<?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-31456059</id><updated>2012-02-17T12:00:59.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbows of life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>194</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-846190971670699994</id><published>2010-07-16T17:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T17:52:47.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been so long since I last posted something here. 2010 has been a very very fast year. If time were to pass faster and 2014 come quickly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may switch to tumblr the moment I figure out how to use it.... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-846190971670699994?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/846190971670699994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=846190971670699994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/846190971670699994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/846190971670699994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-been-so-long-since-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-5625566811250729652</id><published>2009-11-17T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:04:20.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally caught a movie after so long!!! I watched 2012 with Elroy in the evening just now. It was great. =) Exciting and Wow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so sad to know that he's sure to leave SG next year. Sigh. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With God's grace, I completed my work today before 10. Woohoo!!!!! God's so efficient. =))) Thank You for that push you gave me. =) Going to school tmr to be ready to receive their constructive comments. Excited to know that everyone is going to watch my 'baby' on thursday. Woo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-5625566811250729652?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/5625566811250729652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=5625566811250729652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5625566811250729652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5625566811250729652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-finally-caught-movie-after-so-long-i.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-2282545262344262636</id><published>2009-11-07T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:42:43.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't really find time to blog these days due to the common marking. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started to pick up guitar.. slowly.. Of course.. With such a slow, dim-witted student like me.. I managed to ask Frans to be my teacher. =))) He's very patient with me. =) Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cell ended early today but I went up to help alvin with his work. He seems to be so packed up. Great time to catch up as well. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been so hectic, sometimes I barely have time to rest. But but!! I will always squeeze time in to do QT. to do my present for Liling. =) Am thankful that i'm still in contact with her though she's on her way to San Diego now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to put those things aside and leave them for later. It might not pose such a big problem eventually. Don't think it will. Thinking of the Christmas rehersal. I don't know if I should continue going. It's really tiring for me mentally and physically. God. Help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more! It seems like I'm searching for something more interesting to study instead of immediately going into this line. But, that was the only door that was opened to me back then. Where do I really belong to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, O Father Lord, I commit my eye injury to you. Give me a hint, a sign, or even immediate healing on sunday service. Let me know that I'm going to be healed by you. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-2282545262344262636?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/2282545262344262636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=2282545262344262636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/2282545262344262636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/2282545262344262636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-4905611806914574009</id><published>2009-09-15T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T01:12:49.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I've met up with Dion and Dalston. Just nice, Dion bro called me at 4 to ask me for lunch after his Dance. Went down to Far East to eat and chatted a lot. I was super late for dinner with Dalston but by then, I was pretty full. Hahaha.! So sorry Dals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted over YaKun and it felt just like the old times once again. For the first time since so long ago, I feel like I'm myself once more. I think I'm always comfortable with Dals and after so many years of friendship, we kind of just know each other's thoughts. Hahahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After his continuous asking and asking, I think I need to ask myself a few good questions about cell, my own growth and even what i should do now. Regarding KIV, I should just leave things till 24 just as I have promised but keep KIV really KIV first. I'll just try not to be affected but I guess it'll be hard. First, I need to glorify and honour Him before anything else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-4905611806914574009?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/4905611806914574009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=4905611806914574009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4905611806914574009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4905611806914574009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-been-long-time-since-ive-met-up.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-3198653149392305417</id><published>2009-08-23T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T23:33:45.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My computer gave me quite a scare today. Couldn't switch it on and I panicked because all my Children's day stuff which I have already completed are all inside this monster. Rushed it down to HG to get it repaired by Dr Wong's patient. Whew! Luckily no contents were gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is not a very good day. Firstly, my phone died on me. Next, I realised that I kind of created a lot of trouble for the sis and bros because of my dumb dumb idea for Liling's 21st birthday. Now I feel bad asking them to fork out something extra. But on my side, I think it's necessary because she specially invited us to her hotel party. I don't know. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next next, is Joa sis. Pretty worried for her yet I feel helpless. Rarr! She went missing for 2 days. Uncontactable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray that I'll be able to complete the present and card and everything on time. =)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-3198653149392305417?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/3198653149392305417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=3198653149392305417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3198653149392305417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3198653149392305417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-computer-gave-me-quite-scare-today.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-5852930799692848338</id><published>2009-08-11T15:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T15:24:43.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 days mc.&lt;br /&gt;H1N1 symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;All the sleep in the world.&lt;br /&gt;No appetite.&lt;br /&gt;Taste buds spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;What else can be coming?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-5852930799692848338?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/5852930799692848338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=5852930799692848338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5852930799692848338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5852930799692848338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2009/08/3-days-mc.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-3778257293856001550</id><published>2009-08-03T00:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T01:15:10.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zMXCc4ZuKBM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zMXCc4ZuKBM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;曾梓淞's song reminds me so badly of my grandma. =((( I miss her. He made me and my mum cry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-3778257293856001550?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/3778257293856001550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=3778257293856001550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3778257293856001550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3778257293856001550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2009/08/s-song-reminds-me-so-badly-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-8971301862411322950</id><published>2009-07-29T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T00:55:52.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back. Alive and Kicking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started my new phrase of life on monday at FVPS. Everyone there is very hospitable and nice. Super friendly and very welcoming. Only had my observation classes for 2 days and the next two days, I'm going on course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students there are very sweet and cute. Maybe it's also because I've not been in contact with Primary school kids. Maybe because I'm new, they keep screaming my name everywhere they see me. Weird and I don't know how to respond but wave and smile. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying and leaning on God everyday so that I'm able to pass the day with His efforts. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm praying that the other 2 contracts are nice as well. =) Teachers there look young but mostly are married and they are pretty. =) Small yet cosy environment. =0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With 2 mentors, I should be able to manage and pull of well. Don't know if it's because it's the start, but I enjoy work everyday even though it's tiring to wake at 5 plus. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do continue to keep me in prayer and my timetable will be out soon!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-8971301862411322950?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/8971301862411322950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=8971301862411322950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/8971301862411322950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/8971301862411322950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-6146064972932992118</id><published>2009-06-07T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T00:19:02.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a very tiring day. Morning I woke early to attend Jac's wedding. She looked really stunning today and both her and Joel must be so blessed today..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May the Lord continue to love them more and bless them as they walk together till eternity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back home to have a change of clothes before meeting luther and head towards Galvin's house. His house was a beauty. Played mahjong and Wii. Dinner was at Simei and all had a great time catching up. It actually felt good to meet up with old classmates once again. But, felt a lil left out at times. We should meet up again on sun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to go to church tomorrow regardless of circumstances. =) Faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-6146064972932992118?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/6146064972932992118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=6146064972932992118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/6146064972932992118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/6146064972932992118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-was-very-tiring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-7237357734775789971</id><published>2009-05-08T13:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T13:21:03.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm out and recuperating at aunt's house. I finally received a uni letter!!! See .. (addressing to my CT) I'm wanted okay. So stop looking down on me that I won't have a place to go to... Hrmph.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have the most time on earth now. Sleeping when I'm tired. Waking when I feel like it. Eating a lil. Lost weight of course! But, that's great. At least I'm healthy. Walking slowly.. Wound has not been good at all. So naughty. I've been in pain for the past 2 days. But, I tried to avoid taking painkillers now. Meals consist of fish and veg and fish and veg and fish and veg and fish and veg. Haha. Mundane right. I agree. What to do. I think I have to go for a briefing next week. I wonder how I am going to manage going there myself. Ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-7237357734775789971?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7237357734775789971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=7237357734775789971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7237357734775789971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7237357734775789971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-out-and-recuperating-at-aunts-house.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-3456374461137073781</id><published>2009-05-04T12:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T13:15:59.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wednesday was the start of a nightmare. After lunch at work, my gastrics worked up and I started to feel nauseous. Stupid Alan still say I got pregnant. It lasted the whole day and I couldn't take it. After bus-ing home, I went to see a clinic at pp. It was diagnosed maybe appendicitis. I got referred to CGH. I tahan-ed the pain as much as I could till the next morning, I went to A&amp;amp;E to check. After urine test, I got admitted in when the A&amp;amp;E stated that I had appendicitis. Warded, the doctor came and he was so unsure of what it was. I discharged myself and got myself to SGH. I had a blood test and urine test. But, after much pressing of my stomach, it wasn't that painful as the morning. They decided to have me in the A&amp;amp;E observation ward. They arranged me to have a scan of my stomach and a gynae to have an ultrasound scan so that my ovaries are alright. After the first scan, I was detected to have a lot of motion. Taking the medication, I went to toilet 8 mins later although they have asked me to wait 20 to 30 mins. It was unbearable. Releasing everything was even more painful when they press because they no longer have to press through something on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asked to be warded at 1am on friday and was given a bed at 3.30am. The nauseous part came even more badly till 4am and till then I managed to fall asleep. 6.30, the first doctor came to check. Subsequently all the way till 11pm, 4 other different doctors came and the 4th checked my anus. They concluded with a 80-90&amp;amp; that it was appendicitis because my blood test came back normal with the normal number of white blood cells. If there was an infection, the number of white blood cells will increase in number to curb that infection. I was told that I would have my op today but don't know what time because of the swine flu and that the OT's are like battlefield now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so tired and I kept sleeping and when I was asked to wake, I was asked to change into the OT dress. They pushed me in at 5pm and only started at 5.55pm. The anaestatic was so strong I only remember breathing 3 times. They took off my clothes before the op and lay in on me as though it was just a blanket. My body has been seen by so mnay people already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the op, it hurt me so much because they woke me up immediately. I kept taking morphine because I cannot take it anymore. I was wheeled upstairs at 9.50pm. I think I worried my parents a lot because the op took so long. But, it was because they had to check my temperature and blood pressure as I was running a fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up in the ward, i kept taking painkillers and I couldnt even turn at all. I was on drip for 3 days. The IV drip was only successful the 4th time. The previous 3 were stuck halfway. Imagine the blood and pain....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only on Sat night when I took my first meal. A mere few mouths. I was sponged and drinking sips of water only. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I was discharged with much pain and went to Aunt's to recuperate. Now even sitting and lying down is a challenge for me. Please do pray for me. Thanks for all who sent their concerns and love for me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be removing my stitches next monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-3456374461137073781?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/3456374461137073781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=3456374461137073781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3456374461137073781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3456374461137073781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2009/05/wednesday-was-start-of-nightmare.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-5869659709583302581</id><published>2009-03-15T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:41:22.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today worship was superb!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delirious? performed for us... It was a great gig. Though it is their 2nd last gig before their final one in London in Nov 29, I believe that God will still use them to spread His word through their songs. It was the best man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who missed it, it's such a waste. Delirious? is the power.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-5869659709583302581?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/5869659709583302581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=5869659709583302581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5869659709583302581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5869659709583302581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-worship-was-superb-delirious.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-7930343079453661724</id><published>2009-03-08T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T01:06:46.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My results shocked all my pores in my body till they all opened up and now stuck with dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plans? -&gt; Not what my mummy supports.&lt;br /&gt;My heart? -&gt; Messed up in pieces.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes? -&gt; Puffy from the excess fluid.&lt;br /&gt;My head? -&gt; Bald from deciding my next path.&lt;br /&gt;My Faith? -&gt; Still believing that God has a plan to prosper me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some funny personality test while waiting for Youtube Video to be fulled loaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your view on yourself: You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for: You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship: You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love: Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education: You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success: You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of: You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self: You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of which: True~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow: Date with Owen Tan and Joel Tan at 9am, Hall 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!!! Happy Birthday Dad! (Although I kind of spoiled your birthday this year...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-7930343079453661724?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7930343079453661724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=7930343079453661724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7930343079453661724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7930343079453661724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-results-shocked-all-my-pores-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-8420826440760439501</id><published>2009-02-11T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T01:41:14.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really enjoy and like my job. Even though sometimes it finishes at around 12 midnight, I don't feel the least tired till I knock the pillows. I just don't like it when mummy asks why so late. I mean, Come on! It's my work, my job... Don't expect me to leave my job half done and then come home early. I need the money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has blessed me with a good boss! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-8420826440760439501?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/8420826440760439501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=8420826440760439501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/8420826440760439501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/8420826440760439501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-really-enjoy-and-like-my-job.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-7700217690423773369</id><published>2009-02-03T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T00:44:25.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not been blogging much because CNY is different for me this year. No grandma. Don't really want to talk much but I guess it's overall okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a job at hougang which involves me to talk on the phone, write appointments, give medicine, look at teeth and dentures, and also have fun. Interesting job but it's a 10 hour plus job per day. Draining but fun. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very happy with where I am in terms of cell now. Don't really have the mood or feel to go over to HY's side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-7700217690423773369?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7700217690423773369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=7700217690423773369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7700217690423773369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7700217690423773369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-been-blogging-much-because-cny-is.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-7736387161798732239</id><published>2009-01-14T16:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T16:30:44.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been some time since I'm back in Singapore. Not much action happened though.&lt;br /&gt;Last week I had fever on Wed and Thurs. Fri was a movie day with Dion. Sat was a lonely day. Sun was Church day!!! Happyyyyy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon was supposed to meet up with Jac but both of us fell ill. =(&lt;br /&gt;Tues was yesterday. Meet up with Shing for her hair cut and dinner and home! Alex helped us jumped queue... Weee~&lt;br /&gt;Today is moody day out with mum. Don't know what's wrong with her. Keep arguing and thinking that she's right all the time. Saying things just to spite me and make me pissed. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow and Fri is a nobody's day and Sat is Jill Day!!! =DDDDDDDDD)))))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-7736387161798732239?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7736387161798732239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=7736387161798732239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7736387161798732239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7736387161798732239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-been-some-time-since-im-back-in.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-2975511140009290065</id><published>2009-01-04T15:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T15:47:08.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a rainy day! Stayed home the whole day till around 5 when Mark korkor drove us down to Kuroong to buy us study bible. It's a gift from korkor and jiejie for Jill and I. But, we got the wrong one. So, we got to go back on monday to change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was church day again. I forgot to bring the camera to take the photo of the church. We went to Indooropilly for lunch and both of us had subway. The subway here is so different and taste so good!!! Aunty Alice and Mark korkor had milkshake from Macs and this is so different!!!! It taste so good and different from SG's. The one back home is like Ewww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came home and went off to Wellington's Point. The beach there was good and people there were kiteboarding. Kiteboarding is so so so fun!!! There was this island off the mainland and a small path to walk there. At first, the tide was so high that we couldn't walk. On the way back, we noticed that the tide went down and we decided to walk. It's like walking on water because surrounding you on the left and right was water all over. We had fish n chips on our way back and this one ranks #2. The fish is fresh and wow.. tasty. We're going to Quan Thanh again tonight!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have the Macs milkshake before I go back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-2975511140009290065?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/2975511140009290065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=2975511140009290065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/2975511140009290065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/2975511140009290065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2009/01/yesterday-was-rainy-day-stayed-home.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-8633840775610849359</id><published>2009-01-02T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T22:06:10.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We head out of town today to New South Wales where Sydney belongs. But, we went to Byron Bay instead. Before going to Byron Bay, we stopped halfway at Pt. Danger where there is this small line of difference between QLD and NSW. The view of the sea is so astonishing. The sea covers till where your eyes brings you. The waters is so blue, so clear. Then it started to drizzle and all of us head back to the car. Oh! The car! We hired a 8 seater car so that everyone can go together in one same car. It was a Kia. Then, we drove further on to Byron Bay. On the way there, there was a jam because there were too many people going to Byron Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally when we reached our destination, we went off to have lunch from Fish Heads. Their fish and chips won Gambaros but it is still Hands-down to Noosa's. It was nice on the overall. We had a small picnic under the tree and with the breeze.. It was fabulous. The weather today is very fine and the wind was good. =) Love it. They say the weather today is like Autumn.. Very gloomy. But I like it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked around the shops and I got Daddy a pair of sunnies. But, I do not know if he'll like it and it'll fit him perfectly. Hope so. Pray so. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went off for the Lighthouse at the very far end at 330. The sea view up there was like WOW. Superly good. The wind was good. No sun. Perfect. I wanted to have an ice cream there and Mark korkor says that it's one in the top 10 ice creams in Australia. Argh!!!! When I wanted to have it, she says that it's sold out. Mummy! I walked to the most easternly side of Aussie Mainland together with Jill. Saw some dolphins there but at a very far distance. Hmm. Nice. Headed off to Surfer's Paradise at 4.15 for dinner and we reached there about 6.30 around sunset time. We had some chinese food in a Malaysian restaurant. It was $132.30!!!!! Madness. Don't know why they order till so ex. Then, Jill and I together with Aunty and Uncle went to walk at the pasar malam. A lot of interesting things there like people drawing portraits, selling mind puzzles, magnets, accessories, blah and blah. Jill and I went down to the beach too. She was waiting for the water to wash her feet, but I was too scared that the water will be too cold so I stayed on the sand. Not much later, they called us up as Jie jie was done feeding Zach. We went to meet them opposite the Clock Hotel and wanted to have some Cold Rock ice cream. But the queue was so long that we decided not to. We wanted to walk more but Uncle Hong kept complaining that it was past his bed time already. Like... it's only 9! Singapore time 7! It's like spoiling everyone's mood. Then Jie jie brought Jill to see some shop irregardless of his complain and told Jill not to care about it. This is Spoil Mood No. 2. Spoil Mood No. 1 was only about me. We were looking at this guy's sand castle building (it was moulded into a dragon and it was breathing fire out) so happily, I felt a shove from the back and Uncle Hong say," Go in front and see lah. Go in front." (I can see from where I am and I'm happy at my spot.. till....) His shove made me move forward and because it was crowded there, I didn't see my step, I fell off the stairs. Jill came forth to grab me and luckily I found some support beside me. I grazed the back of my heel and I turned around, he was just looking around, pretending that he didn't know it happen. I was so angry. I didn't show it out of course. I just don't like it when males species push me, shove me or grab my hair. I just dislike it till the extent that I will really get angry. So, STOP PUSHING ME. I KNOW HOW TO WALK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. At lunch too! Mark korkor don't know how much food to buy. So, he ask Uncle Hong. With uncle not giving much opinions, korkor said,"Okay lah. I go ask Dawn. See what she wants." Then, we went off to the park to look for her. Uncle decided to teach us some "good lessons". He told both of us that korkor is not decisive enough and do not have self-confidence. Please lah. This is respecting his wife's opinions as well. Deciding everything yourself is just being da nan ren. Haha. I just like laughing inside the whole time he was "teaching" us. Sorry for being bad but I just cannot stand his attitude. Just now at dinner, he was teaching Zach to put his leg on the dining table. And when there was sports car driving past, he went..." Broom Broom.. Brooooommm... Bang! Hahahahaha!" Like.. He's teaching his grandson, people drive sports car, get into accident and laugh at them! Good example to teach man. