<?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-16121966</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:15:03.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C}{eR|sH3D M3m0R|eS (ii)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-1688772049071434324</id><published>2009-05-14T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:50:06.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moved to: &lt;a href="http://hzylurvs.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://hzylurvs.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-1688772049071434324?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/1688772049071434324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=1688772049071434324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/1688772049071434324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/1688772049071434324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2009/05/moved-to-httphzylurvs.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-2283404275918376856</id><published>2008-03-26T14:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T14:40:59.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The short getaway last week was uber nice.  Though the money wasn't well spent, the company was great :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Sorry, no photos.  As many should know, my shake-sensitive digi cam is forever resting in my drawer at home.  I'm a bad owner, cos' i consistently trap it and even considering replacing it someday, =s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. i guess shake-sensitive cameras and shaky-hand owner aren't compatible at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, during the short getaway, the thrill for us girls was the 5 hot boys, (perhaps not so significant for the tied-downs).  Anyway, i was telling bb about this sensational story about the flirtatous exhanges and secretive hopes that the guys will take the initiative to approach the girls. It all ended in a sad tragedy - perhaps because the guys did not have the courage, the girls were not seductive/attractive enough, or the guys were merely being faithful to their significant other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bb actually commented that it's basic courtesy for the males to approach the females when females give 'the signal'.  Especially in places meant for social exchanges and the forming of friendships/relationships/flings, wadever.  He felt that despite being attached, in such social gatherings, w/o the presence of the females, guys should still approach girls who elict flirtatous glances.  Cos' this is basic courtesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Perhaps tt's why guys don't like to bring their significant other to such social gatherings.  From what i heard, some term this as 'da bao' (i.e. bring lunchbox when u r going out for lunch with ur buddies).  Take lunch literally as food.  It's meant to be eaten.  Get it??   =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then can i say that ladies, though attached, can be food for others too??  -duh-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-2283404275918376856?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/2283404275918376856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=2283404275918376856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/2283404275918376856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/2283404275918376856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2008/03/short-getaway-last-week-was-uber-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-4018835635120077192</id><published>2008-03-07T01:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T01:30:08.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ML5fmw3q0/R9Ao3J-UkxI/AAAAAAAAAEA/MvQB50YAygc/s1600-h/29022008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't help feeling stressed by the amount of projects that i'll have to finish in this month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cognitive - 2 individual presentations + 1 report&lt;br /&gt;Bio - grp presentation and 1 grp report&lt;br /&gt;EN105 - Dunno how many biz proposals my team will have to come up with.. :x&lt;br /&gt;- Luckily i finished my evo presentation, *phew* -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, after listing it out, there seem to be lesser projects than i thought. Afterall, i have endured through the bi-weekly marketing projects. Perhaps it's due to the intensity of Psych projects. The numerous articles Psych students have to go through and then forgetting to get the citation and reference :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biz projects are challenging - Cos' u dunno who u have to work with. Entre project, though intensive, is really fun!~&lt;br /&gt;Psych projects' the most nerve-wrecking and damaging to eyesight :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This sat will be the start of my final module for my entre minor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174681423869940514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ML5fmw3q0/R9ApVp-UkyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/iGLHEB7pQsI/s400/29022008(001).jpg" border="0" /&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;I'm missing these peeps already - xiaona, min li, hq, marion, wee ling and Lester - the only guy in the grp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be seeing them again this week, and perhaps will be forming a team with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Min Li won't be around!! *sob sob* :(  She's my emotional pillar and she's graduating.. so she can't be our CFO anymore.. *sobs*&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/16121966-4018835635120077192?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/4018835635120077192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=4018835635120077192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/4018835635120077192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/4018835635120077192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-cant-help-feeling-stressed-by-amount.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_q1ML5fmw3q0/R9ApVp-UkyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/iGLHEB7pQsI/s72-c/29022008(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-679158901046010155</id><published>2007-05-01T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T12:53:27.