows how much interest ppl have in sexy pics of girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thought that came to me when i saw Newpaper was; You Slut! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m all out to go against PORN! Any woman who loves to show everyone in their birthday suit, ought to get SHOT! HEADSHOT i mean..&lt;br /&gt;Men watching PORN, to me is a betrayal to their wives/girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me you got ur needs, you are just watching, no direct contact, or juz feel like watching and dun giv me the shit that there is no any lustful thots in u while u staring at her body! Cut the Craps&lt;br /&gt;I do believe, every men have the ability to stay true to their another life&lt;br /&gt;is juz depend on the effort you are putting in.. And Lust is a Sin, Sex is a commitment for marriage, alrite folks? One Night Stand is the most digusting behaviour/trend nowadays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i finished my lecture, back to HER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats more shocking than her blog is her age..&lt;br /&gt;Sweet 19 only.. Gasp! and i m 20&lt;br /&gt;guess is generation gap, that causes me not to understand her?&lt;br /&gt;And i can boldly presume that she is already a certified Sex Guru (by reading her entries)&lt;br /&gt;Well, i m not to judge also.. her life, her way&lt;br /&gt;Mayb is really generation gap.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pls ppl, i wont reveal her blogsite.. even u asked me in person &lt;br /&gt;i m not sharing, yes i noe..&lt;br /&gt;but i tink is unnessary to do it.. &lt;br /&gt;is something to do with moral.. is very funny to tell ppl, "hey i found a XxX blog site, interested?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So search her urself =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-111876344062412713?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/111876344062412713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=111876344062412713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111876344062412713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111876344062412713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/06/alrite-been-very-long-since-i-blog-i.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-111815779363277594</id><published>2005-06-07T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T23:23:13.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="font: bolder small-caps 14pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; color: black; text-transform: capitalize; word-spacing: .3em; text-align: center; background: #bce9ff; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 350px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Birthdate: December 5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style=" font: small-caps small-caps 12pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; color: black; text-transform: none; text-align: left; background: #e2f5ff; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 350px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a birthday on the 5th of the month you are inclined to work well with people and enjoy them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are talented and versatile, very good at presenting ideas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have a tendency to get itchy feet at times and need change and travel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be very progressive, imaginative and adaptable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is quick, clever and analytical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A restlessness in your nature may make you a bit impatient and easily bored with routine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have a tendency to shirk responsibility&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH man!!!! HOw TRUE~!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-111815779363277594?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/111815779363277594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=111815779363277594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111815779363277594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111815779363277594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/06/your-birthdate-december-5-with.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-111781840783371524</id><published>2005-06-04T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T01:06:47.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>With no extraordinary beauty or talent, i might led a life of mediocrity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, breathing for almost 20 yrs,&lt;br /&gt;i do ponder abt my life sometimes&lt;br /&gt;wats the greatest thing i ever done in my life?&lt;br /&gt;no, i nv take part in a pageant before (the hope was dashed when my puberty ended)&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, i m not the brainest kid in my class (the best i can go is third position in the class, and it happened when i was pri 4)&lt;br /&gt;i can smash windows using my voice, and ppl rarely can remember me (maybe they remember me for as a noise pollutant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might due to the lackness in passion&lt;br /&gt;It might due to the lackness in talent&lt;br /&gt;It might due to many other factors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have known girls who have brains and beauty (Pls it could not be MSU!), okie some even have wealth.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green Eye Monster are out to hunt me.. aH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, i m sure, i was made for certain purposes..&lt;br /&gt;is no use to envy girls who have it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What bothers me is that i only lived once&lt;br /&gt;i can only be at the age of 20 once&lt;br /&gt;once the time or chance is gone, it will nv return&lt;br /&gt;Life is always full of regrets huh?&lt;br /&gt;Guess, is time to do things with my all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-111781840783371524?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/111781840783371524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=111781840783371524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111781840783371524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111781840783371524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/06/with-no-extraordinary-beauty-or-talent.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-111755396093036864</id><published>2005-05-31T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T23:39:20.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so some reason(s) i cant go KTV wif my sugarbabes, and i do miss the microphone!!&lt;br /&gt;well, i need to keep my wallet full,&lt;br /&gt;my sugarbabes are the meaniest and the sweetest.. sweet lit devil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugarbabes: i appreciated ur kindness.. seriously touched! hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to move it move it* i love to move it move it*&lt;br /&gt;you love to! move it*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-111755396093036864?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/111755396093036864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=111755396093036864' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111755396093036864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111755396093036864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/05/so-some-reasons-i-cant-go-ktv-wif-my.