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then because he kept complaining about his bedtime, we drove back immediately with nothing more to see. =( I'm damn sad now. He complain and complain, but when he came back, he idle around, don't want to bath, don't want to go sleep yet. Ha. I've just uploaded the pics.. Monday... Singapore! Be ready to receive me. =) My dad's the best! Love my family loads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-8633840775610849359?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/8633840775610849359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=8633840775610849359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/8633840775610849359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/8633840775610849359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-head-out-of-town-today-to-new-south.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-4671724015393790855</id><published>2008-12-31T07:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T07:22:41.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday we had breakfast and lunch in. Then around 2+, we went to Jindalee's DFO. Bought a shorts at Cotton On at $5 and another wallet for mum at $8. I got clothes for my new nephew and Belle's lucus as well.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out to the mall now.. to Queen St. Mall.. Tata. For more shopping and eating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-4671724015393790855?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/4671724015393790855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=4671724015393790855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4671724015393790855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4671724015393790855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/12/yesterday-we-had-breakfast-and-lunch-in.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-3442767129942721072</id><published>2008-12-29T15:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T15:35:02.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We went up to Mt. Tamborine today to see the Glow worms but the tours to see the worms are full.. So, we went off without seeing the worms. Instead, we went to see the Curtis fall around the area. Oh.. Before that, we went to eat the pies.. The award winning pies but I prefer the Yatala ones. The puff is fluffy-ier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went off to Sunnybanks and I bought a polo for my brother.. I'm feeling so bad now because I cannot find any clothes for my mum. Really very upset..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-3442767129942721072?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/3442767129942721072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=3442767129942721072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3442767129942721072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3442767129942721072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-went-up-to-mt.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-5100822175322159624</id><published>2008-12-28T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T20:36:50.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just called my parents at home but I guess they are outside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I miss gengen.. I mean all along I miss my parents and the crew.. This one is sudden. Ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-5100822175322159624?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/5100822175322159624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=5100822175322159624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5100822175322159624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5100822175322159624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-just-called-my-parents-at-home-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-3413240132668869729</id><published>2008-12-28T19:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T20:27:32.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We went to the West End market on saturday morning.. Had a lot of crazy time there with Jill.. Laughing at the man who blows recorder under the tree. I don't know why he ended up bowing to me before he left.. Wierdo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home to have Gambaros for lunch.. They are fish n chips but they still lose to Noosa's fish n chips.. Wahahaha.. Went over to Aunty's house for Bible study.. Didn't really enjoy the session. I don't feel comfortable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we came back home for dinner and played boggle and uno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is church day again! Sermon was so short that I can barely absorb in.. I prefer Pastor Khong's sermon where he uses some real life examples and I can relate life better to the bible.. Easier for me to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was at Hog's Breath and I had Byron Bay Chilli Steak.. Sauce was coconut and chilli.. Special and nice.. The meat was the best steak I ever ate. It was Uncle Hong's birthday and we celebrated there. He had a cake sponsored by Hog's Breath too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing that happened earlier made me and Jill so upset. They ordered two plates of appetisers.. Garlic bread and some sauce made of tomato slices and onions.. I forgot what the name is. Then, Uncle Hong took a slice to give Jill. This was what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Hong: Eat, eat..&lt;br /&gt;Jill: Wait Teoh Teoh.. I'll take one later.&lt;br /&gt;U.H: Eat.. Take.&lt;br /&gt;Jill: Wait.. I'll take mine later..&lt;br /&gt;U.H: Take lah..&lt;br /&gt;Jill: Later Teoh Teoh. I'll eat later.&lt;br /&gt;U.H: Take.. I'm going to drop it on the table arh. Take.. (I was like.. drop on the table?! wth?!)&lt;br /&gt;Jill: Wait.. Later..&lt;br /&gt;U.H: *drops the bread on the table* See.. I told you it'll drop on the table..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what the hell.. How can he drop food to be eaten on the table.. Seriously too much lor. Really too much. Even Jill cannot take it. Yesterday at the market, Jill told me some stuff which I agree.. Mum should know what I'm talking about. The whole meal, the both of us got no mood to eat even how nice the steak is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we had Cold Rock milkshake.. It was okay.. I had cheesecake, double choc and lemon sorbet as the three scoops.. I think that the ice-cream was nicer. Then, Mark korkor dropped us off for us to walk Story Bridge. The view is nice.. but the weather is like argh.. hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to Kathmandu. A shop that sells things for camping for winter clothes. The things are very expensive. Eee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn Jie jie and Mark Korkor came to pick us up and drove off for DFO again! Weee~~~  I bought lots of stuff again. I bought more guy clothes for brother, dad and Zhu jiao gege to choose. Then I bought a tank top. It's a lil big but it's only $5.. So, I just bought it. Then, I went to Cotton on and bought lots of things there. I love Cotton on! I'm going to visit the Singapore Cotton on when I'm back. I bought a formal blouse from Cotton on, price tag was $17.50.. Receipt was $10. I bought a shirt for dad too. Think he'll like it. I bought a cardigan (sweater) too.. for $15. Super cheap compared to the clothes I find in Singapore. Bought two wallets for me and mum.. Will let her choose what she likes because I like both. Lastly, I bought a tee from Billabong outlet for Melissa Jie jie.. But, I don't know if she'll fit because it looks a little small but her body is small leh.. If cannot, I think give to Mei mei lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend so much.. I also scared to spend more now. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-3413240132668869729?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/3413240132668869729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=3413240132668869729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3413240132668869729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3413240132668869729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-went-to-west-end-market-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-4037501898709402215</id><published>2008-12-26T15:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T16:37:31.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is Dream World today. Well, it is a world with more thrill rides and thinking of me this chicken going there... you know what to expect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSSMOAU1yI/AAAAAAAAAyI/6s1oDIFr500/s1600-h/DSC02199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284009001427982114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSSMOAU1yI/AAAAAAAAAyI/6s1oDIFr500/s320/DSC02199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSSLywr-gI/AAAAAAAAAyA/euB7NEG9wRE/s1600-h/DSC02200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284008994114632194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSSLywr-gI/AAAAAAAAAyA/euB7NEG9wRE/s320/DSC02200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had Yatala Pies for lunch. Beef and bacon and the main ingredients inside.. Yum.. I love the pie man.. Going to miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSSL7hjERI/AAAAAAAAAx4/XELAZBVIiYI/s1600-h/DSC02201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284008996467052818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSSL7hjERI/AAAAAAAAAx4/XELAZBVIiYI/s320/DSC02201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSSLsvEU8I/AAAAAAAAAxw/LFQYcPREbLY/s1600-h/DSC02203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284008992497226690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSSLsvEU8I/AAAAAAAAAxw/LFQYcPREbLY/s320/DSC02203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSSLSqhvVI/AAAAAAAAAxo/mqrM2BG0Hvc/s1600-h/DSC02202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284008985498860882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSSLSqhvVI/AAAAAAAAAxo/mqrM2BG0Hvc/s320/DSC02202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284007867287977730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSRKNARvwI/AAAAAAAAAxI/mSPQ8p6KB6o/s320/DSC02207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSRK5uXPOI/AAAAAAAAAxg/V5W_AfTwjXk/s1600-h/DSC02206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284007879292435682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSRK5uXPOI/AAAAAAAAAxg/V5W_AfTwjXk/s320/DSC02206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSRKmNLMmI/AAAAAAAAAxY/nmeHiUlLKcQ/s1600-h/DSC02205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284007874052960866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSRKmNLMmI/AAAAAAAAAxY/nmeHiUlLKcQ/s320/DSC02205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSRKQJVKdI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/qRmIlOMu7zw/s1600-h/DSC02204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284007868131256786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSRKQJVKdI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/qRmIlOMu7zw/s320/DSC02204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OK. This shot is taken by Jill. So irritating lah.. I was coming out of the house then she snapped me.. Boo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSRJ2GBBYI/AAAAAAAAAxA/tISt98OtHTc/s1600-h/DSC02208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284007861138032002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSRJ2GBBYI/AAAAAAAAAxA/tISt98OtHTc/s320/DSC02208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the Tower of Terror. The car will shoot up and stay there for 1 sec and you fall right back. The ride is only for 35 secs so you can see how fast it goes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284006106600834098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSPjt7wBDI/AAAAAAAAAww/87gB41H90Vw/s320/DSC02237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSPjrGj0mI/AAAAAAAAAw4/GDLgfmXPr-s/s1600-h/DSC02210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284006105840865890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSPjrGj0mI/AAAAAAAAAw4/GDLgfmXPr-s/s320/DSC02210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We sat the roller coaster but in the motorcycle style. I had such a bad headache after that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSPjSbTaNI/AAAAAAAAAwo/lEdAMIAKVIk/s1600-h/DSC02213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284006099216984274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSPjSbTaNI/AAAAAAAAAwo/lEdAMIAKVIk/s320/DSC02213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Giant drop.. Not very fast as compared to Genting but I still dare not sit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSPjHNrs1I/AAAAAAAAAwg/1J5iWOp49bA/s1600-h/DSC02214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284006096207065938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSPjHNrs1I/AAAAAAAAAwg/1J5iWOp49bA/s320/DSC02214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This claw is scary... Shall show you the video when I'm back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSPi-616NI/AAAAAAAAAwY/REFoVdIQgvk/s1600-h/DSC02219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284006093980559570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSPi-616NI/AAAAAAAAAwY/REFoVdIQgvk/s320/DSC02219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Thunder Rapid Falls.. This ride is enjoyable and fun and wet. A little like white water rafting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSORnGUQyI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/TtBiBo9sg1k/s1600-h/DSC02218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284004696016831266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSORnGUQyI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/TtBiBo9sg1k/s320/DSC02218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This girl is good in surfing.. Really good..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSORQgWrwI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Qi7B0_d3c0g/s1600-h/DSC02232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284004689952026370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSORQgWrwI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Qi7B0_d3c0g/s320/DSC02232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSOQmxP63I/AAAAAAAAAwA/NikP2TpwmgU/s1600-h/DSC02231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284004678748597106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSOQmxP63I/AAAAAAAAAwA/NikP2TpwmgU/s320/DSC02231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284003675672887378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSNWOBXQFI/AAAAAAAAAvo/t_0JaWtuK7w/s320/DSC02221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is the Wipeout which I dare not sit too. I scared I puke on others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSOQbrDGuI/AAAAAAAAAv4/FYdw_GnLozE/s1600-h/DSC02236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284004675769801442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSOQbrDGuI/AAAAAAAAAv4/FYdw_GnLozE/s320/DSC02236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSOQMjiaqI/AAAAAAAAAvw/4R7PZRF6F0Y/s1600-h/DSC02234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284004671711767202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSOQMjiaqI/AAAAAAAAAvw/4R7PZRF6F0Y/s320/DSC02234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSNV5jOh2I/AAAAAAAAAvg/opS3ssS0TeY/s1600-h/DSC02236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284003670177777506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSNV5jOh2I/AAAAAAAAAvg/opS3ssS0TeY/s320/DSC02236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSNVv69AwI/AAAAAAAAAvY/FBT9_Qa-EZ8/s1600-h/DSC02244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284003667592938242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSNVv69AwI/AAAAAAAAAvY/FBT9_Qa-EZ8/s320/DSC02244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSNVts8N8I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/twjsS21eXRg/s1600-h/DSC02245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284003666997295042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSNVts8N8I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/twjsS21eXRg/s320/DSC02245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Overall, I had fun.. But thinking of how much the three worlds cost... I feel bad.. Dinner is going to be cooked by Auntie Alice soon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH. We had dinner at Aunty Molly's house on Christmas eve. The amount of food on the table was wow.... We had turkey, ham, lamb, chicken, salad, Ikea meatballs, and many more.. So, can imagine?? I shit like mad the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas day started with Church service in the morning which was good.. Then we came home to start Lord Of The Rings movie marathon.. I finished all three movies in 12 hours.. Shiok. I did not have Christmas Log cake for Christmas this year. Bet my family had one.. =( I miss cakes in Singapore... Mummy!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-4037501898709402215?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/4037501898709402215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=4037501898709402215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4037501898709402215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4037501898709402215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-is-dream-world-today.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVSSMOAU1yI/AAAAAAAAAyI/6s1oDIFr500/s72-c/DSC02199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-6898449028223110231</id><published>2008-12-24T13:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T14:11:51.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was so tired the last few days that I didn't upload anything at all. I'm getting lazy to post all the pictures because they are really a lot of them. So, please go view them at Facebook. They are all in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly on monday, we headed to Habourtown  for shopping!! I bought clothes and a shoe for $20 and I bought something for Clavell again. Got a Tee and clothes that Er Jie can take.. =) I had a great time shopping there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to DFO again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night after dinner at home, we went out to see Christmas House Lightings. This is a competition for the best lights and this house wins every single year. The rest of the photos are in Facebook. Must take a look. The winner will get free water and elec bill yearly. So good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHObko8RQI/AAAAAAAAAvA/iXcDqahqi1g/s1600-h/DSC02000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283230810969490690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHObko8RQI/AAAAAAAAAvA/iXcDqahqi1g/s320/DSC02000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Tuesday yesterday, we went to Sea World. Only Jill and I entered and I had a great time with her. Really liked her company. Fun to be with her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHObTvBJ9I/AAAAAAAAAuw/_dpUi3al1cM/s1600-h/DSC02061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283230806431573970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHObTvBJ9I/AAAAAAAAAuw/_dpUi3al1cM/s320/DSC02061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHObG6JuaI/AAAAAAAAAuo/MUpe9KcwPUQ/s1600-h/DSC02177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283230802988612002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHObG6JuaI/AAAAAAAAAuo/MUpe9KcwPUQ/s320/DSC02177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHOa7lnuUI/AAAAAAAAAug/HSRmel2Fxsw/s1600-h/DSC02070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283230799949707586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHOa7lnuUI/AAAAAAAAAug/HSRmel2Fxsw/s320/DSC02070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Sea Lion show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHNYpFkVQI/AAAAAAAAAuY/y_aJWNdRaXY/s1600-h/DSC02083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283229661112063234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHNYpFkVQI/AAAAAAAAAuY/y_aJWNdRaXY/s320/DSC02083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHNYCTHCzI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/IQ70GftGKpA/s1600-h/DSC02077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283229650699881266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHNYCTHCzI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/IQ70GftGKpA/s320/DSC02077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHNX7i_9cI/AAAAAAAAAuI/oeUgMnWQrU0/s1600-h/DSC02088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283229648887477698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHNX7i_9cI/AAAAAAAAAuI/oeUgMnWQrU0/s320/DSC02088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The water ski show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHNXmERwFI/AAAAAAAAAuA/iGkY6D9vWsI/s1600-h/DSC02109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283229643121475666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHNXmERwFI/AAAAAAAAAuA/iGkY6D9vWsI/s320/DSC02109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHNXX61j6I/AAAAAAAAAt4/ebV9SlTnBA4/s1600-h/DSC02124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283229639323783074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHNXX61j6I/AAAAAAAAAt4/ebV9SlTnBA4/s320/DSC02124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHL8zY7qwI/AAAAAAAAAtw/8EbzMK9tp4s/s1600-h/DSC02145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283228083329673986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHL8zY7qwI/AAAAAAAAAtw/8EbzMK9tp4s/s320/DSC02145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHL8aYou4I/AAAAAAAAAto/m6QLs75HMiE/s1600-h/DSC02139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283228076617546626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHL8aYou4I/AAAAAAAAAto/m6QLs75HMiE/s320/DSC02139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283228062312259698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHL7lF_YHI/AAAAAAAAAtY/WscvYK1Wcw4/s320/DSC02143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHL74acekI/AAAAAAAAAtg/5PwKbZz9msM/s1600-h/DSC02136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283228067498326594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHL74acekI/AAAAAAAAAtg/5PwKbZz9msM/s320/DSC02136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHL7IjbBuI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/KH4GRjtwudE/s1600-h/DSC02150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283228054651078370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHL7IjbBuI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/KH4GRjtwudE/s320/DSC02150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dolphin show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHLEIS_PUI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Q-FAdSSNCtg/s1600-h/DSC02152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283227109689343298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHLEIS_PUI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Q-FAdSSNCtg/s320/DSC02152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHLDvnCR6I/AAAAAAAAAtA/XpuQcrox9hQ/s1600-h/DSC02165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283227103062542242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHLDvnCR6I/AAAAAAAAAtA/XpuQcrox9hQ/s320/DSC02165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Surfers Paradise.. Hanzi gege will love this.. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283230812730205138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHObrMuo9I/AAAAAAAAAu4/IdTlqDh2hbQ/s320/DSC02184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHLDaofJ3I/AAAAAAAAAs4/X_zkR87e7tk/s1600-h/DSC02190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283227097431484274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHLDaofJ3I/AAAAAAAAAs4/X_zkR87e7tk/s320/DSC02190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Aussie Outback. This is a Cowboy show that involves horses, cows, sheep and shepherd. Dad will love the show. You watch the show and eat at the same time.. Main dish was beef steak. hmm.... The show is nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHLDDjqNTI/AAAAAAAAAsw/ZPqMol1cHxw/s1600-h/DSC02195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283227091237221682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHLDDjqNTI/AAAAAAAAAsw/ZPqMol1cHxw/s320/DSC02195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHLC3e63TI/AAAAAAAAAso/jg72q74bniY/s1600-h/DSC02196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283227087996116274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHLC3e63TI/AAAAAAAAAso/jg72q74bniY/s320/DSC02196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mense is here... After not uploading for so long.. I don't know what to type. But, I enjoyed myself a lot. I think the pictures will tell all. Leaving to Aunty Molly's house for Christmas dinner with 30 other people. Blog tomorrow.. tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-6898449028223110231?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/6898449028223110231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=6898449028223110231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/6898449028223110231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/6898449028223110231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-was-so-tired-last-few-days-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SVHObko8RQI/AAAAAAAAAvA/iXcDqahqi1g/s72-c/DSC02000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-3280218338104015144</id><published>2008-12-21T14:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T14:47:25.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was so tired yesterday that I did not blog. Ok. Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had breakfast and lunch at home yesterday. Breakfast was biscuits and milo because the house ran out of food. Then, I went grocery shopping with Aunty Alice and Uncle Hong. We headed down to West End Markets. First we went to a Vietnam butcher then down to the markets. The markets are somewhat like pasar malam but selling veggies, fruits, clothes, food... Something like Eumandi Market but the choice of food and clothes are different. I bought another sunglass there because it costs only $15! Something you cannot get in Singapore. I bought a cap there too.. for $10. Something I cannot get in Singapore too. Whee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came home to have Mee Tai Mak cooked by Mark korkor. It was great! Then, we set off with Dawn Jie Jie and Mark Korkor to DFO (Direct Factory Outlet). The clothes there are nice and cheap and wow~ Jill and I went crazy there.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought 1 thing for myself, 1 for mum, 3 for bro... You better be good to me when I'm back you naughty boy. I came back and helped in preparing dinner (scooping the rice). We watched The Dark Knight after dinner and I fell asleep halfway. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we went to church and knew more people there. Ha. We went to Singapura with Mark Wang and Bret to have some Hainan Chicken Rice... Off we went to Indooropilly.. Shopping there again and I bought myself a cute tee there that costs $15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Off to play facebook game.. I think my menses are coming.. Tummy feels tight and wierd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-3280218338104015144?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/3280218338104015144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=3280218338104015144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3280218338104015144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3280218338104015144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-was-so-tired-yesterday-that-i-did-not.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-3502133560605747817</id><published>2008-12-19T17:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T17:06:33.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was loading the photos halfway when the battery of the camera went flat. So, depends on how long it charges... I have to see if I have the energy to go upload the rest. Because there is really a lot of pictures from the farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if there is no new post today.. check it out tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-3502133560605747817?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/3502133560605747817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=3502133560605747817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3502133560605747817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3502133560605747817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-was-loading-photos-halfway-when.