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've moved</title><content type='html'>I've &lt;a href="http://hzylurvs.blogspot.com"&gt;moved.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-679158901046010155?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/679158901046010155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=679158901046010155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/679158901046010155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/679158901046010155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2007/05/ive-moved.html' title='I&apos;ve moved'/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-116127036716034136</id><published>2006-10-19T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:06:07.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Affectionate Love, also called &lt;i&gt;companionate love&lt;/i&gt;, is the type of love that occurs when someone desires to have the other person near and has a deep, caring affection for the person.&lt;br /&gt;Phillip Shaver once described the initial phase of romantic love as a time that is fueled by a mixture of sexual attraction and gratification, a reduced sense of loneliness, uncertainty about and the security of developing an attachment and excitement from exploring the novelty of another human being.  &lt;br /&gt;However, with time, sexual attraction wanes. Attachment anxieties either lessen or produce conflict and withdrawal. Novelty is replaced with familiarity, and lovers either find themselves securely attached in a deeply caring relationship or distressed - feeling board, disappointed, lonely or hostile.  In the latter case, one or both partners may eventually seek a different close relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And y does the latter case &lt;b&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/b&gt; happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;Someone pls teach me how to cherish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-116127036716034136?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/116127036716034136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=116127036716034136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/116127036716034136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/116127036716034136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2006/10/affectionate-love-also-called.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-115666892223739845</id><published>2006-08-27T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T16:55:22.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hall 6 D &amp; D 2006</title><content type='html'>Wat started out as a costly function actually turned out great.  So much better than XMS prom, much more cosy and fun as compared to AJ's prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 65 bucks was indeed well spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shanghai nite.  As expected, not many freshies dressed according to theme.  The seniors dressed very nicely though.  All the cheongsams, bright coloured shawls and stipes for the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's wad i wore. =)  I did my own hair this time.  Without any help. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/Hall%206%20DnD%202006/sean_n_me2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tt's Sean &amp; me.  The only full length photo i have i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/Hall%206%20DnD%202006/e5aa6aab.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the Pathos girls. =) See, only Annetter dressed according to theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/Hall%206%20DnD%202006/van_n_me.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the oriental beauty.  Vanessa looks really different in her cheongsam.  Suddenly so elegant and lady-like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/Hall%206%20DnD%202006/3c4b1ca1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man Sze was our only gl who didn't really dressed according to theme.  But his shirt's really RED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/Hall%206%20DnD%202006/the_guys.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pathos guys.  Every single Pathos guy turned up.  Enthu. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/Hall%206%20DnD%202006/robbery.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wesley &amp; Mark being robbed by the Marchi guys, haX.  They brought a toy gun each.  Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/Hall%206%20DnD%202006/73fe694e.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with Phyu.  Cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/Hall%206%20DnD%202006/40b036dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark &amp; me.  Actually i prefer the photo of us below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/Hall%206%20DnD%202006/e5ea7dd5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/Hall%206%20DnD%202006/yk_n_hq.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YK &amp; me.  I look weird in this pic.  Angle's not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/Hall%206%20DnD%202006/d2990858.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris &amp; me.  Cheers! HaX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/Hall%206%20DnD%202006/wesley_n_me2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wesley &amp; me.  He looks like Ritchie Rich. N tt's derrick in the background.  Touching his nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/Hall%206%20DnD%202006/wl_n_me.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tt's Wen long, my senior date.  He's tall.. 187cm i think.  Even taller than Derrick.  Can't really tell though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/Hall%206%20DnD%202006/32270f5b.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai Xiang.  The senior who kept calling me Donna, haX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/Hall%206%20DnD%202006/c6583618.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anselm from Pathos.. Hall King! hahAX.  His gf was around.. so cannot stand too near to him, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/Hall%206%20DnD%202006/77d46b87.