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-111738974502046122</id><published>2005-05-30T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T02:02:25.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Darkness was once my gd friend&lt;br /&gt;i m startin to fear it&lt;br /&gt;when will the day break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm turning cold&lt;br /&gt;i'm scare..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-111738974502046122?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/111738974502046122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=111738974502046122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111738974502046122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111738974502046122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/05/darkness-was-once-my-gd-friend-i-m.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-111734476005561953</id><published>2005-05-29T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T13:32:40.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School starting tml..&lt;br /&gt;don't really like the idea, but i'm kind of ready for it&lt;br /&gt;Finally Yr 3 Sem 1.. *Roars*&lt;br /&gt;Didnt know y muz i roar, juz feel like doing it haha&lt;br /&gt;somehow know wat i wan to do after my dip..&lt;br /&gt;Teaching, either Chinese or Special Edu..&lt;br /&gt;Don't be amazed that Valey actually wans to teach&lt;br /&gt;Is okie to doubt my abilities to teach&lt;br /&gt;as i do wonder if i could do it hahaha&lt;br /&gt;If Chinese Dept doesnt wans me, i will dive into Special Edu&lt;br /&gt;If both Dept doesnt wan Valey, i will try marketing or event organiser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Further studies is a muz.. Maybe i will try a Degree in Chinese or a Degree in Early Childhood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m so excited by my future.. of cos is Him who lets me have it all..&lt;br /&gt;Without Him, i will be nothing.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream, i was trapped in a Red House (not tat 1 in Changi), is juz a house painted red..&lt;br /&gt;Chased by a couple of Zombies...&lt;br /&gt;Ran and ran, pant and pant.. (it rhymes! alrite i m side tracking)&lt;br /&gt;i ran till a dead end.. feeling so helpless, i shouted for Him..&lt;br /&gt;and Ah huh! the wall fell into pieces, and i got out of the house..&lt;br /&gt;He saves me even in my dream =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. i tink i should Thank Him for my Itp Grade..&lt;br /&gt;Without Him, i will not be able to get an A, when my enemies are shooting arrows like nobody biz.. When He is with me, who can b against me? &lt;br /&gt;Alrite, i will try to forgive those faggots den.. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart tends to wander, Take it and Seal it, for Your Courts above..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is true, Valey has a wandering heart..&lt;br /&gt;Things are not hard as it seem&lt;br /&gt;i juz like to complicate it..&lt;br /&gt;Make my life difficult for myself&lt;br /&gt;Silly me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long Entry again.. &lt;br /&gt;Yes Ting, i got thots of not bloggin anymore&lt;br /&gt;i feel unsafe and insecure when the world can see me naked&lt;br /&gt;but, i still cant bear to delete my memories..&lt;br /&gt;and i do enjoy writting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typed off,&lt;br /&gt; Valey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-111734476005561953?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802554.post-111720626218255974</id><published>2005-05-27T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T23:04:22.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back&lt;br /&gt;after not bloggin for so so long&lt;br /&gt;i do wonder, who m i writtin for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my itp ended...&lt;br /&gt;A tough experience, met up with baddies, who tryin hard to make life difficult for me n my mate&lt;br /&gt;those baddies fired arrows at us, causing our back to be a target board&lt;br /&gt;full of arrows.. i survived, my boss still gave me an A..&lt;br /&gt;but my mate isnt tat lucky.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This grp of baddies deserved a death sentence..&lt;br /&gt;especially the fat maid or maybe tat witch who tried very hard to be pretty&lt;br /&gt;okok i remember tat uncle with big head and small body..&lt;br /&gt;they are evil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The uncle with big head kept complaining to my mate's boss that we keep messing up the compactor.. for goodness sake! we are not the only one goin in and out of the compactor..and pls, he cant stop whining.. if he is unhappy with us, talk to me straight need not stab me up down n left rite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fat maid tinks she is the biggest in the lab, likes to go to work late and leave early.. her best stance is to lick her boss' butt. oh well, tryin hard to get back ur husband? eat lesser den.. phone calls arent effective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witch! u r juz a piece of plastic.. a witch can nv be princess.. and dun tink u r smart.. all i can say is tat u r a bimbo.. opps! bimbo is for some1 like Paris Hilton, with boobs and without brain.. but u dun have the both, and using words like idiot, retard or whore are an insult to them.. i really cant find any words for ya, my apologise alrite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the top 3 most evil ppl in the lab.. i cant stand them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and girls, i really dun1 to go back there for FYP..&lt;br /&gt;so pls pls pls pls.. u two go on ur own alrite??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is indeed a masquerade...&lt;br /&gt;everyone is wearin a mask&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-111720626218255974?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/111720626218255974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=111720626218255974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111720626218255974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111720626218255974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-back-after-not-bloggin-for-so-so.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-111694539627074060</id><published>2005-05-24T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T22:36:36.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nope dun intend to blog&lt;br /&gt;wanna seal every memories to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet i can help but to whine&lt;br /&gt;i m suffering from indigestion, darn Fried Dough Stick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-111694539627074060?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/111694539627074060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=111694539627074060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111694539627074060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111694539627074060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/05/nope-dun-intend-to-blog-wanna-seal.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-111608794610333405</id><published>2005-05-14T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T00:25:46.