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-4572047804437931741</id><published>2008-12-19T16:07:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T22:42:35.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tuesday. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed to Uncle John's farm after breakfast. We took off at 9.30am and reached around 3pm. Of course, we took our luch halfway at Big W. But, I had the Chinese food which was so salty, it tasted bad. At that time, it was already approximately 1pm. The journey was so long that I slept along the way. It was so embarrassing because they realised that I sleep with my eyes open. Man. Is there anything I can do about it? I'm willing to pay any amount for it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way when we were reaching, there were some works going on on the bridge across Mary River so we got to head back and use another road. But, this road is one which Uncle Hong and Aunty Alice do not know. Obviously, we got lost for about 1/2 an hour in the jungle. We headed to a store to get a map and finally drove in. The farm was quite far in and the scene was breath-taking. These are pictures along the drive in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUueBs_iceI/AAAAAAAAAsI/BW43Lkmj9co/s1600-h/DSC01872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281488740116754914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUueBs_iceI/AAAAAAAAAsI/BW43Lkmj9co/s320/DSC01872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUueADRc3lI/AAAAAAAAAsA/ANIL2igYrTM/s1600-h/DSC01873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281488711737728594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUueADRc3lI/AAAAAAAAAsA/ANIL2igYrTM/s320/DSC01873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUud_iN57zI/AAAAAAAAAr4/dVoyvnIQKi4/s1600-h/DSC01874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281488702864486194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUud_iN57zI/AAAAAAAAAr4/dVoyvnIQKi4/s320/DSC01874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUudJjFl98I/AAAAAAAAArw/DooUj8AC5wI/s1600-h/DSC01878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281487775385122754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUudJjFl98I/AAAAAAAAArw/DooUj8AC5wI/s320/DSC01878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUudJTGnIBI/AAAAAAAAAro/0hPbgBpFzzo/s1600-h/DSC01873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281487771094425618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUudJTGnIBI/AAAAAAAAAro/0hPbgBpFzzo/s320/DSC01873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUudJMO_r9I/AAAAAAAAArg/P1hyTnvfIWg/s1600-h/DSC01879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281487769250541522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUudJMO_r9I/AAAAAAAAArg/P1hyTnvfIWg/s320/DSC01879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUudJPj-2BI/AAAAAAAAArY/0wVaR_hrGJE/s1600-h/DSC01886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281487770143873042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUudJPj-2BI/AAAAAAAAArY/0wVaR_hrGJE/s320/DSC01886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Hong was saying that Uncle John's farm stretches from what our eyes can see from the left to the right. Amazing. And, to Uncle John, that's a small farm. There were cows, a hourse and plenty of land and trees. Uncle John's farm starts from here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUudI9IdXiI/AAAAAAAAArQ/DV_R7okAgtM/s1600-h/DSC01882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281487765196594722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUudI9IdXiI/AAAAAAAAArQ/DV_R7okAgtM/s320/DSC01882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stretches from here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUucRuov2II/AAAAAAAAArI/IezK4EQa9PY/s1600-h/DSC01889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281486816412686466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUucRuov2II/AAAAAAAAArI/IezK4EQa9PY/s320/DSC01889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUucRV-sqkI/AAAAAAAAArA/E6Q6nEhAqpE/s1600-h/DSC01887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281486809793866306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUucRV-sqkI/AAAAAAAAArA/E6Q6nEhAqpE/s320/DSC01887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And till here.. (pictures are taken from the car from the left to the right.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUucRMmxszI/AAAAAAAAAq4/6JcOfkDQQNM/s1600-h/DSC01885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281486807277613874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUucRMmxszI/AAAAAAAAAq4/6JcOfkDQQNM/s320/DSC01885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here too.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUucRPx1_iI/AAAAAAAAAqw/m9mf3LOXraA/s1600-h/DSC01894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281486808129338914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUucRPx1_iI/AAAAAAAAAqw/m9mf3LOXraA/s320/DSC01894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are his farm too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUucQ1J4LrI/AAAAAAAAAqo/cBZ4IeAp3Bc/s1600-h/DSC01896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281486800982388402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUucQ1J4LrI/AAAAAAAAAqo/cBZ4IeAp3Bc/s320/DSC01896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is his Queenslander. His kids are Mandie (5) and Johnny(3) even though he is 72 this year. This is his 2nd marriage. I'm appalled by the knowledge of these 2 kids and how well they can speak. They would run around the farm in their bare feets, sting themselves by the stinging nettle and happily giggling away. I've played with them the whole day and I'm very exhausted now. They brought us halfway down the farm (the way we drove up).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281492525412396210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuheCUWLLI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/OiYej5wBRLc/s320/DSC01895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuam50QMZI/AAAAAAAAAqg/Q66cm_f35js/s1600-h/DSC01944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281484981167731090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuam50QMZI/AAAAAAAAAqg/Q66cm_f35js/s320/DSC01944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The garden where they plant flowers and grow fruits and veggies such as strawberries, banana trees, papaya trees, pineapples, tomatoes, potatoes, passionfruit, macadaemia tree and many more... I cracked my first macadaemia nut!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuam5SMOBI/AAAAAAAAAqY/yFJgvZSt3R0/s1600-h/DSC01908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281484981024864274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuam5SMOBI/AAAAAAAAAqY/yFJgvZSt3R0/s320/DSC01908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuamoaDnNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/jgUfN6oE7Gc/s1600-h/DSC01906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281484976494451922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuamoaDnNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/jgUfN6oE7Gc/s320/DSC01906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is sunset from their house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281492920038153298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuh1AadXFI/AAAAAAAAAsY/wgTc_4A146s/s320/DSC01948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281492924573309490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuh1RTuWjI/AAAAAAAAAsg/qBNt_7-Iz98/s320/DSC01952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is the room Jill and I share for the last 4 days... This room is below his Queenslander and everything is built by himself.. Including the wiring for lights and piping for the water..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281484965969066914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuamBMm-6I/AAAAAAAAAqA/m2Bz9Cr_Snw/s320/DSC01902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Even the toilet.. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuamVE_7-I/AAAAAAAAAqI/vUj9-JyBh5w/s1600-h/DSC01901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281484971305856994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuamVE_7-I/AAAAAAAAAqI/vUj9-JyBh5w/s320/DSC01901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dinner was steak grilled by Uncle John and prepared by Auntie Rosemarie. It was great just that its a little hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuZlSHiCFI/AAAAAAAAAp4/9xbbylyo4ME/s1600-h/DSC01905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281483853819676754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuZlSHiCFI/AAAAAAAAAp4/9xbbylyo4ME/s320/DSC01905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See our dinner... So much food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuZkrpmw6I/AAAAAAAAApw/nGndlU-7H08/s1600-h/DSC01909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281483843493610402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuZkrpmw6I/AAAAAAAAApw/nGndlU-7H08/s320/DSC01909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All went to bed around 7 and this is their lifestyle. Came back to wash up but ended up facing spiders in the toilet. So freaked out till I dare not even step into the toilet. Aunty Alice had to come over to clear them for me. Washed up and then we went out to star gaze.. All lights were out and it was pitch black outside. Every single area of the sky seemed to be covered fully with stars. I've never seem such a beautiful sky before. It was the best sky ever. Bed time! I think it's 8.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke at 7.30am today and I thought that it was already 9.30! Guess I'm going to have jetlag when I return. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The moment we woke up and went up to have breakfast, the kids start bugging us. There goes our day. After that, we went out to have a walk with them down the car trail again. This time, we went further. Uncle John wanted to bring us for a drive but we couldn't wait up for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We came back and had a new cold drink and watch the kids swim in the pool. But, it was so dirty that I dare not even touch the water. Aunty Alice says its chlorine salt water but it is so murky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids can't really swim but taking into consideration that they are only 5 and 3 and they learn on their own, they're good! After their swim, Uncle John came back with his neighbours, David Peddler and his son Adam. Later, Uncle John took us out to see how he pumps water from the dam. We climbed up a small hill and saw the beautiful and calm pond (they call it a dam). But, I forgot my camera... We went back down and Uncle John took us further to see the cows.. Smelly indeed. A big herd of them moo-ed at the same time and it is scary. We climbed through they wire fencing and got nearer to the cows. Mandie found a nice cow that we can pat. The cow is really friendly but I think that she's scared herself. We climbed out of the wire fencing and I did not bend low enought, it caught my blouse and pulled me. The next thing I know is that my knee hurts. I did not want to make it a big thing though it's really painful. I look down and saw lots of blood. It's still pain now when I'm penning this down. We went back and I went to wash up immediately. After cleaning, I see a big hole. Man! Another scar on my knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281481499726097554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuXcQb4rJI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/qDJkKjGZgtQ/s320/DSC01911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We had pasta, salad, lots of ham, beans and juice for lunch. It was Uncle John's birthday! He's 72 this year. Aunty Rosemarie brought out the surprise birthday cake for him and we sang him the birthday song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281481505215374882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuXck4oZiI/AAAAAAAAAoY/JKzWCyRGuOs/s320/DSC01916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281482679500783394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuYg7cFvyI/AAAAAAAAAow/SmGSsWMUVkQ/s320/DSC01912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately after eating, I mean IMMEDIATELY, the kids wanted to play again. I went on to play with Johnny and Jill played with Mandie. I played blocks with him and I almost fell asleep doing that. Luckily, we were going out with Uncle John to switch off the water pump. This time, I brought my camera. We headed back to the cows and on my way out, I scratched my other knee! How did I do that? I don't know. I think it's amazing to scratch both knees accidentally on the same day too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuZkQQTmZI/AAAAAAAAApo/d5erbpc50bM/s1600-h/DSC01922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281483836139739538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuZkQQTmZI/AAAAAAAAApo/d5erbpc50bM/s320/DSC01922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuZkO7wEaI/AAAAAAAAApg/hmdYCxW-Tw0/s1600-h/DSC01919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281483835785089442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuZkO7wEaI/AAAAAAAAApg/hmdYCxW-Tw0/s320/DSC01919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuZjvzRUeI/AAAAAAAAApY/oZMyeT75AcY/s1600-h/DSC01921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281483827428020706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuZjvzRUeI/AAAAAAAAApY/oZMyeT75AcY/s320/DSC01921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuYkWhcqYI/AAAAAAAAApQ/A2AUzUeEpCo/s1600-h/DSC01924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281482738310621570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuYkWhcqYI/AAAAAAAAApQ/A2AUzUeEpCo/s320/DSC01924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuYjxzH3WI/AAAAAAAAApI/3PBP_ZzKy34/s1600-h/DSC01930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281482728452644194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuYjxzH3WI/AAAAAAAAApI/3PBP_ZzKy34/s320/DSC01930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281481498929512930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuXcNd9weI/AAAAAAAAAoI/-_Pc5_hHr0w/s320/DSC01947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We came back and watch Nanny McFee and Johnny fell alseep in my arms. I'm surprised that he's so close to me. I had a long talk with Auntie Rosemarie in the kitchen after that while Jill went on playing with them. They just cannot stop playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281482685874932178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuYhTLzidI/AAAAAAAAAo4/AVPKgJpr7Ls/s320/DSC01939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281481514234226114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuXdGe5JcI/AAAAAAAAAoo/U1izTPXWhys/s320/DSC01938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281481508528053410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuXcxOb3KI/AAAAAAAAAog/n5La3hsvlnk/s320/DSC01914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We had noodles for dinner cooked in some sort Chinese style together with roasted lamb rack and potatoes and some pasta. The lamb rack was...... ummmm... best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Auntie Rosemarie and Uncle John was thanking us for looking after the kids. Uncle Hong cannot stop praising Jill for being good with the kids and I can see that he really loves her. She's so lucky. But, Uncle John said that I did good too and that I have a way with kids. May I really like kids but not the naughty ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had my first Christmas present too. It's a beach towel from the Horrocks for me to use for tmr's beach.. Jill's a Aussie towel and mine's a Bratz one. Sad. I mean.. the one for me is too childish and I can get it anywhere. Well, it's okay. It's from the Horrocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuYh-99gkI/AAAAAAAAApA/6qAsiEigdoQ/s1600-h/DSC01936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281482697628025410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuYh-99gkI/AAAAAAAAApA/6qAsiEigdoQ/s320/DSC01936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Came back to bath around 8 today and I think JIll and I are talking more. Not that we're like strangers but more than normal. Auntie Alice came over to have a chat and we've talked alot. From mummy to granny to cousins to their everyday life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a great day today and I'm tired now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up at 6.15am today which is at 4.15am in Singapore. We went up to have breakfast and came down again to pack our stuff. Oh! Before that, Mandie came barging into our room to wake us up. We were so upset about it we chased her back upstairs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took a long drive up to Rainbow Beach and stopped along the way to go get some fruits. The system is a trust-trust system. It means that you take an amount of fruits there and you pay for what you take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Tin Can Bay first to stop at IGA, somewhat a supermarket found in SIngapore. Uncle Hong took us out to see a Caravan Park there and part of the sea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We arrived at Rainbow beach after som etime and met up with Auntie Allison and Uncle Neville ( Uncle John's sister and brother-in-law). We went to have a look at their caravan and it looks exactly like those in the shows. Small, squeezy and comfy. We went on to the pavillion and had some cheese and chips. Uncle Hong brought me some red wine for me to drink. He keeps giving me liquor and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuWHl3FQ0I/AAAAAAAAAoA/yr108AERelI/s1600-h/DSC01958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281480045188432706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuWHl3FQ0I/AAAAAAAAAoA/yr108AERelI/s320/DSC01958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuWHX-nZdI/AAAAAAAAAn4/8133rbQoBcg/s1600-h/DSC01962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281480041461933522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuWHX-nZdI/AAAAAAAAAn4/8133rbQoBcg/s320/DSC01962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Later, we went for a walk to see if the tide is high. But the bridge leading to the sea is broken and there is no way leading down. Unless you crawl and walk slowly on the unprohibited paht that is dangerous. We went back to have lunch prepared by Uncle Neville. We had beef, ham, salad, potaoes, garlic bread, sausage... Yum! Full though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuWHAXmnNI/AAAAAAAAAnw/W9Y2zHCG5OA/s1600-h/DSC01965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281480035124288722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuWHAXmnNI/AAAAAAAAAnw/W9Y2zHCG5OA/s320/DSC01965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuWGpGhs7I/AAAAAAAAAno/xGTbw8lotpI/s1600-h/DSC01967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281480028878648242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuWGpGhs7I/AAAAAAAAAno/xGTbw8lotpI/s320/DSC01967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we headed down to the beach with Uncle John leading the way. It was so dangerous and we've got to pull the roots of the tree on the way down for support. Uncle John went down too even though he's walking with a walking stick. Amazing eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took off our clothes as Jill and I had our swimmers on already and sat on the beach. It was fun when the waves pushes us back and forth. Mandie and Johnny were having fun too. It was fun seeing them fight the waves. We took some phots but mostly were in Auntie Rosemarie's cam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuWGQQSpzI/AAAAAAAAAng/zUcVrxk6p60/s1600-h/DSC01971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281480022208718642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUuWGQQSpzI/AAAAAAAAAng/zUcVrxk6p60/s320/DSC01971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went back up at about 2 as the sun is really scorching. We climbed our way back up together with Auntie Alice. Mum, you must be amazed right? Auntie Alice can still climb up those rocks and I doubt you can... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got rid of all the sand in our bodies, clean up and headed back to the farm. Slept along the way as I'm really tired. I'm still tired now. We stopped along Dickabram Bridge across Mary River to take some photos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtifjnFqAI/AAAAAAAAAnY/sD13meVa_zQ/s1600-h/DSC01956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281423282296694786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtifjnFqAI/AAAAAAAAAnY/sD13meVa_zQ/s320/DSC01956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtifpQ0YXI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/Wy96x_O-lUI/s1600-h/DSC01957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281423283813900658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtifpQ0YXI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/Wy96x_O-lUI/s320/DSC01957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtifTb80LI/AAAAAAAAAnI/Udd4q007XB4/s1600-h/DSC01954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281423277955010738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtifTb80LI/AAAAAAAAAnI/Udd4q007XB4/s320/DSC01954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtg96tBBKI/AAAAAAAAAmw/7wrkAG6Tz2I/s1600-h/DSC01977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281421604868392098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtg96tBBKI/AAAAAAAAAmw/7wrkAG6Tz2I/s320/DSC01977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtg9XUeaaI/AAAAAAAAAmo/XTqE3Qxvk8s/s1600-h/DSC01974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281421595370219938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtg9XUeaaI/AAAAAAAAAmo/XTqE3Qxvk8s/s320/DSC01974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtg9crh6PI/AAAAAAAAAmg/bbtKpTQafp0/s1600-h/DSC01976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281421596809095410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtg9crh6PI/AAAAAAAAAmg/bbtKpTQafp0/s320/DSC01976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtg8-sQjUI/AAAAAAAAAmY/Jhq1nzy9l2w/s1600-h/DSC01973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281421588759088450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtg8-sQjUI/AAAAAAAAAmY/Jhq1nzy9l2w/s320/DSC01973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Termite Home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtg8k1RSKI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Esfc59ywE8o/s1600-h/DSC01975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281421581817563298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtg8k1RSKI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Esfc59ywE8o/s320/DSC01975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I helped with unleading the caras and then went back to our room with Jill. Spent a long time there chatting and laughing with her. I really like and enjoy the time. Took a bath at around 6.15pm (Aussie time) and went up to help with dinner. Today, it was prepared by Auntie Alice. Chinese style fish and xiao bai cai with corn and noodles and rice and salad. Yum! Fish and veg were great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I helped wash up the plates and dry them while the elders were talking. Today, I read bedtime stories to the kids. Johnny liked them alot and he obediently went ot sleep after I finished them. Came back down for more chats and laughter with Jill. I enjoyed my day today with Johnny, Mandie, Jill, Auntie Alice, Uncle Hong, Auntie Rosemarie and Uncle John. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're leaving the farm tomorrow and I'm a little sad now. Going to miss the kids. Hope that they come Singapore and look for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We set off after breakfast and on the way back, Uncle Hong brought us to Boondall Wetlands.. There was mangrove there... and spiders.. and hot weather... ewww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281417324236522386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtdEwG2Q5I/AAAAAAAAAlo/3QWur62kH6s/s320/DSC01979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtdGWAJIXI/AAAAAAAAAmI/u5hbFmdkqjs/s1600-h/DSC01985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281417351588815218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtdGWAJIXI/AAAAAAAAAmI/u5hbFmdkqjs/s320/DSC01985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtdFx4FK-I/AAAAAAAAAmA/kP5scgRd9QQ/s1600-h/DSC01982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281417341891324898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtdFx4FK-I/AAAAAAAAAmA/kP5scgRd9QQ/s320/DSC01982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtdFipJvZI/AAAAAAAAAl4/IINzTujSvsY/s1600-h/DSC01981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281417337802177938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtdFipJvZI/AAAAAAAAAl4/IINzTujSvsY/s320/DSC01981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtdFIInOqI/AAAAAAAAAlw/QP6KU-ISAp8/s1600-h/DSC01980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281417330686376610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUtdFIInOqI/AAAAAAAAAlw/QP6KU-ISAp8/s320/DSC01980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We came back to have dinner. Simple veg, and mapo toufu and egg.. The mapo toufu is nice. I think I'm buying the sauce to bring back home. After dinner, Mark gege drove us to Southbanks to see the night market. Did not take any photos because my camera is charging. The nightview there is nice. I tried the cooros and Hungry Jacks' ice cream. The night market is somewhat like Eumandi's. The Brisbane Eye was nice at night. Lights at the casino could change colour. And the busker who is spray painting art is fanastic.... His works looks like fine painting and couldn't tell that they are spray painted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. Tired of typing now. Have to wake at 7.30am tomorrow morning to go to the market for groceries with Auntie Alice... Night... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-4572047804437931741?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/4572047804437931741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=4572047804437931741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4572047804437931741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4572047804437931741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/12/tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUueBs_iceI/AAAAAAAAAsI/BW43Lkmj9co/s72-c/DSC01872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-8450272155059443028</id><published>2008-12-15T19:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:45:49.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning we took a free loop bus to Queen St Mall. It was quite fun. On the way, we went to botanical gardens and QUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279975664530270850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUY95HMIqoI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/LgorklVbssc/s320/DSC01855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279975674122812450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUY95q7LPCI/AAAAAAAAAkY/eYpTUlaE_jI/s320/DSC01856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279975671287276690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUY95gXIZJI/AAAAAAAAAkg/msWWanVflIQ/s320/DSC01857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUY952Rk3hI/AAAAAAAAAko/pImaTx7J27Q/s1600-h/DSC01858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279975677169557010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUY952Rk3hI/AAAAAAAAAko/pImaTx7J27Q/s320/DSC01858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed on to the library... It seems the same as Sg's but over here you can just take dvds and sit there to watch. You just have to bring your headphones. Cool huh.. Nice place to escape from the heat too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279975684167915682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUY96QWHWKI/AAAAAAAAAkw/-a1MgkNRwCM/s320/DSC01859.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This would be the Christmas tree facing Queen Street Mall. We shopped around Queen St Mall a little. There were things I wanted to buy but I'm afraid that Uncle Hong will scold me. So I didn't. Very sad now. But, I bought a tee-shirt for er jie and I'm 100% sure that she will love the shirt. You'll see when I get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279976553887227922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUY-s4TW4BI/AAAAAAAAAlA/qIjcZ2poMFc/s320/DSC01861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are bottleneck trees which we saw on the way back home. They originated from Australia and Singapore just took the seeds here to plant back there. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279976577405949362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUY-uP6qFbI/AAAAAAAAAlY/OQICAD7edt0/s320/DSC01866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279976562040325666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUY-tWrNRiI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/RnNo3pf5XH8/s320/DSC01865.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Ok. I know this looks dumb. Stop laughing at my fat face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279976559304591634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUY-tMe9SRI/AAAAAAAAAlI/TK97pt0X5hE/s320/DSC01862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279976547327487474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUY-sf3ZLfI/AAAAAAAAAk4/M590lmXoNKA/s320/DSC01860.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279977585865238418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUY_o8uFp5I/AAAAAAAAAlg/jhqBItpqbTk/s320/DSC01867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh. I forgot to mention that Uncle Hong brought me into the casino.... to see the lights in there. Hahahahhahaa.... But, they were very pretty thou..