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin &amp; me.  OG mates for HSS camp too.  Best freshie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/Hall%206%20DnD%202006/a67ef410.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My SP, Daniel &amp; me.  Jack &amp; Rose, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/Hall%206%20DnD%202006/292ff5ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another pic of us.  This time using my hp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.. still got many more photos.  Nice.. though some r rather blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, and we booked a room in Hyette hotel. (not sure bout the spelling..) 320 bucks for a nite.  Damn ex la.. But the room's really really big and nice.  The toilet's half the size of my room, lol.&lt;br /&gt;There's this nice study corner and full length windows which overlook at the pool.  Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.  N i was quite drank.  Didnt drink much.  Only one and a half cup.  Each cup is only bout one fifth filled with volka. Vomited twice too.  Gross.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily my OG mates took v.good care of me.  Love them so much, haX.&lt;br /&gt;Sean was even worse than me.  Thought he didn't threw up or anything.  He was practically talking rubbish.  Entertaining, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-115666892223739845?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/115666892223739845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=115666892223739845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/115666892223739845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/115666892223739845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2006/08/hall-6-d-d-2006.html' title='Hall 6 D &amp; D 2006'/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/Hall%206%20DnD%202006/th_sean_n_me2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-115622337746659788</id><published>2006-08-22T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T13:13:57.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got my laptop yesterday!  21st Aug.. Tt's Hui Min's bday, Pei Shi's b'day and my lappy's b'day! Lol.  Feel so connected to the world now, hee.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HmhmM.. I don't have any lessons today! Hahax.. DOn't have tutorials for most of the odd weeks.. Cool riteZ.. hee.  Went for supper with my OG yesterday nite and reached hall at 2sth am.  Most of them have lessons at 8.30am this morning.  Wonder how r they going to get up. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cadet went for her tutorial so i'm all alone in my room now.  She manage to locate CSKL8 by herself!  Tt's great improvement.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.  She mentioned on her blog tt she wants me to write bout this '7 facts bout me thing'.  Though she has yet to tag on my tag board.. I shall zi dong abit and not pretend i didnt see it since i dun feel like reading my text now, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Random Facts about Me:&lt;br /&gt;1. I can't memorise facts well.&lt;br /&gt;2. I have yet to lose my way in NTU, hahax.&lt;br /&gt;3. I love to munch n munch n munch...&lt;br /&gt;4. Ppl always can't hear me at noisy places.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm eating honey stars now from a dog bowl i brought from ikea.&lt;br /&gt;6. I love dolphins! Hax.&lt;br /&gt;7. I prefer working life to studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that scare me:&lt;br /&gt;1. Insecurity.&lt;br /&gt;2. Hm.. this qn is hard.. I'm still trying to find out what i'm scared of, lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 favourite songs I love (currently):&lt;br /&gt;1) Dou shi ni - Guang Liang&lt;br /&gt;2) Du chang qing ge - Tank &amp; Selina&lt;br /&gt;3) Spanish Guitar&lt;br /&gt;4) Da cheng xiao ai - Lee Horm&lt;br /&gt;5) Hao xin fen shou&lt;br /&gt;6) The dream must stay alive&lt;br /&gt;7) Yue Ding - Guang Liang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I like most:&lt;br /&gt;1) Dolphins&lt;br /&gt;2) Swimming&lt;br /&gt;3) Dark Chocolates&lt;br /&gt;4) Mint choc chip ice cream&lt;br /&gt;5) Marigold Almond flavoured Soya Bean milk&lt;br /&gt;6) Peppermint milk tea plus extra pearls&lt;br /&gt;7) Hello Panda - Assorted flavoured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.. i guess i snack too much. :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-115622337746659788?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/115622337746659788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=115622337746659788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/115622337746659788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/115622337746659788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-got-my-laptop-yesterday-21st-aug.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-115600361579829936</id><published>2006-08-19T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T00:07:16.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since i update.. so i'm gonna try to clear away the cobwebs this time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. many many things happened for the past month.  The Pengaram trip with my SP colleagues, HSS &amp; Hall 6 FOCs, my b'day, uni life.  Everything's great. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/2006/RIMG0241.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seafood @ Pengaram!.  I guess Xuan Xuan &amp; me brought more stuff than the other aunties, hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/2006/RIMG0239.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's many many monkeys on the island.  Quite adorable actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the HSS FOC camp.  Not bad.. but too domintated by girls.  The 3 poor guys in our group had a tough time taking care of everyone.  Though we slacked our way through, we still managed to win the overall champion, lol.  Oh ya.  I realised tt i actually have skin allergy to mud after the HSS FOC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hall 6 camp was much much better i guess.  More guys, more seniors, longer nights, more activities, more thrill, more FUN!  Yup yupx.. We played in water, sand, mud, fell back through the air.. wad else?  