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The symphony of rain and thunder&lt;br /&gt;is fabulous..&lt;br /&gt;i m enjoying every note..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling abit cold rite now..&lt;br /&gt;shall tuck myself in my blankie and hug bacon in no time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a great time during service.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was reading something from the net, and i feel very upset wif it&lt;br /&gt;is kind of unfair and stupid to judge ppl by their looks&lt;br /&gt;especially in love..&lt;br /&gt;u can hav a guy who looks like Brad Pit, his looks is perfect.. ever tink of his inner being?&lt;br /&gt;u can hav a girl who looks like cyndi wong, wif fiona xie's boobs.. can u accept her for who she is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite maybe my bf judge me before&lt;br /&gt;even i was, guess i wont noe, i wont wan to noe as well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-111608794610333405?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/111608794610333405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=111608794610333405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111608794610333405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111608794610333405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/05/symphony-of-rain-and-thunder-is.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-111604766217104786</id><published>2005-05-14T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T13:14:22.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mango Pudding! i juz love to eat that cute lit da puddin on a hot sat moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Mariah Carey's new album!&lt;br /&gt;Shall i buy it?? but i m a pirate!&lt;br /&gt;should try bugis village or chinatown &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Emancipation of ValVal, okie is suppose to be mimi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is a random entry.. well well&lt;br /&gt;shall be more suggestive wif my entry next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me end off wif a small part of "It's like that"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I came to have a party &lt;br /&gt;Open off the Bacardi &lt;br /&gt;Feeling so hot tamale &lt;br /&gt;Boy, I know you watchin' me &lt;br /&gt;So what's it gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Purple taking me higher &lt;br /&gt;I'm lifted and I like it &lt;br /&gt;Boy, you got me inspired &lt;br /&gt;Baby, come and get it &lt;br /&gt;If you're really feeling me &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cause it's my night &lt;br /&gt;No stress, no fights &lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving it all behind &lt;br /&gt;No tears, no time to cry &lt;br /&gt;Just making the most of life &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-111604766217104786?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8802554.post-111591329728418377</id><published>2005-05-12T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T23:54:57.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rainy days, aint it beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;the temperature makes me tink slower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offically Yr Three, by God's mighty Grace, i passed&lt;br /&gt;i didnt noe why also, especially for Trace and Trans..&lt;br /&gt;Kinda excited abt sch, when u are stuck in a work place tat look so much like hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not enjoying it at all..&lt;br /&gt;can i terminate my itp now? rite now pls..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-111591329728418377?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/111591329728418377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=111591329728418377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111591329728418377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111591329728418377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/05/rainy-days-aint-it-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-111554569761001885</id><published>2005-05-08T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T17:56:05.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got a new pig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proudly Present, My new pig, Bacon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://mpg.cc/valandhaydn/pigs-009_large.jpg'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt he cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pig: Whose stinko leg is that? (Ans: Haydn Wee's)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://mpg.cc/valandhaydn/pigs-008_large.jpg'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a hidden ability, now let me disclose it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://mpg.cc/valandhaydn/pigs-010_large.jpg'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pig : What is he doing to me!? HeLp!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://mpg.cc/valandhaydn/pigs-011_large.jpg'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suprise!! Suprise! Bacon has opened up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://mpg.cc/valandhaydn/pigs-012_large.jpg'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Ta Tad! Bacon became a cushion!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-111554569761001885?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/111554569761001885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=111554569761001885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111554569761001885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111554569761001885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-got-new-pig-proudly-present-my-new.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-111548104315043825</id><published>2005-05-07T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T23:50:43.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm grateful... towards my friends.. They care and asked..&lt;br /&gt;Yet, i m sorry.. i don't think i can be all naked to the world&lt;br /&gt;i'm not ready to share my wound..&lt;br /&gt;give me some time to tidy up myself, my world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning is so dark and gloomy..&lt;br /&gt;i forgot how does a happy morning is like..&lt;br /&gt;my day don't starts until i pray...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night, a tingle of loneliness,&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to slp, yet i cant seem find some1 i could talk to&lt;br /&gt;i'm still considering between wine or slping pills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both doesn't look good actually..&lt;br /&gt;i don't like wine..&lt;br /&gt;i have phobia towards slping pills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will just stick back to my flu pills or my mum's tranquilizer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking, how death is&lt;br /&gt;To a Christian, it means, You are being called home to be with the Lord&lt;br /&gt;And there will be life after death.. All your christian families, and friends might be there waiting for u&lt;br /&gt;I imagined myself dying, and i was terrified&lt;br /&gt;Your body will starts to feel weak, u are battling to keep ur eyes open..&lt;br /&gt;Your loved ones, they started to look blur and slowly  they will be gone before ur eyes..