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had Hungry Jacks for lunch. Somewhat like the Bk back there.. But, the meat patty tastes good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came home to have a good rest before heading to Uncle's and Aunty's house. Had a very good session on Salvation and gave me a good and fresh idea of what is being a Christian. Tea break was good there too.. We had some Spinach and pinenuts paste with biscuits which are fabulous. I'm going to buy one back for my parents to try..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quan Thanh was what we had for dinner. You must be thinking what is that. That is a vietnam and chinese restaurant. I had beef brisket noodle soup and it was very very very tasty... Never tasted such good beef noodle soup before.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've already packed my bag for the next 4 days.. I'm not going to have internet access for the next four days.. so.. hahaha.. you are going to miss me very very much with me not updating. But, I heard from Dawn Jie Jie that because there is no light over at the farm, you can see the stars all the way down to the horizon.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to watch The Dark Knight now.. See you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-8450272155059443028?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/8450272155059443028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=8450272155059443028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/8450272155059443028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/8450272155059443028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-morning-we-took-free-loop-bus-to.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUY95HMIqoI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/LgorklVbssc/s72-c/DSC01855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-6357600499396011908</id><published>2008-12-14T18:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T21:41:01.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mummy was asking where was I sleeping and I realized that I forgot to show her.. Yes. I'm sleeping by the door, near the shoe rack and beside the dining table. The bigger bed is mine, maybe it can hold more weight? By the way, the mattresses are air-pumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUTgRr8mAzI/AAAAAAAAAjI/IBfmEGpLTRM/s1600-h/DSC01835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279591257644335922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUTgRr8mAzI/AAAAAAAAAjI/IBfmEGpLTRM/s320/DSC01835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUTgRhRgq7I/AAAAAAAAAjA/Gpt59zaf0Ow/s1600-h/DSC01834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279591254779276210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUTgRhRgq7I/AAAAAAAAAjA/Gpt59zaf0Ow/s320/DSC01834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are scenes of Dawn Jie Jie's house view during the evening around 6.30pm. Beautiful eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUTgRT2ae8I/AAAAAAAAAi4/G2YVw_zBZnE/s1600-h/DSC01831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279591251175963586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUTgRT2ae8I/AAAAAAAAAi4/G2YVw_zBZnE/s320/DSC01831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUTgRFwFurI/AAAAAAAAAiw/dHWzIIeok3Q/s1600-h/DSC01828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279591247391341234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUTgRFwFurI/AAAAAAAAAiw/dHWzIIeok3Q/s320/DSC01828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally went to church today. Worship and Sermon is very different from my own church. But, having being in a small congregation is a new experience and had great time bonding with the people there too. But, I prefer my own FCBC although people at the Chinese Christian Church Brisbane are friendly and nice. After talking to the Uni students here, I don't mind heading to Queensland for my Uni. Do I have the brains and the money???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After service, we headed to Toowong for lunch at the Sizzler's. There is one in Singapore but they said that the quality of food is not as good at all. I had the Salad Bar which was a buffet style of salad but with some pasta and it was great. The desert is nice too. After lunch, we went to the church elders' house at the foot of Mt. Coot-tha. Uncle Richard and Aunty Molly have been friends of Dawn Jie Jie's family for a long time and they even attended their wedding. Their place was very nice inside but too bad I did not take any photos. The whole house was made of pinewood and i cannot describe more man. I must sit in front of you and animate the house for you to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279589097902420722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUTeT-R_svI/AAAAAAAAAhY/P4xWqy1oGco/s320/DSC01814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279589101874440706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUTeUNE_6gI/AAAAAAAAAhg/SqpEvtntUhI/s320/DSC01815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279589111081053186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUTeUvYBrAI/AAAAAAAAAho/0WrGOiCLbpM/s320/DSC01816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;These trees are just right behind Uncle Richard's and Aunty Molly's house. Then after that, all of us went up Mt. Coot-tha to have a view of the whole of Brisbane. Breathtaking eh?? But during the day, it was very hot up there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUTeVKBPiTI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ko564cq9PyQ/s1600-h/DSC01820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279589118233250098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUTeVKBPiTI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ko564cq9PyQ/s320/DSC01820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279590100440729042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUTfOVBwRdI/AAAAAAAAAig/wu8R4tBBH5w/s320/DSC01823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279590095570981074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUTfOC4t0NI/AAAAAAAAAiY/iq8wVAHPqW0/s320/DSC01824.JPG" border="0" /&gt; That's the Brisbane river I showed yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUTeU-Q2nQI/AAAAAAAAAhw/NuaapG3yvcQ/s1600-h/DSC01818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279589115077500162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUTeU-Q2nQI/AAAAAAAAAhw/NuaapG3yvcQ/s320/DSC01818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279590086203787138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUTfNf_Zx4I/AAAAAAAAAiA/PlPV4hK7LR8/s320/DSC01820.JPG" border="0" /&gt; On the way down Mt. Coot-tha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279591239987760322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUTgQqK8DMI/AAAAAAAAAio/BkEUmOBOb6w/s320/DSC01825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came back to have a rest and I took a 2 hour nap. I don't know why but I get very tired easily here. After dinner (we had fried rice), Mark gege was kind enough to bring us up Mt. Coot-tha again to have the night view. It was even more breath-taking. Very beautiful indeed with all the lightings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279632407619687026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUUFs7jP0nI/AAAAAAAAAjo/etfE2W6On8M/s320/DSC01849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279632401840672210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUUFsmBbDdI/AAAAAAAAAjg/uBgaYxoS9Mw/s320/DSC01847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279632399866795522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUUFseq0FgI/AAAAAAAAAjY/g-wFksf0tuk/s320/DSC01845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279632379980760274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUUFrUlnRNI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/bDZnFeU4wus/s320/DSC01841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, I felt so bad as I could see such beautiful stuff without my parents. I want to earn big bucks and bring them travel the world. After all, they suffered so much trying to bring up such a stubborn and naughty girl. I miss them. I feel like taking a plane home now. I don't mind missing out in all the fun here. I don't care. I just want to go home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to see the little Effiel Tower in Little Italy and I had hot chocolate before I came back. So, I'm pretty sleepy now but I have to finish this post today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279635073436037394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUUIIGfZMRI/AAAAAAAAAkI/EdaazOD00C4/s320/DSC01852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279634809952301010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUUH4w7-b9I/AAAAAAAAAkA/QjlOklUEvhM/s320/DSC01853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at Jill and Dawn Jie Jie, I feel so envious of them. Why can't I have such a nice, heartwarming cousin-cousin relationship? I mean, I have er jie lah... But, the rest....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just so sad right now. Looking at them, I'm reminded that I'm just an outsider to them. Nothing more. I want to go home, to where I belong, to where I feel comfortable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off to bed.. Eyes are closing, pee coming out.. Night everyone. Love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-6357600499396011908?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/6357600499396011908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=6357600499396011908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/6357600499396011908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/6357600499396011908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/12/mummy-was-asking-where-was-i-sleeping.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUTgRr8mAzI/AAAAAAAAAjI/IBfmEGpLTRM/s72-c/DSC01835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-1018701961509037799</id><published>2008-12-13T20:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T22:04:48.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today is a very long day as we visited 6 places. First, we went to Ettamogah Pub, Ginger Factory, Eumandi Market, Noosaheads, Noosaville and lastly, Redcliffe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On the way there, we passed by the famous Brisbane river. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUO1o-I_KSI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ntlCXoQdtlM/s1600-h/DSC01759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279262903688440098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUO1o-I_KSI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ntlCXoQdtlM/s320/DSC01759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUO1of6JVMI/AAAAAAAAAhI/exWAG_tyWec/s1600-h/DSC01756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279262895573128386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUO1of6JVMI/AAAAAAAAAhI/exWAG_tyWec/s320/DSC01756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After travelling for more than 45 mins at high speed, we reached the famous Ettamogah Pub. It's a nice big pub that is open whole day. More pictures in Facebook. We just bought a drink, head to the toilet and set off to the Ginger Factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUO1Baj-DFI/AAAAAAAAAhA/WDRdVzdCXqw/s1600-h/DSC01765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279262224123038802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUO1Baj-DFI/AAAAAAAAAhA/WDRdVzdCXqw/s320/DSC01765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUO1AyLVRfI/AAAAAAAAAg4/NVU1lLJS58A/s1600-h/DSC01771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279262213282285042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUO1AyLVRfI/AAAAAAAAAg4/NVU1lLJS58A/s320/DSC01771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUO1AUU4H7I/AAAAAAAAAgw/Qve8hyycgQ8/s1600-h/DSC01774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279262205269254066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUO1AUU4H7I/AAAAAAAAAgw/Qve8hyycgQ8/s320/DSC01774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUO1AWiAAKI/AAAAAAAAAgo/mUeKEOBUV64/s1600-h/DSC01780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279262205861167266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUO1AWiAAKI/AAAAAAAAAgo/mUeKEOBUV64/s320/DSC01780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUO1AC2ZvwI/AAAAAAAAAgg/6mjilHewk-w/s1600-h/DSC01781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279262200578031362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUO1AC2ZvwI/AAAAAAAAAgg/6mjilHewk-w/s320/DSC01781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After another 45mins, we reached the Ginger Factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279260969655923746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUOz4ZTs9CI/AAAAAAAAAf4/X6gsNBpy3m4/s320/DSC01783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried for the first time of my life... Ginger Ice-cream. Okay. Not that bad. I took the Ginger and Passionfruit flavour. The ice-cream was supposed to be bigger than this. It has another storey high and fatter too. Yum. It tasted good unexpectedly..... I bought ginger sugar for my mum too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUOz5BVEElI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/GfEICNLfbmA/s1600-h/DSC01786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279260980399051346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUOz5BVEElI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/GfEICNLfbmA/s320/DSC01786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUOz4_PgW7I/AAAAAAAAAgI/FRYbTpM-Ozo/s1600-h/DSC01785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279260979838868402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUOz4_PgW7I/AAAAAAAAAgI/FRYbTpM-Ozo/s320/DSC01785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUOz4iIkQxI/AAAAAAAAAgA/vR7ji6pWd7s/s1600-h/DSC01784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279260972025135890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUOz4iIkQxI/AAAAAAAAAgA/vR7ji6pWd7s/s320/DSC01784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, we headed to Eumundi Market which closes at 1.30pm. There are many things selling there but not much for us to buy at all. I did not purchase anything there. But, there were a lot of things to see such as boomerangs, clothes, food, fruits and also paintings. We only stayed there for 1/2 hour but, at least we get to see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUOzP5ZrDrI/AAAAAAAAAfg/TMkx73ZCJOM/s1600-h/DSC01790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279260273896263346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUOzP5ZrDrI/AAAAAAAAAfg/TMkx73ZCJOM/s320/DSC01790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUOyjvXBuvI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/jSAaYLcmq3Q/s1600-h/DSC01789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279259515286567666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUOyjvXBuvI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/jSAaYLcmq3Q/s320/DSC01789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch next! yum.... Makes me drool thinking of having Fish n Chips for lunch. But what I did not know was.. It is so far away... We met this on the way too. I forgot to talk about the weather today. We were at Sunshine Coast and it was 37 degrees celsius!!!! I think just opening the car door can melt your whole body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279260988398530626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUOz5fIScEI/AAAAAAAAAgY/8dwIxJI8yDo/s320/DSC01792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We got lost on the way and headed to Noosaheads instead of Noosaville where the famous Holy Mackeral can be found... We bought a family package for 2 adults and 2 children and this is what was left after everyone surrendered!!! Just imagine x2 of this amount was what we bought for $34.85. But, it is worth the price man. The best ever Fish n Chips I've tasted so far. Without seasoning or anything else, the fish was sweet and juicy and VERY FRESH. I don't mind having it again!!! But, there are more food on Jill's list to try out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUOyi9im8gI/AAAAAAAAAe4/b4xD3Gkal9Y/s1600-h/DSC01795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279259501913371138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUOyi9im8gI/AAAAAAAAAe4/b4xD3Gkal9Y/s320/DSC01795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, Uncle Hong dropped by The Banana Barn for toilet break, drinks and also to buy some fruits home. We bought a dozen of Aussie Mangoes for $16. Wow... Had grapes and papaya and pineapple as well... Then instead of driving home, Uncle Hong was so kind to bring us to Redcliffe to see the sea view. It was breathtaking. Felt so bad.. Because the car trip is so far, it covers 4 maps longitudily (if there is such a word) to reach home from Noosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279257698131384770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUOw597eGcI/AAAAAAAAAeo/kzrZ7-vGF9E/s320/DSC01803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUOw6XbUXfI/AAAAAAAAAew/r7ySXmFEa3Q/s1600-h/DSC01796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279257704975850994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUOw6XbUXfI/AAAAAAAAAew/r7ySXmFEa3Q/s320/DSC01796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUOw5c4pY8I/AAAAAAAAAeY/OCi-_iiukEw/s1600-h/DSC01804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279257689261171650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUOw5c4pY8I/AAAAAAAAAeY/OCi-_iiukEw/s320/DSC01804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUOw46pgtZI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Mx-OLj1WyHg/s1600-h/DSC01799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279257680070882706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUOw46pgtZI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Mx-OLj1WyHg/s320/DSC01799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, we reached home at 6pm (Brisbane time) after leaving house at around 8.30am in the morning. Imagine how long Uncle Hong has driven. Wanted to offer to help but looking at my driving skills, better for him to do the driving. As I'm typing now, Zachary is screaming after milk while Uncle Hong is snoring away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Church tomorrow~ yeah... Finally after almost 1 whole year. =) We'll be having lunch tomorrow at the Sizzler's (buffet style) and meeting up with some church elders who are friends of Dawn Jie Jie's family.. Looking forward to it. I don't wanna gain weight! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all the screaming on Superman, I lost weight. But, the eating has let me put on more again. I really need to hit the gym and start slimmng down in 2009. No matter how people say I cannot achieve it, I will do it! With God's grace... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only 3 days but I'm missing my family... But then again, there are so many things here to explore and so many fabulous food I cannot afford and have in Singapore. Looking forward for my next few days and 5th of Jan too!!! See you tomorrow night! Sleep time as it's 12 midnight...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-1018701961509037799?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/1018701961509037799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=1018701961509037799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/1018701961509037799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/1018701961509037799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-is-very-long-day-as-we-visited-6.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUO1o-I_KSI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ntlCXoQdtlM/s72-c/DSC01759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-3871550300012959865</id><published>2008-12-12T20:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:02:02.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My first night at Brisbane. It was a good night as I was able to fall asleep well but I started to be cold. It is comparable to the nights now at my room, without closing the windows, on-ing the fan and not covering blanket. Can you imagine? I kept waking up because I couldn't differentiate when is morning and when it is still time to sleep. The sun rose at 4am here at Brisbane and I woke only at 10am Brisbane time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day is suppose to be hot and sunny but it ended up being a wet and rainy day. We headed to Movie World at Gold Coast late today and we had KFC for lunch. I had toasted twister for lunch and I thought it was suppose to be small. But it ended up the length of my FORE ARM. So much to finish! Off we go to Movie World!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278876428988790642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUJWJLsPN3I/AAAAAAAAAbw/UZ1JJvbNzA0/s320/DSC01755.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278876437149156370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUJWJqF0hBI/AAAAAAAAAb4/zJ4M3e98pEU/s320/DSC01754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first ride and according to Dawn Jie Jie, it is the worst ride here in Dream World. Here is Jill, my partner for the day! Dawn Jie Jie and Aunty Alice took turns to look after Baby Zachary. If you are wondering I took the Superman ride, yes I did! Amazing? I think so too... Till now, I don't know how I mustered the courage to go on that ride.. But, Jill's up to it man! The ride is fun but fast and SUPER DUPER SCARY... Ask about the speed? It's like those rides you watch on TV, with the person's skin on the face being distorted by the wind.. Thats how fast the ride is.Worse still we went on that twice!!!! I only dared to open up my eyes for like 2 times and the rest of the time? Screaming my ass away.. By the way, this is Jill's favourite ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUJXURwZAKI/AAAAAAAAAcw/lhrBQX7mpUI/s1600-h/DSC01711.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278877702717611442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUJXTUs2nbI/AAAAAAAAAcY/sZ3USnX4N_M/s320/DSC01713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278877706696572434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUJXTjhgvhI/AAAAAAAAAcg/mRn8nQ6w4Co/s320/DSC01711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favourite ride! It's the Scooby-Doo roller coaster. It's Dawn Jie Jie's favourite too.. The ride just has very sharp turns and it enters a box like thing. It starts to elevate and stops there. Suddenly, the carriage just reverses and drops down!!! Screaming time again. It went up and stop again, spun around and dips once more. The carriage went round and round fast and even sharper with a few dips here there. Scary a little, but fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278879437865884626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUJY4UocG9I/AAAAAAAAAeA/Lt_K_Af9XZk/s320/DSC01720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Batman ride that both of us do not dare to ride on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUJXTz30vuI/AAAAAAAAAco/1DeWPxzFdNE/s1600-h/DSC01712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278877711085125346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUJXTz30vuI/AAAAAAAAAco/1DeWPxzFdNE/s320/DSC01712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the wet and wild which was super high up, almost the height of Superman but I sat it too. The shorter slide that is similar to Downtown's, was more fun. Why? Because the boat fell backwards too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278876445088827906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUJWKHqySgI/AAAAAAAAAcA/UDmNvlc9UBQ/s320/DSC01729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278876459416893266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUJWK9C3N1I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/cnhjXWRAPuQ/s320/DSC01722.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is the Road Runner Roller Coaster for Kids but I think Mummy dare not ride on it too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278876448680626066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUJWKVDIx5I/AAAAAAAAAcI/NReTZhnCq40/s320/DSC01723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278879427638142674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUJY3uh9JtI/AAAAAAAAAdo/J1Ic29w1dnE/s320/DSC01718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278879437372604882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUJY4Sy1QdI/AAAAAAAAAeI/Ak2r88BBr1c/s320/DSC01725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;There comes the Parade.. But sadly, I didn't get to take photos with them personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278878795671079842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUJYS8RRC6I/AAAAAAAAAdY/U8cotnf7X-g/s320/DSC01733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278879431060315410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUJY37R3XRI/AAAAAAAAAd4/dGM4E56XRuY/s320/DSC01748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278878788865258834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUJYSi6odVI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/BNMe_EdicAQ/s320/DSC01731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278878798574634178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUJYTHFhxMI/AAAAAAAAAdg/-Pvv1PCDHpo/s320/DSC01739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278879425498049314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUJY3mjt6yI/AAAAAAAAAdw/lUUCIL4fR7o/s320/DSC01741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; On the way there, we went past Ikea too.. Heard from Aunty Alice that they serve $2 breakfast that has eggs, sausages, beans, ham and bacon. Super worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278878784408224866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUJYSST_hGI/AAAAAAAAAdA/tdQ6BT7OWiQ/s320/DSC01708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way back, I really felt like puking very badly due to all the rides. I think my heart ages as my age increases. Hehe. We just came back from dinner down the street. We were supposed to have ribs for dinner but they did not have it tonight. So, we ordered 2 woodfired pizzas, a tropicana (Hawaiian) and a meat lovers. Thats not the end to the list. We had lamb shank and Peri Peri chicken. It was a good dinner and International Hotel. We're heading to some market tomorrow and I will have updates tomorrow night too. Off to bed as I'll wake up at 7am tomorrow... 5 am Singapore timing... Ciao.. Goodnight to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-3871550300012959865?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/3871550300012959865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=3871550300012959865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3871550300012959865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3871550300012959865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-first-night-at-brisbane.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUJWJLsPN3I/AAAAAAAAAbw/UZ1JJvbNzA0/s72-c/DSC01755.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-7195017248608210136</id><published>2008-12-11T18:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:42:32.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi all, Greetings from Crystal in Brisbane.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278473740175682258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUDn5m9mKtI/AAAAAAAAAZo/7EoHO11nwT0/s320/DSC01678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278473748933419938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUDn6Hlmo6I/AAAAAAAAAZw/0pBiT8iWsRE/s320/DSC01679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took the flight late at 11.10pm last night and arrived at Brisbane around 6.30am (Singapore time), 8.30am (Australia time). The overnight flight was not comfortable at all due to all the air turbulance. Always had the feeling of puking throughout the flight even during landing. We had DINNER at 1am (SG time), 3am (Aus time). It was madness. Including all the turbulance, I almost wanted to throw up everything I ate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Felt very tired and uncomfortable. We headed out to meet Mark gege who drove us back to his house. On the way, we passed by the city cat which was a taxi-like boat which I didn't get the chance to take a photo of it. Lunch was minced chicken porridge cooked by Mark Gege which was not bad. These are pictures of how Dawn Jie Jie's apartment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278474561603282706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUDopbBMpxI/AAAAAAAAAao/blwgUBzK72Q/s320/DSC01693.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Kitchen above, living below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278474556894707458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUDopJelfwI/AAAAAAAAAag/pWn2cbwbAzo/s320/DSC01692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278474551646944786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUDoo17a_hI/AAAAAAAAAaY/c9J1BWBITsE/s320/DSC01691.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is the dining area. They are all connected at one place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278473766236869698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUDn7IDEVEI/AAAAAAAAAaI/luLtcp3ZIY4/s320/DSC01688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These are views from her house which is on the 3rd storey.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278473753794627538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUDn6Zsmx9I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/BrFQ2vixWOk/s320/DSC01686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278473759365392802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUDn6ucx6aI/AAAAAAAAAaA/gPGKBurt4GQ/s320/DSC01687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There's a church directly behind and it is really close.