Though it was much more tiring.. it's certainly worth going through.  Proud to be a Sixian. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/2006/05082006019.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathos girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/2006/05082006018.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathos guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/2006/05082006020.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathos! =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were taken after the pool games..  There's still loads of photos which i dunno where to obtain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, Angela and i were thrown into the pond on my b'day.  Hall 6 tradition.  In the end, we tried to pull everyone down.  It was real crazy &amp; fun.  The first time so many innocent people got thrown into the pond on someone's birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/2006/16082006001.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhu tou gave me this adorable dolphin on my b'day. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/2006/17082006001.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherie with Gan ma &amp; Zhu ren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/2006/17082006003.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cadet loves to kidnap Cherie.. lol.  OpPs.  I should say hug &amp; cuddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. i should really start mugging soon.  I'm sOo behind time.  Shall update more often when i get my laptop. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-115600361579829936?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/115600361579829936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=115600361579829936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/115600361579829936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/115600361579829936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-been-long-time-since-i-update.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/2006/th_RIMG0241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-115228671857881854</id><published>2006-07-07T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T23:38:38.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's my last day @ SP! hahaX.&lt;br /&gt;Finally. I don't have to make anymore calls.  My right ear can officially rest now, lol.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, i didn't finish my maps too.  I still have lots to learn &amp; explore bout WWMS.&lt;br /&gt;Don't quite understand wad i'm talking bout?  It's alright.. Everything's history. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye to long working hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the lack of office ladies?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we &lt;b&gt;are not&lt;/b&gt; holding hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall update more soon.  Shag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-115228671857881854?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/115228671857881854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=115228671857881854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/115228671857881854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/115228671857881854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2006/07/todays-my-last-day-sp-hahax.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-114882677602433720</id><published>2006-05-28T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T22:39:37.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i.emode.com/tests/findlove/images/secret_crush_s.gif" width="120" height="115" border="0" alt="Take this test at Tickle" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        You find love in a Secret Crush&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love the crush. It's that simple. Butterflies in the stomach, blushing when they walk in the room, coming up with plausible excuses to talk to them — it's the whole fantasy that appeals to you. Maybe you like having a secret and admiring someone from afar, or perhaps you're just shy when it comes to matters of the heart. But underneath all the cloak and dagger stuff, we wouldn't be surprised if there's a passion for all things mushy and gushy. Maybe that's part of your secret too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In or out of a relationship, you like the idea of the ideal. That's what can make it so hard to take the first step to make a crush something more — you don't want to burst that bubble. But how do you know what will happen if you don't try? Maybe some secrets aren't supposed to stay that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd//tests/findlove/index.jsp?testname=findloveogt&amp;resultid=B" target="_blank"&gt;Where Do You Find Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Brought to you by &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50631/" target="_blank"&gt;Tickle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tt's quite true i guess.  The courting period's always the sweetest. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;Today is a special day.  B'cos i've endured 3 weeks w/o a work partner.  N I've endured 1 whole month of continous OT!&lt;br /&gt;Yay.  I'm surprised tt my body can still take it.  Tt's a great sense of achievement.&lt;br /&gt;1 more month.. or perhaps 1 and a half more month to breaking free from all these responsibilities &amp; headaches. =)&lt;br /&gt;Now i'll need to design and create a WWMS user manual guide for dummies.&lt;br /&gt;Step by step, step by step..&lt;br /&gt;Quite redundant actually.  &lt;br /&gt;But that's an order from the great Mr Manager. &lt;br /&gt;N that egoistic Boss is really getting on my nerves.  There must be some prob wif me.  I seem to be the only person who can't get along with him.  Hm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to drop by at my cousin's workplace to get the hp i wan.  I desperately need a new swimsuit too.  I wanna go on a shopping spree soon.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps after i quit.  Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;It's a gd time to stock up on clothes for uni life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of my 2 little students today.  