&lt;br /&gt;Is not death thats terrifying, is the process of separating u and ur loved ones that scares me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i still cherish every breath i have in this life.. though it stinks sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end off this random entry,&lt;br /&gt;i will share a song i like personally..&lt;br /&gt;just a small Part:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I'm feeling small &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When it's cold outside &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know who I should believe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when I needed someone special just by my side &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who was there? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe... someday I will love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone who's by my side &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh someday &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My special one will come along &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll pray everyday &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I will love&lt;br /&gt;Someone who's by my side&lt;br /&gt;Oh someday oh someday&lt;br /&gt;I keep on praying everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yuko Yamaguchi - I Believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wont be stranger to a Jdrama lover like me&lt;br /&gt;If i nv remember wrongly is from&lt;em&gt; Overtime&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-111548104315043825?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/111548104315043825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=111548104315043825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111548104315043825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111548104315043825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-grateful.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-111521940944078774</id><published>2005-05-04T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T23:10:09.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On bus or on train,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes u will see peeps falling aslp&lt;br /&gt;i do wonder, how many of them hav actually miss their stop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is just like in life&lt;br /&gt;how many of u hav lost urself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m not a loner, no!&lt;br /&gt;juz quit my job as a socialite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i silence myself, got misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;i tried to explain, yet all in vain&lt;br /&gt;unexplainable? or too vaguely portray?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz lonely, i guess&lt;br /&gt;nope, feeling lonely and being a loner are two different issues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling lonely; u feel u r the only living thing on earth&lt;br /&gt;Being a loner; u dun like to make friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can have the whole loads of ppl wif u&lt;br /&gt;but how many souls u hav exchanged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is conflicting, when valey from the blk, is also valey from the grave&lt;br /&gt;dun have the habit to let ppl know me deep in..&lt;br /&gt;u never noe wats behind tat smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finish this bloggie entry,&lt;br /&gt;the Masquerade must go on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats Life.. of mine at least&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-111521940944078774?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/111521940944078774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=111521940944078774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111521940944078774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111521940944078774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/05/on-bus-or-on-train-sometimes-u-will.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8802554.post-111504915132405303</id><published>2005-05-02T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T23:53:00.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Appetizer - 3 shots of oyster in different sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel Thankful and Flattered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugarbabies: u two meanie are made up of sugar, spices and everything nice!&lt;br /&gt;Joe: No wonder i called u my bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Course - A $300+ meal at Lei Garden Restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Haydn's Godfather's birthday, so we went for a dinner&lt;br /&gt;the meal was sumptuous, i ate alot and guess now i need some help from Eno&lt;br /&gt;Haydn's mum also return to Sg from Taiwan today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Day is coming, wonder what to buy for my mum&lt;br /&gt;She is always easily contented..&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds and Platinum arent her cup of tea&lt;br /&gt;Neither Jade Nor Gold&lt;br /&gt;Normally, a hearty meal or a cake, even a simple card can make her happy&lt;br /&gt;My mum is someone whom every man who like to marry, easily contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my holis, i really do..&lt;br /&gt;when is the last time i sat on a plane?&lt;br /&gt;*digging my brain*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cant wait to get out of this course&lt;br /&gt;i m looking forward to my future&lt;br /&gt;well, i m trying to treat this part of my life as a lesson&lt;br /&gt;A lesson that teaches me to follow my heart, do wat i like&lt;br /&gt;Same old sentence; Who cares if life science industries is a bloom or boom?&lt;br /&gt;Nxt big thing is; intergrated resort!&lt;br /&gt;Np is starting a course on it this november&lt;br /&gt;Arent they fast at making $?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert - Green Tea cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You Belong in Rome&lt;/h2&gt;You're a big city girl with a small town heart&lt;br /&gt;Which is why you're attracted to the romance of Rome&lt;br /&gt;Strolling down picture perfect streets, cappuccino in hand&lt;br /&gt;And gorgeous Italian men - could life get any better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/whatcitydoyoubelonginquiz"&gt;What City Do You Belong in? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Find&lt;/a&gt; the Love of Your Life (and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/city/rome.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds true, but i m not into gorgeous Italian men..&lt;br /&gt;i'm still so much in love wif Haydn..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8802554-111504915132405303?l=starry4val.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/feeds/111504915132405303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8802554&amp;postID=111504915132405303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111504915132405303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8802554/posts/default/111504915132405303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry4val.blogspot.com/2005/05/appetizer-3-shots-of-oyster-in.html' title=''/><author><name>MirAgE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674226910895482726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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></feed>