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278474547392485602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUDoomFFGOI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/5y8fBkVjrUI/s320/DSC01689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278475401434511922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUDpaTokOjI/AAAAAAAAAa4/2occ-gP_4gM/s320/DSC01695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278474563552107842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUDopiR1XUI/AAAAAAAAAaw/HXijWk8jEzA/s320/DSC01690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278475432551370466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUDpcHjZzuI/AAAAAAAAAbA/718JhTBF0jQ/s320/DSC01696.JPG" border="0" /&gt; They made a calender specially with Zachary's pictures!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278476252732251874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUDqL29w3uI/AAAAAAAAAbo/X0683n4-MXY/s320/DSC01694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The first shopping mall we went that was humongous.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278475442977613442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUDpcuZNpoI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/snBBbxYSjKE/s320/DSC01702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278475447206600642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUDpc-Je38I/AAAAAAAAAbY/7o-AeVfAuF0/s320/DSC01703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278475437234856786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUDpcZACI1I/AAAAAAAAAbI/OJaKScnDE9w/s320/DSC01698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278476248322960210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUDqLmiga1I/AAAAAAAAAbg/OS0TmRhMSYY/s320/DSC01704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My first time trying cold rock ice-cream which is the one that you mash the ice cream up on the cold metal plate. Right one was mine. I had cookies N cream and mango sorbet with raspberry topping after dinner at Hamaichi, a Japanese stall which is not bad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jill and I had planned out the schedule for the next few days ahead! We will have 8 planned days of where we are going, 4 days of staying at Uncle John's cattle farm and 12 unplanned days of don't know where we are going. As we are going to the wet and wild world, I had to go buy swimming costume! Well, even I knew about it, I don't have one in Singapore. Bought it off at about S$20 at Target and hopefully I get to go before My Aunt comes. Was suppose to have sunglasses as well to protect my eyes when we're out in the sun for too long. Haha! Similarly, I don't have it too! Bought it off K-Mart at s$14, Jill chose it for me. I'm spending unneccesary moolah.. Make me so upset. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tell you the schedule for my next few days. I'm going to one of the Worlds tomorrow and will be going to Uncle John's cattle farm on 16th and coming back to Dawn's place on 19th. The rest of the days are going to be play and eat and play and eat. Sun rises here at 4am, Singapore 2am. But, it sets at the same time. When I'm back in Singapore, I should be sleeping earlier already! Am so tired now but it's only 6.40pm Singapore and 8.40pm here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tata for now, but do update me on the schools I've applied for. Going off to have a shower! Miss my family and all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-7195017248608210136?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7195017248608210136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=7195017248608210136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7195017248608210136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7195017248608210136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi-all-greetings-from-crystal-in.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SUDn5m9mKtI/AAAAAAAAAZo/7EoHO11nwT0/s72-c/DSC01678.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-6242398574250799811</id><published>2008-12-07T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T00:52:27.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was Dalston's farewell-cum-21st birthday party today. I was supposed to meet Joel at 10 but things delayed and I ended up at his house drinking Ribena and eating Godiva Chocolate. Yum. =] satisfying breakfast. Then, we picked Dion up and went to Audris house. First time seeing Audris, first time talking to her. On the way, had a lot of funny things that would really tickle my funny bone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel and others managed to 'kidnap' Dals using plastic cables, towels and taekwondo belts. It was a pretty funny sight. But I guess it was torturous for him. Managed to pull off the Surprise Party for him and everyone enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that 21st is an important event and getting wishes from people you are close to and are comfortable with are the best thing that can happen. I want a small celebration for my 21st with my family members, crew, joyce, joel and dalston. Thats all I wish for. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down to Wed... 4 more days.......... =] =[ i am already missing my family...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-6242398574250799811?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/6242398574250799811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=6242398574250799811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/6242398574250799811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/6242398574250799811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-was-dalstons-farewell-cum-21st.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-5637920401691724286</id><published>2008-11-26T00:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:00:30.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just backed from class chalet. I was supposed to stay another night, but sadly it was pretty boring. So, I left earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we weren't beside. At least I know your answer. Hahahaha. Don't like draggy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stupidly go cut my hair and the STUPID hairdresser just destroyed my long and straight and newly-rebonded and pretty hair. ASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I'm a Lucky girl. I'm sitting the plane the second time this year!!! It's for a 7 hour flight for 1 whole month. Yes, I'm going to enjoy myself but I'll miss my family too. Promised my mum to spend my holiday with her but I always cannot keep up to my promise. I feel so depressed. I don't want to leave Sg. But yet, I'm looking forward to the trip. My mind is mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting up with the cell tomorrow which is later in the afternoon finally. I'm going back to DMN to give the cupboards some colours as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I WANT TO HAVE TIME WITH MY MUM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-5637920401691724286?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/5637920401691724286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=5637920401691724286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5637920401691724286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5637920401691724286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-backed-from-class-chalet.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-6208549074921986378</id><published>2008-11-16T12:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T13:19:56.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As I went to an empty carriage to sit when I was on my way home today, Man A came to sit opposite me. I thought ain't it wierd when they are so many seats and he had to seat across me. I was meddling with my new earpiece and as I look up, he was kinda taking my photo or videoing me. idiot. Of course I walked off. He stared at me and gave up, walking in the opposite direction as me. We got off at the same station and I took to escalator, avoiding taking the same lift as A. Who knows? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I caught him taking photo of a LAO AUNTY'S BACKSIDE. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Ok. I thought that maybe I see wrongly, so I continued my journey home going up to the 2nd platform. HE FOLLOWED ME. I hurried down to the control station and lodge complain. It took the police from this particular police station Z nearly 40 mins to reach my station when even I drive, I'll take only 5 mins. Lots of blah blah happened and A's phone had tons of this kind of photo. By the way, he's from Myanmar and came to Sing for only 5 months. Policeman of name CLZY was super unfriendly. Even though he looked like my age, he tried to act like he was very BIG. OH YES, with a big pot belly. All in all, no conclusion. Ask me to file report myself. Then I need the police for what?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone changes. Even your closest ones. True or fake to me, I'm no longer a kid you can fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nightmare is ending! Half of Ah Mah's wish for me is about to be fulfilled. I miss her. At least I made the effort to go down after my Mid Years to see her. My last meal with her, my last talk with her, my last memory of her. My heart is torn. I still told my mum that after my exams, we bring Ah Mah go shopping, buy clothes for her. My world crashed. I've no mood to continue my exams. Don't come and comfort me as though you pity me. I don't need that. All of you just have to wait till I heal on my own. No effort can bring back my moods.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-6208549074921986378?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/6208549074921986378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=6208549074921986378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/6208549074921986378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/6208549074921986378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/11/as-i-went-to-empty-carriage-to-sit-when.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-1203659562075158069</id><published>2008-11-10T10:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T10:37:29.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wierd things happen in life. You may not know when you will lose your loved ones. So, treasure them while you can and not regret when time is too late. Never sleep without solving your dispute. You will never know if you will get to say sorry to this person ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special condition from Cambridge, I rather not have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart just sank. The emotional condition I'm having now is just very bad. I cannot take it anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-1203659562075158069?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/1203659562075158069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=1203659562075158069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/1203659562075158069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/1203659562075158069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/11/wierd-things-happen-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-4953064356380101683</id><published>2008-11-05T19:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:20:27.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a stormy day and things felt like tsunami in the midst of the 3 hour.&lt;br /&gt;Today is a cloudy day and things felt as though there was a fog covering my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Will tomorrow be a bright sunny day?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-4953064356380101683?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/4953064356380101683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=4953064356380101683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4953064356380101683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4953064356380101683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/11/yesterday-was-stormy-day-and-things.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-5545720486480356280</id><published>2008-10-30T00:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T01:30:42.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The stress level is way beyond my control. The stress level is way beyond what I can handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I really do it? Am I really that smart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will God bless me regardless of my sins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will time stop for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please bless me for the rest of the days.. I pray that I can maximise my time to the full use of it. God, please make me sleep too. I need sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262626763296453682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SQibKJu_tDI/AAAAAAAAAR4/iTeybi97KsA/s320/DSC01510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;-Rays of Hope-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-5545720486480356280?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/5545720486480356280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=5545720486480356280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5545720486480356280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5545720486480356280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/10/stress-level-is-way-beyond-my-control.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SQibKJu_tDI/AAAAAAAAAR4/iTeybi97KsA/s72-c/DSC01510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-7052276899686537332</id><published>2008-10-24T13:41:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T14:11:30.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Mjc Graduation '08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="335" width="335"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_BzvZ7sEm3E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_BzvZ7sEm3E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="335" height="335"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MJC Maths Dept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="335"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z2yu8dUlpKM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z2yu8dUlpKM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="335" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ms Ann Koh - Hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="335" width="335"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7ewopKTjeXk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7ewopKTjeXk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="335" height="335"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mr Tee's Tribute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="335" width="335"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hm8aqOvXD9U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hm8aqOvXD9U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="335" height="335"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MJC Chem Dept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-7052276899686537332?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7052276899686537332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=7052276899686537332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7052276899686537332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7052276899686537332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/10/mjc-graduation-08.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-5626919699461319296</id><published>2008-10-24T13:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T14:27:46.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really broke down last night. I can no longer take it anymore. I just want it to end. End it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Walk with Faith in your heart and you'll never walk alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For the Faith in your heart the world is yours to own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You never will grieve if in Him you believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and walk with Faith in your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When the dreams that you dream seem to disappear from view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that's the time to hang on and soon they'll all come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He'll lighten your load as you travel life's road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so walk with Faith in your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You will find happiness if you let Him be your friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And you'll find that success is just around the bend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He won't let you down, wear a smile, not a frown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and walk with Faith in your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-5626919699461319296?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/5626919699461319296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=5626919699461319296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5626919699461319296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5626919699461319296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-really-broke-down-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-2856810219927446980</id><published>2008-10-24T13:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T13:32:55.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jie, I thought about it many many times ok. Before you even say I hurt you, have you ever thought about why I would even say that? Did you ever consider my feelings? Even Clavell asks why, so it's not just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was in Taiwan, I was there for you. Listening, advising. oh. Maybe you didn't even consider that because your friends are actually more important than me. Maybe whatever I said to you wouldn't even affect anything. When he is back, you literally forget about me. I just can't stand the fact that when he's around, you just 应酬 me. You will say that you did not, but you did that ok. Mummy asked me why I'm like that. I told her, I tried my very best to pretend nothing happened. But sorry. I can't. We WERE once so close before, and now... You think I want this to happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you may be busy with your exams. But, you still have time for your friends and many others. Not me. If your priorities are them and not relatives, I don't know what else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is for things to be back as normal. But, I guess it'll be difficult. Yes, I may have hurt you with that ONE sentence. Have you ever considered how much hurt you gave me with not only your words but also your actions? I'm no longer some young girl that you can just bluff and I can no longer try to pretend and go along your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you are in another phase in life and maybe I don't understand that. But, I believe I'm old enough to know and understand certain things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be basking in bliss now with all your friends and your other half, but I'm suffering badly if you do not know. Yes, that's because I did not tell you. All these while, I'm already emotionally very very weak. I don't wanna tell mummy because it's going to burden her a lot. You may think that me saying all these are just excuses, but this is really what I feel. Maybe you wouldn't even come here anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-2856810219927446980?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/2856810219927446980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=2856810219927446980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/2856810219927446980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/2856810219927446980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/10/jie-i-thought-about-it-many-many-times.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-6369068087428804502</id><published>2008-10-19T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T16:00:47.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to my aunt's to stay over the last 2 days. It's good studying there because I'm always home alone. Helped them with some housework here and there. I thought that my aunt would go out today but she didn't. I didn't know that at first so I came home early. If I knew earlier, I would have stayed and not come back so early. Felt so bad now that I couldn't accompany her longer. Maybe she didn't go out today because of me. Sigh. Even my cousin called to ask if I would like to have anything for lunch. See. I shouldn't have come back so early. I should have stayed longer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only they wash their clothes more frequently, then I WILL move there till my A's end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more years.... Would my Faith be that strong?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-6369068087428804502?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/6369068087428804502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=6369068087428804502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/6369068087428804502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/6369068087428804502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-went-to-my-aunts-to-stay-over-last-2.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-4717575302405134142</id><published>2008-10-11T16:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T16:06:59.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got rejected by mummy.&lt;br /&gt;My confidence level is down back to negative again.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I go back to church?&lt;br /&gt;I love God, and it is not just a religion to me.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go back, and I really want to love my mum.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to hurt her but I don't want to hurt myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mum, I really want to go back to church.&lt;/span&gt; Even so, I'll love you even more and I promise our relationship will not change but will be better. It makes me a better person and having a different religion does not change anything in the family. Perhaps, I'll be even able to change my flaws. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Mum, I think that I'm old enough to know whether my decisions are right or wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-4717575302405134142?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/4717575302405134142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=4717575302405134142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4717575302405134142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4717575302405134142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-got-rejected-by-mummy.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-7796023745402724642</id><published>2008-10-09T15:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T15:23:27.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't have the right to many things.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Including...&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; I DON'T HAVE THE RIGHT TO MY EMOTIONS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what the.... My mum has to scold me when I cry. I can't cry. Maybe soon, whether am I happy or upset, my mum will have the sole right to how I CAN feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do I tell all these to? Friends? All having exams. Cousin? Busy as she only has time for boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;RARRRRRRRRRR~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;MUM, THIS IS YOUR RESPONSIBILITY. I DON'T CARE. YOU SAID THIS YOURSELF. IF MY FREAKING PHONE RINGS DURING MY 'A' LEVEL EXAMS, YOU FREAKING TAKE UP THE RESPONSIBILITY THAT YOUR IRRITATING DAUGHTER IS BARRED FROM EXAMINATIONS FOR 3 FREAKING YEARS. AND NO. I WILL NOT TAKE THE EXAMS ANYMORE. I WILL NOT GO POLY EITHER. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;YOU TAKE THE RESPONSIBILITY. YOU SAID SO YOURSELF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The way you talk to me, I doubt I can ever make you happy mum. It's not me. I tried my very best but I doubt I can ever satisfy you. Adopt Fang Jie Jie as your daughter, you CONFIRM will be pleased with such a daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-7796023745402724642?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7796023745402724642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=7796023745402724642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7796023745402724642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7796023745402724642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-dont-have-right-to-many-things.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-9144151425445957950</id><published>2008-10-08T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T00:28:48.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so blessed. I have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt; (if there is such a word) bro anyone can ever ask for. The bro who first brought me to Christ. The bro who is supporting me to help keep my Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks bro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-9144151425445957950?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/9144151425445957950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=9144151425445957950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/9144151425445957950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/9144151425445957950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-so-blessed.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-2364314976472423688</id><published>2008-10-05T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:32:04.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today it day N, and it happened again. I'm so called 'angry' again. You have to keep saying that I'm angry. You have to keep deeming me wrong when I'm trying so hard to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to stop myself from irritating you, stop myself from upsetting you.&lt;br /&gt;I tried saying Thank You when you said that you have been keeping my shoes for me and that it should be my own responsibility. Then you said that I'm angry at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said that I will mess up your things. To stop doing that, I tried to remove my things from your toilet. You say I'm angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so hard. So hard. But honestly, it have all been in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, all I want is for you to stop being angry at me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-2364314976472423688?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/2364314976472423688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=2364314976472423688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/2364314976472423688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/2364314976472423688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-it-day-n-and-it-happened-again.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-5050676892462366862</id><published>2008-10-02T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:26:08.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really tired. Everyone is telling me the same thing. Can someone tell me something different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grades.. are so far away from AAAA. The estimate? Just like the sun and neptune. It is that far, I'm not kidding and you can roughly guess my results. Ha. What a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Gengen's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Happy 19th birthday my dearest woniu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-5050676892462366862?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/5050676892462366862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=5050676892462366862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5050676892462366862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5050676892462366862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-really-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-1217502473653182452</id><published>2008-09-30T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:56:54.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Does anyone knows how broken my heart is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see who I am, and God sees it clearer than I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-1217502473653182452?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/1217502473653182452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=1217502473653182452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/1217502473653182452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/1217502473653182452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/09/does-anyone-knows-how-broken-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-829399413190333992</id><published>2008-09-30T23:41:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:52:55.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I only have &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;two wishes&lt;/span&gt; on my wish list now.