Y does it seems like little boys are usually cuter?  He loves clinging on me, jus like the way a koala bear clings onto the tree.  She loves holding my hands.  Oh well, kids r jus so adorable. ^-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-114882677602433720?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/114882677602433720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=114882677602433720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114882677602433720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114882677602433720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-find-love-in-secret-crush-you-love.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-114814242820165623</id><published>2006-05-20T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T00:27:09.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm becoming a crazy workaholic.  Which temp worker will go back to work on weekends, including Sundays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually SP is driving me crazy.  They r probably trying to scrimp and save on employment payouts.  Apparently, somebody thinks tt SP can do without temp workers.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be such a trill when the remaining 4 temp workers mass quit in late June or early July.  Only then will they realise the importance of young &amp; efficient temp workers. MuahAha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so evil. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a real headache in training the 3 batches of readers this morning &amp; afternoon.  Okay.. i'm merely assisting Mr Richard.  In fact, i don't need to speak much during the trainings.  Yet, my head's spinning from all the commotion &amp; work.  Tt's peanuts as compared to his claim of vomiting blood i guess.  Poor him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least now i understand how difficult teaching can be.  It's not because of the weaker ability of older workers to adapt to the new wireless system.  It's the attitude problem.&lt;br /&gt;All sorts of attitude problems. &lt;br /&gt;In a way, it's interesting to learn how people with the same job think differently.&lt;br /&gt;But it's a real headache to come up with ideas on how to correct such mindsets.  It's even tougher to report such problems to the management in a v.nice &amp; positive manner.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Where am i heading to?  I don't wanna be called back at 4.30am to assist them on the rollout day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.  Recently, i've been observing the different types of men around in SP.  There's such a large sample around tt i can't help noticing the difference between mature men and soon-to-be-mature guys.  It's so much easier to be convinced by men with mature thinking.  Plus they really do pamper young girls.  Buying her her favourite panda biscuits, sending her to swimming lessons &amp; back home after OT and probably starting to get gummies after knowing she likes them.  She'll miss the attention when she leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The category of egoistic men.  I still pretty much dislike them.  But i'm starting to enjoy talking back to them, haX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the husbands at home but singles &amp; flirtatious at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my fake boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh! It's past midnight.  Happy birthday Cadet!  U r officially 19.  No more 18 plus 364 days, haX.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-114814242820165623?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/114814242820165623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=114814242820165623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114814242820165623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114814242820165623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-becoming-crazy-workaholic.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-114640896210588653</id><published>2006-04-30T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T22:56:02.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i jus read Colin &amp; Kero's blog.. They r so sweet.. in a way.  Maybe it's because they r still in their honeymoon period.  Anyway, I dun feel uncomfortable reading their entries.  Perhaps females can accept such cases better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, NIE called me down for an interview and i flunked it.  The questions they asked were those which i expected tt i would not be able to giv a gd ans.  Questions which revealed tt i'm actually not so keen to be a teacher for the rest of my life.  Oh well.  It's gd tt i won't be able to scare students, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qin Ying's going to leave me soon.. sob.. :'(  I'll have to get a new lunch partner.  Perhaps they'll get a new temp, or perhaps they'll add on to my workload.  &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm supposed to be transferred to the Issue office and be stationed there with effect from tml.  But they haven't even got me a space to put my desk and my PC.  I guess i'll be sitting on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really gotten used to having Rada as my so called assistant too.  He talks to much i guess.  And he'll explain to me everyday why and wat time he'll have his apple diet.  Oh well.  I miss my peaceful twosome days with shiak shiak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm helping Richard to set up the new pocket PCs too.  The task is fun.. really.  It's fun to irritate him too, haX.  I still dun understand y his young and beautiful gf likes him.  His gf must be a Vv.nice and kind gal.  Lucky guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch AJ's dance concert ystday.  It's really nice and i love the finale most.  I could even see Florence's brillant smile from far.  No wonder Mrs Lim always emphasized on tt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm looking forward to AJCO's concert. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-114640896210588653?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/114640896210588653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=114640896210588653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114640896210588653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114640896210588653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-jus-read-colin-keros-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-114527884352631501</id><published>2006-04-17T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T21:00:55.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow.. i jus realised tt my last update was more than 3 weeks ago.  Actually, the amazing thing is that i haven't been online for around 3 weeks already.  Wow.. 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realise tt i was so busy for the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.  I'm &lt;font color="FF3366"&gt;overworked and underpaid.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess tt summarises everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.  Happie Easter Day!  I thought today's Easter but Cadet says Easter falls on the Sunday right after Gd Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. watever it is.  I made Easter Eggs! hahaX.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/Picture001.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have time to decorate the exterior, but there's some 'surprise' inside, haX.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-114527884352631501?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/114527884352631501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=114527884352631501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114527884352631501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114527884352631501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2006/04/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-114295627011889138</id><published>2006-03-21T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T23:51:10.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to watch XMS dance concert!&lt;br /&gt;I met up with jialing!! arhahaha.  So long nvr meet up with her le.  Miss the days when we were roomies during our Beijing trip.  I miss Shiping, yanshan, nyein2 &amp; Sandi too.  Used to hang out with them lots during dance related events.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orh, and we got so many pro juniors now.  Juniors with good background.  And there's actually 80 dance members now, excluding sec 1s.  Tt's like.. wow.  Almost the size of AJCO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo! And the best part is tt they performed the shan4 zi3 dance and our 2001 SYF dance.  Though i wasn't involved in the shan zi wu4, but it's nice to see them dance tt again.  And the Tibetian syf dance brought back so many wonderful memories!! arhaha.  Our batch is still more pro for tt particular dance.  Cos of the wonderful darlie smiles by the seniors, lol.  And we actually sew the sequines on the dress and xie1 zi3 ourselves.  Wow wow wow.&lt;br /&gt;They'll be dancing our 2003syf crisom fans dance during the 3rd concert.  Learn 6dances in 3 months.  I'm so impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/lion_n_bloop.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloop &amp; lion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/whitelily.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favs! arhaha.  From the pond beside my workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/pinklily.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink lily! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/seashells.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some seashells yuan &amp; me gathered at ECP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-114295627011889138?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/114295627011889138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=114295627011889138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114295627011889138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114295627011889138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-went-to-watch-xms-dance-concert-i.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-114235159524331426</id><published>2006-03-14T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T00:03:30.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm tagged!.. so i shall entertain Cadet by taking tt quiz too.&lt;br /&gt;It's abit wu liao.. but well, i must keep my promise. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gender:  Male (I'm sure i'm 99.9% straight, since Pan said b4 tt nobody can be 100% straight, haX.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I must feel like a little gal when i'm with him.  In other words, he must be mentally more mature than me.  Since i haven't seen any younger guys who are more mature than me yet, i guess he should be someone elder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Sense of security.  Not only the physically type of security, but also someone worth my trust.  Tt's vv.important.  For eg, i must feel assured that he will not stray.  He can go out with his female frens, but he &lt;b&gt;must&lt;/b&gt; know his limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Trust me enough to give me the amount of freedom i want.  I can't stand possessive guys.  So he must allow me to go out with whomever i want, whenever i want and do whatever i want.  The more he trusts me, the more i'll be likely to cherish him, hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Cannot be a good cook.  It's gd if he knows how to cook basic stuff like noodles &amp; congee since tt's part of 'survival' skills.  But he &lt;b&gt;must not&lt;/b&gt; outshine me in cookery.  In this way, he'll be dependent on me since i'm the main cook, wahaha.  This applies to art &amp; craft and sewing too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Be gd with electronic and mechanical stuff.  Cos i knoe nuts about them.  Generally, i hope he's gd in whatever i'm bad in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Able to understand me.  Sometimes i act cheerful when i'm actually sad.  So he must be able to tell which is my true emotion at tt point of time.  Also, he must be aware of when i am tired or in my semi-conscious state.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Will take initiatives in almost everything. (like SMSes.) I'm a laid back person, haha. Also, he must not expect me to initiate anything.  