&lt;br /&gt;God, please assist me in fulfilling them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I wanna get my straight A's for my 'A' level&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(and I will work hard for that)&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I wanna go back to church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I wish that my mum would see my heart for that is what I truly want, and that is what brings happiness to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mummy, doesn't mean that I go back to church, things will change for the worse. In fact, things will change for the better because I will love you even more because you are so gracious in your actions and you are maganimous in letting me go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy, I really know that this is eventually what I want. I believe that this decision is not a wrong one and I know what I am doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mummy, I would really hope that you will allow me to, at least I have something to aim for to work hard for my A's. Mummy, I really love you so much I don't want to hurt you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-829399413190333992?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/829399413190333992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=829399413190333992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/829399413190333992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/829399413190333992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-only-have-two-wishes-on-my-wish-list.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-5969472482119948427</id><published>2008-09-27T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T19:04:31.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5 more weeks and counting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, be there with me ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm determined. I know what I want, but do I have the time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-5969472482119948427?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/5969472482119948427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=5969472482119948427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5969472482119948427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5969472482119948427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/09/5-more-weeks-and-counting-down.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-3911935996830344227</id><published>2008-09-18T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T00:02:34.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously. What's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;When he's not around and you're miserable, I'm always there to be your listening ear and to encourage you. When he's around, I'm nothing. You talk to me as though I'm wasting your energy. You breeze past me as though I'm not around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you talk to me as though you are trying to 应酬 me, nobody thinks its a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;When I do the same to you, everybody thinks I'm in a bad mood and I'm angry and sensitive. It becomes a million dollar deal. What's with the different attitudes and treatment? What's this gibberish? How I wish I can just ignore your attitude but I cant. I'm be slapped with a title for being rude and disrespectful towards you. Just because I seem to be the fiercer one and you seem to be the pity sheep being bully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't someone stand in my shoes and feel how I am feeling now? Even Clavell says he will not do that to me. I love my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is PRAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the car trip from him twice, I've learnt a lot. He pulled me back to the right path, both he and He. You made me see what I really want and what I should be pursuing. Thanks J.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-3911935996830344227?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/3911935996830344227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=3911935996830344227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3911935996830344227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3911935996830344227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/09/seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-8884676508159684741</id><published>2008-09-13T01:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T14:03:26.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since you know how i feel, why keep hurting me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm left with 7 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God will you stay by me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saw Flo's blog, and she looked really preetttyyy... Congrats! Even though you didn't win the overall, you looked and was the STAR of the night! Congrats. Hope you do see this post because it's pretty difficult contacting you nowadays when you're busy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, I love my mummy and I love You too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-8884676508159684741?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/8884676508159684741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=8884676508159684741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/8884676508159684741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/8884676508159684741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/09/since-you-know-how-i-feel-why-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-4229913739289193665</id><published>2008-09-05T12:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T12:36:06.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can never be the daughter that she likes, the daughter that she loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I should just DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Maybe a family of three will be happier than a family of three+calefare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-4229913739289193665?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/4229913739289193665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=4229913739289193665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4229913739289193665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4229913739289193665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-can-never-be-daughter-that-she-likes.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-7802358004379866887</id><published>2008-08-21T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T22:50:50.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;17.08.08&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting up with our dear Jeryl from US. But apparently, she came from the Olympics, Beijing. Though sometimes there was an awkward atmosphere, I enjoyed my time well. Had a lot of catching up with her and some other friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos up next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things are happening now, I seem to lose focus. I'm so stressed up I don't know what to do. Saying I'm stressed in school, ya. Everyone is. What is the point? Saying I'm stressed at home, the folks just practically look at you as though telling me," So? What you want me to do for you?" It's time to fill Hammie's bottle again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atmosphere at home seems very tense. Trying to lighten my mood by joking with mummy, I get scolded and shouted for trying to fight with her. It's time to get serious and not fool around with mummy. I don't even have the right to joke. What right am I speaking about? None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing cousin again is like rubbing salt into my wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life practically at this moment just suck. I have been praying. I know the Lord's with me. But, I just can't help feeling this way all the time. I have tried to let everything go, put it all in his hands. Seems like I'm falling deeper down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hols' are coming. So is nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The small note that Ms Wang gave all of us, just touch my sensitive nerve. It speaks my life in JC. She seems to be the only one who understands me in school. It's tough to act as though nothing is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is wrong. So, don't come to me and say it's going to be alright. It's going to be over. Just hang in there. Because, everything wouldn't just be okay by saying it'll be okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-7802358004379866887?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7802358004379866887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=7802358004379866887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7802358004379866887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7802358004379866887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/08/17.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-5316721720792011176</id><published>2008-08-09T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T10:34:57.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 days for 7 essays, 1 compre, 4 essay plans, 2 yearly papers, uncountable time trials, 2 tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't I have to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I forgotten by the Family?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-5316721720792011176?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/5316721720792011176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=5316721720792011176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5316721720792011176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5316721720792011176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/08/3-days-for-7-essays-1-compre-4-essay.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-1754761035063936976</id><published>2008-07-28T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T01:41:44.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What are you current worries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are they the same years ago? Doubt so. As we grow older, our worries and our ambitions would change. I still remember about a decade ago, I was worrying," What if I got streamed to EM2?"&lt;br /&gt;Then, the next one was:" What if I did not do well enough for PSLE?", "Where should I head to after PSLE?", "What subjects should I take in Sec 3?", "What about my 'O' Level results?", "Which institute should I go to?" and now,"What do I want to do in life?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how our thoughts evolved and now it is guided by my wonderful Father. He who would close one door, would open another for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The burdens of A was so saddening to listen to. I wanted to give him a hug and tell him that everything would be ok. But, I cannot. That is because it would not be okay just by saying that it will. The money, the location, the sacrifices are things that need time to consider if they are worth the benefits that would follow on thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shing, doesn't mean that you cannot get into Food Science, you will not excel. That is just another way God wants to tell you that there are other paths that will suit you better and you will excel there. Don't be discouraged by the outcomes. Just like I would ask God why am I left behind while my friends all left. There will be a reason and purpose for His every action. It is just a matter of time when you will realise this important point. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worries of Uni are so so heavy and has so much burden on your shoulders when you are not financially capable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuiying - When I hugged you, I still missed you even when you're in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;Shingee - When I hugged you, I feel so comfortable. You always never fail to make me wanna cry.&lt;br /&gt;Serene - When I hugged you, I feel so secured. As though I do not have any worries or stress.&lt;br /&gt;Elroy - When I hugged you, I feel so loved. You're always the big brother amongst us, now you have the daddy feel. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do without the 4 of you. These hugs are enough to last me the last 4 months. They are my energy boost. I love you Chuiying, Shingee, Serene and Elroy. I mean it. You made me feel whole. =) God gave me good friends. This is the best arrangement and the best presents (besides my family) He gave me. I love You too of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-1754761035063936976?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/1754761035063936976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=1754761035063936976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/1754761035063936976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/1754761035063936976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-are-you-current-worries-are-they.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-5323673792598139715</id><published>2008-07-22T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:33:55.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Studied alone on Sat. It was nice because there was an entertaining show beside me. Later that night, there was this cute lil boy who sat at the adjacent table too. He is an inline skating instructor, has cute lil eyes, man voice and handsome too. He was beatboxing away the whole time and guess what? He's only 15. Thats why I said he's only a lil boy..... Brightens up my night though. It was a cold night and the mood was there so I decided to stroll to Hougang interchange to take bus 62. I really strolled because it was a great night. In the end, I reached home near 1130. Amazing huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun. Studied at 201. A place where all my memories are. Those that are sweet and some that I don't even want to recall. The girl beside me was so dao. So what you're in JC? I am too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is only the 2nd day of school but I feel so drained already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody msges me. Shows how unpopular I am. No wonder my cousin also don't care about me anymore. Ha. I'm bound to be left on my own and die myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-5323673792598139715?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/5323673792598139715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=5323673792598139715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5323673792598139715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5323673792598139715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/07/studied-alone-on-sat.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-2052696215544437418</id><published>2008-07-18T19:22:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:47:44.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cousin came over the other day. We did not really talk much. Don't know why. But, she gave me a nice pair of heels and I like it a lot. Thanks jie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met up with my dear Gen gen on 4/7/08. We went PS for Hancock and Mos for dinner. There was a lot of catching up and I love this girl to bits. I really enjoyed my time with her even though it was quite short. Its the quality and not the quantity. Even though it was a very long period since we last sat down and chat and chat and chat, I still feel comfortable and happy around you. You never fail to bring the smile to my face, never fail to spread your joy to me. Even though I may be busy, you can still drop me a message ok? Promise you, after my exams, we shall go out again when you are free. Hope things are much better and improving for you esp. the matters of the heart. I know you are happy when it is anything about him. See you grinning from ear to ear whenever you are with him tells the whole story.. hehe.. I will jia you de. Love you truckloads wo niu and I mean it. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224314200903932098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SIB-FgvoWMI/AAAAAAAAAQo/-CFk882fQG4/s320/Image103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224314208302679810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SIB-F8ToRwI/AAAAAAAAAQw/andLj6cRJsw/s320/Image104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224314214653617570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SIB-GT9z5aI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Cd07aZRe2CM/s320/Image105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224314220906956402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SIB-GrQuRnI/AAAAAAAAARA/0P5tUJG8Bgc/s320/Image106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224314243003211826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SIB-H9k4YDI/AAAAAAAAARI/x_zut0eMDOM/s320/Image107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224315137432754738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SIB-8BlgGjI/AAAAAAAAARQ/8IlkYB6Z888/s320/Image109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224315144012780594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SIB-8aGTVDI/AAAAAAAAARY/RWE5pq2pbog/s320/Image108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224315146761328594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SIB-8kVm19I/AAAAAAAAARg/JlbPu7KrOig/s320/Image110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time is really tight. God please multiply my time and make me mentally strong. I am good and I did my own calendar pasted on my room wall so that I know how much time I'm left. Freaking myself out everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224315157601754818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SIB-9MuKnsI/AAAAAAAAARo/Zg-WpYFfjFI/s320/Image112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came home today and decided to pack the shoe cupboard with mummy. Guess what? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have 1 pair of court shoes, 4 pairs of heels, 3 pairs of flats, 3 pairs of normal school-approved shoes including badminton shoes, 1 pair of sandals and 2 pairs of slippers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Amazing how many shoes I have and NEVER realise. I'm not the kind to suplurge. Out of the&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;14 footwear&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;that I have, I only bought 5 for myself. The rest were gifts from friends or cousin or mummy. I don't bear to spend so much money but I love shoes. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;REally Love SHOES!!!&lt;/span&gt; But, I really seldom buy stuff for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. This is very old school but it was something we did after our papers last month. Life in school every day is increasingly challenging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224315160793770706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SIB-9YnM6tI/AAAAAAAAARw/QOw4fdLeLxg/s320/Image099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-2052696215544437418?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/2052696215544437418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=2052696215544437418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/2052696215544437418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/2052696215544437418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/07/cousin-came-over-other-day.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/SIB-FgvoWMI/AAAAAAAAAQo/-CFk882fQG4/s72-c/Image103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-4641952074257226587</id><published>2008-07-10T19:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T19:37:37.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How much am I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm skipping lunch everyday. Stop tempting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't bear to make you leave me as a friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-4641952074257226587?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/4641952074257226587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=4641952074257226587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4641952074257226587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4641952074257226587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-much-am-i-thinking-im-skipping.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-2133706294689449378</id><published>2008-07-09T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T20:51:53.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not really a great day today too. Pit bottom. All the way down. Drowning in U. Drowned by U. U made my day. U made me upset. U caused me to think. U caused me to be the worst. Never felt that bad before. Ok. Maybe I did before. But, this is bad but not that bad as the previous days, but still bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U filled my day with tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-2133706294689449378?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/2133706294689449378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=2133706294689449378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/2133706294689449378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/2133706294689449378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/07/not-really-great-day-today-too.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-1753632854663331958</id><published>2008-07-08T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T21:46:56.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I really dislike it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Insecurity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Who would stand with me??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Raymond for all the fuss I made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I don't want to meet. I don't want to not meet either. Complicated eh? Because I'll have that habit and habits are hard to kick. It's just that, I'm just so afraid of parting eventually. Yea yea. I know parting is just part and parcel and life. I'm just that weak. So what? I'm not afraid to face up to facts that I'm scared of parting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;It's making me feel guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-1753632854663331958?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/1753632854663331958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=1753632854663331958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/1753632854663331958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/1753632854663331958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-really-dislike-it-now.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-1898882007673012538</id><published>2008-07-07T12:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T12:40:06.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hurt and depressed. Seriously strong feeling these days.&lt;br /&gt;Weird thoughts are getting into my head.&lt;br /&gt;They got to go away.&lt;br /&gt;But how?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-1898882007673012538?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/1898882007673012538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=1898882007673012538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/1898882007673012538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/1898882007673012538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/07/hurt-and-depressed.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-7718316207651086328</id><published>2008-07-07T12:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T12:35:39.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, met up with M.C. and Joycee, together with A.J. and small Chloe. It was a great outing since such a long time. It is ALWAYS great to meet up with these people. Makes me feel so at home, so comfortable. Chloe is a great playing mate and I enjoyed myself playing with her. Her innocence and sweetness made me forget all the stress and worry in my head. Love her to bits. She stuck to me like glue that night and I'd really miss her till today. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things are better left unknown to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joycee, I'm so sorry that I do not have lots of time for you. I promise I will make it up to you soon okay? ok, 4 mths is not that soon but time will pass fast enough that you'll see me next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to stop being so reliant on boy and start mugging on my own. I cannot possibly rely on boy all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I've been bad. Really bad that I feel guilty now. Things got to stop now or I would not be able to control when it gets worse. Go far far away from me. As far as possible. Or you are going to make me feel more guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-7718316207651086328?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7718316207651086328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=7718316207651086328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7718316207651086328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7718316207651086328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-saturday-met-up-with-m.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-2836084408324353244</id><published>2008-07-02T13:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T13:47:25.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friends don't care.&lt;br /&gt;Cousin don't care.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care too.&lt;br /&gt;Why bother?&lt;br /&gt;Effort also not appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has their own priorities.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has their own commitments.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just not part of their priority or commitment.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you are trying to do now, it is no longer important.&lt;br /&gt;Because it is just too late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-2836084408324353244?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/2836084408324353244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=2836084408324353244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/2836084408324353244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/2836084408324353244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/07/friends-dont-care.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-8688031614510370558</id><published>2008-06-27T16:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T09:20:18.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you get older, you will feel that things around you would change drastically. The things you do, the thinking you have, the kind of friends STILL hanging around you, the cousins who are still close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I do agree that friends do leave your side on day or something. But after so long and so much effort you put in them, one would still the minimal disappointment when things are no longer the same. What to do? There's really nothing much you can do about it. New friends would always come and go, especially with a change of environment. After all, who are truly your FRIENDS? The question of why are they even my friends in the first place would keep popping up, reminding myself that they are no longer by my side. I still feel that it was irrelevant and really amusing how they could even quarrel on my birthday and since then nothing or no mode of communication went on. Or maybe, they did contact each other. Well, I cannot really be bothered by all their rubbish anymore. No more good luck messages, no more how are messages, no more are you coping messages, no more do you need my help messages, no more let's meet up messages, no more concern calls, no more initiative. I'm really tired of always making the first move to keep the relationship going. Can't you people do something? Can't you just stop waiting? You're busy. Me too OK. In life, the worse excuse used on me was," Oh. We drifted because of distance." Are you joking or what? How big is your country? Not only that, cousins are drifting too. Is it time? Is it because of schedule? Is it because of priorities? Is it because of different lifestyles? I don't know. Don't say I'm over-sensitive but I believe is the way you put words across. The tone and attitude shows all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thank God that all these happened to me. Yes. You would think that I'm mad, but I'm not. I thank God for all these because I get to learn from these lessons. I'll treasure those around me more, love them more and appreciate them more. I thank God for M.c., Joycee, Genevieve and Raymond. Raymond - Your effort to support me is much appreciated. Genevieve - I love you more than you know and your sincerity has touched me deeply, most importantly, your presence by my side is all I need. The two of you are important people in my JC life, and thanks to both, my life is coloured among the darkness. Thanks for keeping me in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;WORMS~~!!!!!!! WORM-ATTACK IN MY REFRIGERATOR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disgusting worms were found in my fridge earlier and sent two women in the house screaming their lungs off. Okay. I know they are just worms. But, they are terrifying, disgusting, and terrorizing creepy-crawlies. Aunty Margaret to the rescue and the screams die in still air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the day is saved. Thanks to the brave, AUNTY MARGERET.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-8688031614510370558?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/8688031614510370558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=8688031614510370558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/8688031614510370558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/8688031614510370558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-you-get-older-you-will-feel-that.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-4176871772879923368</id><published>2008-06-13T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T16:49:11.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-4176871772879923368?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/4176871772879923368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=4176871772879923368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4176871772879923368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4176871772879923368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/06/dear-jesus-please-save-me.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-1643975113178321398</id><published>2008-05-24T13:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T13:21:50.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went for a dinner meet with the girls and Jac on Thursday after Pre-U sem. It was really a heartfelt one especially I've not seen them since I was hospitalised. After talking, I really had to motivation to work hard towards my goals. Not that I have a specific aim in mind but as long as I produce the results, I can take anything. In this last stretch of JC life, I will cheong no matter what. I don't want to retain for nothing but for a good cause. It will make it all worth while. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karel and gang have been welcoming me in and I do feel the sincerity. Thanks. You girls always make my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-1643975113178321398?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/1643975113178321398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=1643975113178321398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/1643975113178321398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/1643975113178321398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-went-for-dinner-meet-with-girls-and.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-201791692870413697</id><published>2008-05-14T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T21:46:07.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone encouraged me today. Asking me not to give up EVER. The thought did came across my mind but not anymore. I love Him and I would not give up on Him ever because of His unconditional love for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WE MADE HISTORY!!!! MJ BAD GIRLS MADE IT TO TOP 4 FOR THE FIRST TIME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We worked hard together and fight for what we really really wanted. Underdogs we are! Can't help feeling happy. But, thinking of the truck of tutorials I have, I feel like dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semis is held on friday and finals is on tuesday. I'll be praying. Will you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-201791692870413697?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/201791692870413697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=201791692870413697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/201791692870413697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/201791692870413697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/05/someone-encouraged-me-today.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-2466928154770314715</id><published>2008-05-01T12:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T12:49:29.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The guys won CJ yesterday with Eugene being the deciding player performing exceeding expectations. WHOOOO~ The girls won PJ 5-0 and facing NJ this coming monday. I think we have a good chance in getting to second round and I believe all of them are looking forward to the match with RJC. I think it would be a good fight!!! WEeeehoo... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I'm the umpire again but it's ok because I know I'm not good enough for the main team. As long as they do their best, I think thats the most impt. Just don't leave me out k. The J2s are like hanging out among themselves and I feel quite lost actually. I thought Joyce wouldn't do the same, but sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, our team did well and continue to fight on ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-2466928154770314715?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/2466928154770314715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=2466928154770314715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/2466928154770314715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/2466928154770314715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/05/guys-won-cj-yesterday-with-eugene-being.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-597040026251701178</id><published>2008-04-23T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T22:04:44.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream and an aim in life. When you lose your sense of self and direction, lean on God and He will put you back to the right path. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty -seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-597040026251701178?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/597040026251701178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=597040026251701178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/597040026251701178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/597040026251701178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-do-not-stop-playing-because-we-are.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-6303564288858078662</id><published>2008-04-23T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T23:21:01.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your words are piercing, your language is hurting, your actions is scarring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today and yesterday was a waste of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-6303564288858078662?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/6303564288858078662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=6303564288858078662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/6303564288858078662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/6303564288858078662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/04/your-words-are-piercing-your-language.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-7459805705162637889</id><published>2008-04-21T18:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T19:06:02.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Found this one Danny Boy's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Brain is 73% Female, 27% Male&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatgenderisyourbrainquiz/brain.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your brain leans female&lt;br /&gt;You think with your heart, not your head&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and considerate, you are a giver&lt;br /&gt;But you're tough enough not to let anyone take advantage of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatgenderisyourbrainquiz/"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Gender Is Your Brain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73% Female and 27% Male. Infering from think with your heart and not your head = Guys think with their head and not heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discipline and Determination is the key.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-7459805705162637889?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7459805705162637889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=7459805705162637889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7459805705162637889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7459805705162637889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/04/found-this-one-danny-boys-blog_1555.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-2956740071261884374</id><published>2008-04-21T18:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T18:52:54.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Found this one Danny Boy's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Brain is 73% Female, 27% Male&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatgenderisyourbrainquiz/brain.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your brain leans female&lt;br /&gt;You think with your heart, not your head&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and considerate, you are a giver&lt;br /&gt;But you're tough enough not to let anyone take advantage of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatgenderisyourbrainquiz/"What&lt;br /&gt; Gender Is Your Brain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-2956740071261884374?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/2956740071261884374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=2956740071261884374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/2956740071261884374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/2956740071261884374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/04/found-this-one-danny-boys-blog_21.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-7091809398708831042</id><published>2008-04-21T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T18:52:21.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Found this one Danny Boy's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Brain is 73% Female, 27% Male&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatgenderisyourbrainquiz/brain.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your brain leans female&lt;br /&gt;You think with your heart, not your head&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and considerate, you are a giver&lt;br /&gt;But you're tough enough not to let anyone take advantage of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatgenderisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What&lt;br /&gt; Gender Is Your Brain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-7091809398708831042?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7091809398708831042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=7091809398708831042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7091809398708831042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7091809398708831042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/04/found-this-one-danny-boys-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-7105870520451990404</id><published>2008-04-19T12:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T12:34:10.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, I'm on time for my tutorials. Ok. Not really also. I'm 3 chem clinics behind. But, nevermind. Ng Hui Shan is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I did well for chem SPA. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More homework and homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just get the bag. It'll be nice if the whole team carries it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-7105870520451990404?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7105870520451990404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=7105870520451990404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7105870520451990404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7105870520451990404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-im-on-time-for-my-tutorials.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-6546358367664443976</id><published>2008-04-16T02:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T02:48:07.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so so tired. Lessons till 6 today then headed for training. Came home and started doing GP till now. Amazing. I've yet to do econs and prepare for chem SPA on thursday. Massive headache. I have to wake in 3 hours time. Might not have the energy on thursday to do anything. Rarr..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-6546358367664443976?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/6546358367664443976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=6546358367664443976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/6546358367664443976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/6546358367664443976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-so-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-6914517270700594046</id><published>2008-04-07T19:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T19:49:20.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so broken, so lost. Lost my way through the path of all these mess I've created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever problem, I believe just say it in front and not behind. Never ever do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-6914517270700594046?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/6914517270700594046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=6914517270700594046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/6914517270700594046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/6914517270700594046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/04/apologies.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-4981690925384076646</id><published>2008-04-06T14:15:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T14:46:35.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back from guangzhou. Lazy to update. Photos tell all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186018613527043250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_hwc8nX3LI/AAAAAAAAAQM/qyog5DutF7o/s320/DSC00422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_hrPMnX2xI/AAAAAAAAAM8/RWYtAGiArO8/s1600-h/DSC00433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186012879745702674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_hrPMnX2xI/AAAAAAAAAM8/RWYtAGiArO8/s320/DSC00433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_hrPsnX2zI/AAAAAAAAANM/Gr-941z9WjA/s1600-h/DSC00440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186012888335637298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_hrPsnX2zI/AAAAAAAAANM/Gr-941z9WjA/s320/DSC00440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186013635659946818" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_hr7cnX22I/AAAAAAAAANk/-4_EnRj6qLU/s320/DSC00446.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186014696516869010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_hs48nX25I/AAAAAAAAAN8/E1mgvD_aE3Y/s320/DSC00447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186013644249881458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_hr7snX23I/AAAAAAAAANs/8QC6ZRi1I-A/s320/DSC00450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186017140353260610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_hvHMnX3EI/AAAAAAAAAPU/wITYSjqA_n8/s320/DSC00489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186016229820193746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_huSMnX29I/AAAAAAAAAOc/YX37A2BrX5U/s320/DSC00466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186016238410128370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_huSsnX2_I/AAAAAAAAAOs/_NUGhE-4HTc/s320/DSC00479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186016234115161058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_huScnX2-I/AAAAAAAAAOk/1-R_de3k3Cg/s320/DSC00473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186017136058293298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_hvG8nX3DI/AAAAAAAAAPM/pU8hRtgLzWk/s320/DSC00485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186017144648227922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_hvHcnX3FI/AAAAAAAAAPc/_Re-_teYbwA/s320/DSC00516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186012884040669986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_hrPcnX2yI/AAAAAAAAANE/MoEVV1Ngn5w/s320/DSC00435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186013648544848770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_hr78nX24I/AAAAAAAAAN0/i-SwTdA4ixw/s320/DSC00451.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186014705106803634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_hs5cnX27I/AAAAAAAAAOM/OvZiJgZbk6E/s320/DSC00455.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186016242705095682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_huS8nX3AI/AAAAAAAAAO0/X3K8EjxuCsQ/s320/DSC00481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186017127468358674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_hvGcnX3BI/AAAAAAAAAO8/yqUuNx6DNrc/s320/DSC00482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186017131763325986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_hvGsnX3CI/AAAAAAAAAPE/HfiC8UrPfAA/s320/DSC00483.JPG" border="0" /&gt; All the warm wishes from our China friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186018441728351330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_hwS8nX3GI/AAAAAAAAAPk/o-PvwtX_HJ8/s320/DSC00452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186018446023318642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_hwTMnX3HI/AAAAAAAAAPs/xAJ50_K4sLY/s320/DSC00462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186018450318285954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_hwTcnX3II/AAAAAAAAAP0/8gp7Ek35ZhQ/s320/DSC00463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186018450318285970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_hwTcnX3JI/AAAAAAAAAP8/WHdjE90GJlE/s320/DSC00464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186018458908220578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_hwT8nX3KI/AAAAAAAAAQE/YzOQzF70rj0/s320/DSC00480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a nutshell, I enjoyed myself. Shopping was GREAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I'm like some loser. No one to talk to in class. Hovering around like some lonesome soul. Disgusted with my carelessness in training. Efforts are all not recognised totally. What's the point???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To all out there! Christian way to relieve stress. Especially to those taking major exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;An Angel says, 'Never borrow from the future. If you worry about what may happen tomorrow and it doesn't happen, you have worried in vain. Even if it does happen, you have to worry twice.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Pray &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Go to bed on time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Get up on time so you can start the day unrushed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Say No to projects that won't fit into your time schedule, or that will compromise your mental health. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Delegate tasks to capable others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Simplify and unclutter your life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Less is more. (Although one is often not enough, two are often too many.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Allow extra time to do things and to get to places. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Pace yourself. Spread out big changes and difficult projects over time; don't lump the hard things all together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Take one day at a time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Separate worries from concerns . If a situation is a concern, find out what God would have you do and let go of the anxiety . If you can't do anything about a situation, forget it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Live within your budget; don't use credit cards for ordinary purchases. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Have backups; an extra car key in your wallet, an extra house key buried in the garden, extra stamps, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. K.M.S. (Keep Mouth Shut). This single piece of advice can prevent an enormous amount of trouble. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Do something for the Kid in You everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. Carry a Bible with you to read while waiting in line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. Get enough rest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. Eat right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. Get organized so everything has its place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. Listen to a tape while driving that can help improve your quality of life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. Write down thoughts and inspirations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. Every day, find time to be alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. Having problems? Talk to God on the spot. Try to nip small problems in the bud. Don't wait until it's time to go to bed to try and pray. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. Make friends with Godly people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. Keep a folder of favorite scriptures on hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26. Remember that the shortest bridge between despair and hope is often a good 'Thank you Jesus.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. Laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28. Laugh some more! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29. Take your work seriously, but not yourself at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30. Develop a forgiving attitude (most people are doing the best they can). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31. Be kind to unkind people (they probably need it the most). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32. Sit on your ego. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33. Talk less; listen more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;34. Slow down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35. Remind yourself that you are not the general manager of the universe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;36 Every night before bed, think of one thing you're grateful for that you've never been grateful for before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOD HAS A WAY OF TURNING THINGS AROUND FOR YOU. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'If God is for us, who can be against us?' (Romans 8:31) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never beenhurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back. Don't be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-4981690925384076646?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/4981690925384076646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=4981690925384076646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4981690925384076646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4981690925384076646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-back-from-guangzhou.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R_hwc8nX3LI/AAAAAAAAAQM/qyog5DutF7o/s72-c/DSC00422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-3507638625853199168</id><published>2008-03-21T11:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T23:38:05.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Seriously. It is not because I don't understand YOU. It is YOU who don't understand me. Why is that YOU can go over for any meal YOUR niece had with all her friends. YOU just cannot celebrate MY BIRTHDAY with MY friends. It's just eating, it would not kill YOU to even sit with my friends right. YOU are definitely eccentric. Yes, eccentric is the word. Like her so much, switch then. Request to have her as YOUR daughter. Yes, sorry that I'm such a failure in being YOUR daughter. Or, my friends are also failures to make their mark in YOUR eyes. Only YOUR niece's friends are good people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-3507638625853199168?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/3507638625853199168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=3507638625853199168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3507638625853199168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3507638625853199168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/03/seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-4387684306897843116</id><published>2008-03-03T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T22:28:35.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You made me so pissed by answering me the reason you had gotten 10/20 is because you were too lazy to study. In this case, don't even attend school. I don't seem to find a suitable reason or logical one why you must attend school at all. If all the work you don't know how to do, and you must always ask me, might as well I go to school for you also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;Make me scold you, in the end, I'm the one crying.&lt;br /&gt;Sickening.&lt;br /&gt;So tired of your nonsense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-4387684306897843116?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/4387684306897843116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=4387684306897843116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4387684306897843116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4387684306897843116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-made-me-so-pissed-by-answering-me.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-1623750047165511057</id><published>2008-02-26T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T21:05:23.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sitting at the back of the class gives me the tranquility I need. Not saying that sitting with the guys is a bad idea, but I'm much more clear-headed when I'm seated at the back. Seems like I don't really fall asleep that easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of dreading the next period ahead, I made myself think that I'm going to learn new things today! It makes my day easier to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the team on the way home today. They were heading to RJ without me. Ha. Like it makes a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired of catching up with my work, but I'm gonna hang in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to study for SPA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-1623750047165511057?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/1623750047165511057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=1623750047165511057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/1623750047165511057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/1623750047165511057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/02/sitting-at-back-of-class-gives-me.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-4298565541568871182</id><published>2008-02-23T14:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T15:05:54.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, I know my eye injury happen for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know God allowed it to happen even though it is going to hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know God loves me.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know the incident has brought much unhappiness in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't know how to let go.&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't know what fairness is.&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't know what to do now.&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't know why am I reacting this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because of my eye injury, you conclude that I cannot play in the Nationals.&lt;br /&gt;Just because of me not playing in the Nationals, I'm not going to China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How unjust and unfair this is. Sucks. Can't just someone understand how I feel? Can't just someone wear my shoes for now? I dislike wearing this pair of shoes now. Yes, I'm starting to be unable to control my emotions anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please save me from sinning against You. Please help me.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-4298565541568871182?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/4298565541568871182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=4298565541568871182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4298565541568871182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4298565541568871182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/02/yes-i-know-my-eye-injury-happen-for.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-2602444684133590281</id><published>2008-02-11T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T15:29:48.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My CNY post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much because I spent it in CGH. 1 week long of stay. I'm even more tired than ever. Firstly, reason why I got in was because my eye got hit by shuttle and my blood vessel inside burst. So, blood cells came into my pupil and caused temporary blindness. There is still a silly clot in my eye and my left eye is blurred. The first night was eye drop every hour so there was practically no sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who came to visit me: Mr Tee, Mrs Lok, Ms Koh, Ms Ng Hui Shan, Mr Lee, Cell, Joel, Dalston, Joyce Lim, Joyce Chen, Kelvin, Cheryl, my cousins and relatives and last but not least my parents who come daily. Thanks for visiting. Hopefully I do not leave anyone out. Thanks to those who messaged me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My team? Even my original '06 and '07 team did not message me nor visit me. Flo and YP messaged me. Maybe even the captain was obliged to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incident really shows how much those 'friends' cared for me. Those who did, thanks a lot. Those who did not, so be it. Team? I'm kind of 'glad' that they are treating me this way. Even J and B are like that, what can I say??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shi Hui, thanks for that night. Thanks for taking my notes too. Thanks for messaging me. Thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This stay really made me see a lot of things. Not literally because I cannot really see with one eye partially blind. But it has made me experience blindness for once. Joel, thanks for being there for me. Thanks for trying to come down to visit whenever you are free. Really thanks a lot. Being blind, you really needed support and assurance. Of course, you would sure need to have security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, thanks for being there with me daily without fail. Thanks for bestowing me with eyesight. Thanks for healing my eye. Thanks for giving me hope. All the thanks should go to You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eye is preeeetty funnay now. The pupil of my left eye is dilated, and the pupil of my right eye is contracted. It's really hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot walk fast, cannot run, cannot jump, cannot trip, cannot hit my eye, cannot train, cannot spin round. But, physically I look fine. So, don't shout at me if I'm walking very slowly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-2602444684133590281?