I will if i want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  B gd with surprises.  Like coming up with various ways of presenting a gift or making something personally.  Even if it's a burnt cookie.  Wat's important is the effort he put into preparing the gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!.. finish.  I think i've elaborated enough.  Now u knoe how demanding i am, lol.  Oh ya. Instead of continuing the thread, i'll prefer to know wat's the following peeple's ideal guy/gal:&lt;br /&gt;1)Cai Hui&lt;br /&gt;2)Cheng Yang&lt;br /&gt;3)Foo Sheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad none of them have a blog. So gotta guess ourselves.  Think bout it if u knoe any of the above persons. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, i saw the Campus Superstars yesterday!! All 6 finalists.  But i was so stupid to push of the thought of taking photos with them.. ArgH!.. So wasted.  Though i'm not a big fan of tt show, it'll be quite memorable.. haiX.  Regret regret. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed another gd opportunity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-114235159524331426?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/114235159524331426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=114235159524331426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114235159524331426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114235159524331426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-tagged.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-114183594682497995</id><published>2006-03-09T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T00:41:41.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It feels nice to be a rich little gal, where u can spend money without much consideration.  It's like.. when u walk into a high class shop, perhaps a jewellery shop or a mobile phone shop, nobody really cares bout u.  Cos they assume tt u can't afford anything there.  Who knows.  After browsing and trying on items for like 45mins, u decide to purchase sth.  And tt sth costs a few hundreds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though i have to return the item in the end, the shopping therapy still feels nice.  Esp. if the staff treats me as a mature potential customer instead of a little gal who'll jus "see see and walk away".&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to test the service industry, haX.&lt;br /&gt;I lurvVe this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="336600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overly possessive.&lt;br /&gt;It jus means tt u don't trust.&lt;br /&gt;Freaks me out.&lt;br /&gt;Ew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N wad's the point of repeating again and again when i can't get the ans i want?&lt;br /&gt;Forget it.&lt;br /&gt;U r sick of hearing it.&lt;br /&gt;So I shall not bother to repeat anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-114183594682497995?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/114183594682497995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=114183594682497995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114183594682497995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114183594682497995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2006/03/it-feels-nice-to-be-rich-little-gal.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-114165638042019748</id><published>2006-03-06T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T22:46:20.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I jus read WQ's blog and learnt how much she wants to take accountancy too.&lt;br /&gt;ArGh!! Our dream's tarnished by an A'Level Cert.&lt;br /&gt;Mayb it's not a dream.. but it's a life long plan.  Supposedly a safe life long plan.&lt;br /&gt;A skill which can ensure tt i earn enough to support my family and myself. (waHaha.. i'm thinking too far again. :x )&lt;br /&gt;And i suddenly rmbed this uncle from Greenbok who shared his advice.&lt;br /&gt;He said since i've already found my area of interest, i should go straight to a tertiary institute and pursue it, even if it's jus a diploma.  The piece of paper doesn't matter.  Wat matters is the skill and experience.  N when u have the passion, the small pay difference doesn't matters.  JCs r still more suitable for ppl who hav yet to confirm wat they wanna do in the future.&lt;br /&gt;Of cos many ppl said otherwise.  &lt;br /&gt;So y on earth did i enrol into AJ??? Hmpf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's a blessing in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to have gatherings.&lt;br /&gt;Was flipping through my photo albums and thinking back.&lt;br /&gt;Prom nite, 20/04, CO... all the way back to XMS dance.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be meeting Jia Ling &amp; some other ex XMS dancers soon! &lt;br /&gt;happi happie..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-114165638042019748?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/114165638042019748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=114165638042019748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114165638042019748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114165638042019748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-jus-read-wqs-blog-and-learnt-how.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-114113529117801284</id><published>2006-02-28T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T22:01:31.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss my fav. midi. So it's back again! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-114113529117801284?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/114113529117801284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=114113529117801284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114113529117801284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114113529117801284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-miss-my-fav.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-114113488473131068</id><published>2006-02-28T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T21:54:44.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pan abandoned me!&lt;br /&gt;She gets her beauty sleep while i get twice the work load. Hmpf!