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/2602444684133590281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=2602444684133590281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/2602444684133590281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/2602444684133590281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-cny-post.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-1757408287289298263</id><published>2008-02-03T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T20:37:11.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I cannot take the moments you blow hot and blow cold to me all the time. I'll be that tadpole last year, suffocate under pressurising environment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm stressed over nothing seriously. I get upset over nothing too. I think I need a shrink. Test and test. When will it ever end?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so tired. I need a break. God, please help me. I need a breather. I need You. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your light will shine for me. I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162731970395781842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R6W1X63-OtI/AAAAAAAAAMs/mxJ53w80zHQ/s320/P8130231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-1757408287289298263?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/1757408287289298263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=1757408287289298263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/1757408287289298263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/1757408287289298263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-cannot-take-moments-you-blow-hot-and.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R6W1X63-OtI/AAAAAAAAAMs/mxJ53w80zHQ/s72-c/P8130231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-2570047185069033460</id><published>2008-01-26T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T00:06:10.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Its been not really a rough week but more of a tiring week. Time really passes fast when you have too much to accomplish within a short period of time. My oldest cousin got married two weeks ago and we had lots of fun ourselves. It's really time for most of my cousin's to get married. I feel young out of the sudden!!! But, in reality, the people I hang out with daily a.k.a. my classmates, I feel like an old woman. I really wonder why are their thoughts SO unique that it is uniquely unique.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159814386226707122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R5tX2K3-OrI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Fbo5xFJXkUc/s320/Slide13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159814575205268162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R5tYBK3-OsI/AAAAAAAAAMk/2bycSzYl4A8/s320/Slide15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was road race today and I had to force my eyes to open at 530 when they just closed at 2. ARGH. Actually, after that I was contemplating whether I should head home for a good rest or to White Sands to mug. I took bus from Downtown and decided to get off 2 stops later to study. Such an undecisive mind. But well, I think that was a good decision made because I finished all my Bio and Chem hmwk! Satisfied to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You no. 1 really hurt me today. You made me even more uncomfortable hanging around you. I am trying my best to place all my faith upon you but time and time again, you take it for granted and just stomped on it and shatter everything. You make use of my trust in you and continue lying to me. Yes, indeed it may be about trivial issues, but the main thing is about how you value other people as your friends. Do not ever claim them to be friends when you are lying to them every minute, every sentence you are saying. I am very stuck because I don't want you to have no space to run when I start pinpointing every flaw, every lie you said. But on the other hand, I am sick and tired of playing along with the life you have that seem so superficial and fake totally. Why must you lie about your life? Why can't you just be yourself and people will still accept you for who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you no. 1, even if you are that popular, that good, that rich, that doesn't give you the right to even decide for others if that person deserve to be respected. She has the position and she is doing what she should. Stop envying her and saying the grapes are sour when you cannot even reach them let along eat them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you no. 2, even your level of intelligence is above many others, that doesn't give you the right to insult others too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chingay tomorrow! waking at 630. I need my sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-2570047185069033460?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/2570047185069033460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=2570047185069033460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/2570047185069033460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/2570047185069033460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-been-not-really-rough-week-but-more.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QAdqd-DGIvE/R5tX2K3-OrI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Fbo5xFJXkUc/s72-c/Slide13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-6872946902512260656</id><published>2008-01-17T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T00:41:25.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks Joel, Thanks Elizabeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a tiring week for me. Really tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're confusing my mind yet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-6872946902512260656?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/6872946902512260656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=6872946902512260656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/6872946902512260656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/6872946902512260656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/01/thanks-joel-thanks-elizabeth-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-7924201345171618593</id><published>2008-01-09T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T23:42:33.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where has Fairness and Equality gone to? All my efforts are not appreciated. Everything went back to square one again after all the Shi* I've gone through. It's never fair to me. China trip? I rather study in Singapore than waste my time on something that I'm not even an issue for anyone to be bothered about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-7924201345171618593?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7924201345171618593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=7924201345171618593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7924201345171618593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7924201345171618593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/01/where-has-fairness-and-equality-gone-to.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-8640343652822416600</id><published>2008-01-02T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T17:13:57.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone is up and excited about new year resolutions. What about mine? I've not really given them serious thoughts but, I still have a couple in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1) Stop sleeping and slacking so much (Because I need to time to transform into a full-time mugger)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2) Have an aim for my 'A' levels and move towards it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3) Exercise more and lose more weight. It's time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only the first day at school and I'm already dreading going back tomorrow. I feel like an idiot or a sucker now. Not suppose to be in that school, wearing that uniform. All the faces I see around are not familiar and those who are my peers ain't around. Those in class cannot understand how I feel too. I need that courage and determination to stand up again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-8640343652822416600?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/8640343652822416600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=8640343652822416600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/8640343652822416600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/8640343652822416600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2008/01/everyone-is-up-and-excited-about-new.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-5057197965181476862</id><published>2007-12-27T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T00:20:36.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Church camp was great! Thanks to all the comm people for had everything planned out nicely. It's nice to be touched by Him once more, to fall on knees for Him once more and to encounter Him once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mummy is leaving FC this sunday to go off to her BF's church. It's been really hard for me because I'm really close and it's really wierd for me to change cell when I cannot go back often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Religion talks went on in the house today. My mum just pierced my heart with thousands of knives. Why can't she understand me? Why can't she give me the happiness I want? Why can't she understand this is what I want and not what people are persuading or hypnotising? Just when I think that everything is ok, she has to spoil everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you people want to whisper with me around, kindly tell me straight in my face to ask me to step aside. Don't like you all to make things so obvious that there are things you do not wish me to know. This happens today and I spent the whole day with only a bunch of people. So, you all should know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grip of Faith- It's so tough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-5057197965181476862?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/5057197965181476862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=5057197965181476862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5057197965181476862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/5057197965181476862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2007/12/church-camp-was-great-thanks-to-all.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-4458635962736375873</id><published>2007-12-17T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T00:55:27.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday night wasn't really a good night for me at all. NONO. Not nice. Woke up after every 15 to 30 mins interval. Would be nice at a chalet, but not when the weather is super good to me. Fevered and flued the whole of saturday which landed me in front of the telly from the afternoon till night. The electricity bill must have shot up big time. I'm much better now but still in hope of getting rid of my nose, been trying to run the last few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today would be a special day for me too! A day to commorate. My first time trying to do cell processing. Funny feeling but it was nice. It was pretty rough because I do not really know what to tell the girls. But, I do hope that the message was brought nicely to the girls. To be able to "Fall down on your knees" again and to be "moved by Jesus" again is something nice and warmth just solely thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many or should I say most of my friends have already moved forward in their path of education. I mean, yes, I do not deny at this point of time I'm weak once again. To feel the pain I've once encountered again. To see seperation again. To see people leaving my sight, leaving me again. I've not even yet to bid goodbye. But, happiness took over the place of sadness fast enough because I know all this are planned out early for me. To know Navin, Gabriel, Shi hui, Daniel especially and even to get closer to Rashidah. I love all these people and even those not named out and are in my class this year even those who could not make it. Maybe because the year is ending soon and seperation will soon take place. No, I'm not emo-ing, just embracing memories and treasuring everything I once had and still have. 06s302, I really love being in that class even if there are conflicts and everything. I miss you all, really. I really tried hard to fit into the class, but it still feels more comfortable with people of the same age around you. I don't like being the 大姐 , being someone older, being someone whom others use other looks to look upon you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church camp is something I'm looking forward to a lot. I think I would get a lot from it because its time where I draw closer to God. I need to. I think I've step off the path too much and too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Please Jesus, guide me, shine the light for which would light my path that I should take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-4458635962736375873?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/4458635962736375873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=4458635962736375873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4458635962736375873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4458635962736375873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2007/12/friday-night-wasnt-really-good-night.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-1174361886570325323</id><published>2007-12-12T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T00:29:37.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You just "wth" me. I shant say anything because basically everything was my fault. Just why can't you tell me earlier. Maybe your mind is full of meeting with your friends till you just cannot remember your other friend that you got to text. Whatever to the prom and '89s. Compensation shall be done to it. Justice shall be done too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Spoils my mood. Feels damn shitty right now. I'm like screaming right in my head and it is obviously not advisable to do it in reality because it's like midnight now. Everything just has to come to me all in one shot. Seeing you tomorrow may not be a good thing. I don't know how to talk to you and don't assume i'm giving you attitude because I'm not. Don't assume I'm angry because I'm not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I think I'm keeping and bottling up everything now, but it don't seem so also. I'm not feeling anything sometimes, as though I'm immune to everything around me. Sadness seem to just brush past me as though I'm Claude, loneliness seem to wheeze past me as though I'm Nathan. HA. All the Heroes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I should stop wallowing in self-pity and get some job done at home. Self-pity don't get anyone anywhere because no one is going to empathise with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm sorry to you for doing what I should not have done that had caused you much anger boiled in you. This is something which is avoidable but instead I brought it upon you and spoiled your day too. I'm sorry sincerely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-1174361886570325323?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/1174361886570325323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=1174361886570325323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/1174361886570325323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/1174361886570325323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-just-wth-me.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-356361159224852727</id><published>2007-12-09T14:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T14:29:35.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was so tired that I keep dreaming of stupid things. During these 10 days of Jun Wen in China, kept dreaming of him sms-ing me and msn-ing me. All of which are fantasies, knew it. It's almost done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Besides that, I had a very tiring week. It was badminton all the way from Tues to Friday continuous. If my leg did not cramp, I think I'm super good. But sadly, it will always cramp no matter how much cooling down I do. I went to SJI Jr on Thursday night for a friendly match. The SJI Jr boys are all so CUTEEEE! They are really nice bunch of kids with a lot of enthusiasm on their game and all of them will have much room for improvement. A week of busy-ness took my mind off a lot of worry and burden. I do not wish to run and avoid but, I just don't know what I should do at this point of time. I went for Chingay 1st volunteer training yesterday at Yishun Secondary at 8 am! But, I thank God for creating bus 85 which I can take from my house bus stop all the way to Yishun MRT. This really allows me to sleep in more and all in all it was only a journey of 1/2 an hour. Something mysterious happen which I do not really understand. Besides me and Navin, all MJC students who joined Chingay are all in ushering. Funny. My group is basically quite nice but just a little quiet. Stuck with them till end of Chingay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You are coming back tomorrow. Maybe you will be on the plane later. I don't know. Driving down memory lane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ohh.... I'll be starting my drive in Ubi next week. Fast Fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Holiday hmwk = headache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-356361159224852727?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/356361159224852727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=356361159224852727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/356361159224852727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/356361159224852727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-was-so-tired-that-i-keep-dreaming-of.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-8697993259152535406</id><published>2007-12-08T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T16:51:09.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm too tired to update. Shall do it tomorrow then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-8697993259152535406?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/8697993259152535406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=8697993259152535406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/8697993259152535406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/8697993259152535406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-too-tired-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-7777453060718191010</id><published>2007-11-25T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T11:39:14.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I really do think that i'm thinking too much at this point of time. Everyone make mistakes which can lead to almost unbearable consequences and I think I did. All I'm asking is for You to forgive all my sins throughout this holidays and cleanse me, cleanse my heart. I think you made your decision by shunning me away or just in the midst of strugggling. Struggling is what I am doing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Navin's wise advice- To heed or not to heed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mistake, my mistake. It difficult to keep that understanding going when we are not truthful to ourselves. If it indeed is just purely mistakes made, not only me, but the both of us are bound to be hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone. Lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain't that hard to trust and to have Faith. But, it is indeed hard for me. To trust wholeheartedly, it really seems difficult for me. I'm really struggling. If you really do feel that it was a mistake made by turning Him away at that point of time, then I shall use this holiday to heed Navin's advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RARRRR~ &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Even if you made a decision, could you kindly at least tell me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-7777453060718191010?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7777453060718191010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=7777453060718191010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7777453060718191010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7777453060718191010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-really-do-think-that-im-thinking-too.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-7823674724626163058</id><published>2007-11-24T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T00:09:07.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Class chalet was a BANG! It is pretty sad that DANIEL FOO cannot make it. At least I think it was pretty well prepared and the people who went enjoyed it. I think. I shall post some pictures up soon after they send me. Ate, slept, bridged, talked, laughed. It is a time where I really had no worries at all. Hate the haunted house. Sorry Navin for crumpling your shirt and it was really not on purpose at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty nice talking to you till 6 am. But now, you don't even have time to text me at all. Cannot really help it too. You are in almost every event's organising committee and your commitments are really much more. I understand but cannot help feeling that bit of sadness too. I really should stop thinking so much nowadays. You are soon leaving on Thursday and back in mid December. But when you are back, it will get worse than ever. I'm with camps and events too. It is almost impossible to see you again till we are back to school. I'm still waiting for you to go out again. But, doubt it's possible in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy told me to think about some issues during this holidays and I really need to think hard and pray hard about it. It is pretty testing during this period of time but I have to learn to trust. I really want it to last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a great day! I went swimming with Shing today. That crazy girl kept slapping my leg and I think she is getting more psychotic. Had jacuzzi and sauna too!!! Then I went on a crazy walk from Chinatown since 2pm to Cityhall till 10pm. I think I lost a great amount of fats today. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me spend the rest of the time of year 2007. Dreading time now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-7823674724626163058?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7823674724626163058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=7823674724626163058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7823674724626163058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7823674724626163058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2007/11/class-chalet-was-bang-it-is-pretty-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-3624695006341421691</id><published>2007-11-16T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T18:40:28.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything do not seem to make sense to me. Am I thinking too much or I'm just plain &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;DUMB&lt;/span&gt;? Finally I told mummy about it and I feel so much better. But, I don't know what is going to happen next from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want all these to seem so artificial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She's really pretty and much better.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daniel Foo!! Stop disturbing me or you will get it from me! SSC!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherry's wedding is tomorrow and all of us are looking forward to it excitedly. Well, for me, yes. This is so because it is my first time attending church wedding since MC's which happened like eons ago. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chalet is on monday and I think it's gonna be full of fun and laughter. Will be away till Wed. So anything text me ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-3624695006341421691?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/3624695006341421691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=3624695006341421691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3624695006341421691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3624695006341421691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2007/11/everything-do-not-seem-to-make-sense-to.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-7274390986593693554</id><published>2007-11-11T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T12:26:18.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Slept late last night just to wait for your sms before your flight. But, guess I waited for nothing eventually. GS, you are so evil just to leave like that. I am going to take a step back but when you are back, and you try to pull me back to the race again, I do not think I'll be able to take it anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-7274390986593693554?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7274390986593693554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=7274390986593693554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7274390986593693554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7274390986593693554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2007/11/slept-late-last-night-just-to-wait-for.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-3341304769498767685</id><published>2007-11-10T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T11:38:34.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It happened all on 7th of Nov. Everything is going so fast now, I'm almost blinded by every action. Finally, I get to know what is going on in your mind and I can stop playing a game of guess and check. I feel so unassured now. Lost should be the word instead. Lost in a maze. You are going tonight. 1 week of no contact with you. 1 week i said would be short. But, I still don't really want you to go. Would things still be the same? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Training. My ankle feels loose again. I keep losing my footing on court. I think its only a matter of time I seriously injure my ankle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Am gonna wait for your sms tonight before your flight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-3341304769498767685?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/3341304769498767685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=3341304769498767685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3341304769498767685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/3341304769498767685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2007/11/it-happened-all-on-7th-of-nov.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-4160690762705545544</id><published>2007-11-03T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T17:21:03.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm pretty honoured to be your scandal a.k.a hot topic man. Its kind of funny when you see how 17 year-olds can behave so childishly. When will they ever grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo.... I never understand your actions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-4160690762705545544?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/4160690762705545544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=4160690762705545544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4160690762705545544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/4160690762705545544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-pretty-honoured-to-be-your-scandal.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31456059.post-7455759645953138398</id><published>2007-10-22T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T14:42:45.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just read Xiao Mei's post which reminds me of something that absolutely slipped off my mind. I desperately need to burn off fats so that at least I would look good on my driver's license. Totally forgot about it. My test date next year is out. 12th March 2008. I think when I pass my test, it would be the best birthday present God gives me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored at home. Time seem to slow down so much for me. I've been drama-ing so much on Youtube till I'm almost out of shows to watch soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving is so much fun and so expensive!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best to my O' level juniors!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31456059-7455759645953138398?l=coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/feeds/7455759645953138398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31456059&amp;postID=7455759645953138398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7455759645953138398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31456059/posts/default/7455759645953138398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coloursofcrystal.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-just-read-xiao-meis-post-which.html' title=''/><author><name>СгφŞтаζ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