&lt;br /&gt;I'm Miss Zhen Cheng No.2.&lt;br /&gt;But mayb i'll get to do OT.. Then i won't have to get a part time job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody's looking for a job?  Come join me at SP!  Be my partner at work! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results tml.&lt;br /&gt;If i get vV.bad results (which is v.likely), a lot of ppl'll blanjah me.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, blanjah means treat.&lt;br /&gt;N perhaps i can stay at SP and be a meter reader.  I shall save up for a red scooter so tt it'll be easier to travel during work.  But before tt, i'll have to psycho my mum tt driving a scooter isn't tt dangerous.  If i'm hardworking enough, i'll probably get to earn almost $100 each full day i work.&lt;br /&gt;That's actually not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, don't try to console me.  I'll appreciate the silence this time.&lt;br /&gt;Thks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-114113488473131068?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/114113488473131068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=114113488473131068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114113488473131068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114113488473131068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2006/02/pan-abandoned-me-she-gets-her-beauty.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-114086128514324616</id><published>2006-02-25T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T18:10:29.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happie Birthday Debbie.&lt;br /&gt;She's the v.sweet &amp; nice gal who's always blushing, hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=nghq"&gt;pls click here to describe me!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: If u can meet someone at anywhere u want, who will u want tt person to be? And Y?&lt;br /&gt;Ans:  My daddy.  Because i miss him.&lt;br /&gt;Those who don't understand y, it means u dunno me well.&lt;br /&gt;And don't ask me y.  It sets me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: If u r trapped in a desert with someone, who do u wan tt someone to be?&lt;br /&gt;I blurted out an ans.  Perhaps it's the truth.  Budden again.. y?  Y tt person??&lt;br /&gt;Because he'll be there to take care of me?  To give me support?  &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's because he's the best person to die with, hahaX.&lt;br /&gt;*touch wood*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised tt i dun giv good immediate ans.  So do giv me time to think n let the info process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="333333"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me plan things when i don't wan to.&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me speak when i feel more comfortable keeping quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Jus leave me alone n i'll b fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some sunshine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-114086128514324616?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/114086128514324616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=114086128514324616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114086128514324616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114086128514324616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2006/02/happie-birthday-debbie.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-114052667644482323</id><published>2006-02-21T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T23:28:31.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So many events, so little time to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 Feb&lt;br /&gt;We went to the zoo!! Hahahax. N i fell in love with the ponies too, hehe.  They got such beautiful fur..  As adorable as my Pony in Harvest Moon, lol.  It feels nice to be a big kid again.. worth the money paid.  But too bad i dun hav a digital camera yet.  Next time shall organise a double date when i got one, and some free tickets, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 Feb&lt;br /&gt;Valentines Day!!  From wad i heard, the MSU ppl don't celebrate V'day at all.  But Pan &amp; my presence changed everything, lol.  Pan gav everyone kisses.. and i gav cakes &amp; choco bouquets.  It's nice to see everyone in a super gd mood tt entire day.  Ooh, Boss gave us a treat during lunch.  Apparently, lunch was served late so we got to slack more, hehe.  N he was debating with me on the definition of a date, lol.  Who says a date can only involve 2 ppl of opp. sex?  I always go on dates with gals.&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Din &amp; Thevi gave chocolates to thank us too.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, n LCS brought 2 'Awfully Chocolate' cakes for Pan &amp; me.  There's a rose on each of the cakes too.  To think tt we always think of stupid pranks to play on him.  He's nice actually.  Generous guy.  Still a bachelor.  Anyone interested? lol.  He's still in his twenties. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a romantic date with YT at the Gooseberry Cafe tt nite.  Affordable candlelight dinner.  Ooh, and she gave me a V'day gift.. so sweet of her.  Purple dolphin handphone keychain.  She knoes all my favs!  Such a wonderful fren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think tt I went to Gooseberry trice in a week!  I'm such a loyal customer.  2nd time with some gals on fri nite, and then with my XMS pals on Sunday, after the NTU talk thingy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/4ofus.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/three.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gooseberry Cafe&lt;br /&gt;Orchard Plaza(just beside Orchard OG)&lt;br /&gt;#03-42.&lt;br /&gt;Can have a decent meal with just $10. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a loyal customer... hahahahx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, i went dating with Pan last nite.  Chinatown.  Planned to look for wrapped skirts, but well.. the shops didn't have much colours to offer.  Went to Chinatown OG to shop, and she brought this B for 80 bucks.  Wow.  But it should be quite worth it ba.  &lt;br /&gt;I went to CK too.  My mum's fav.department store.  Cos they sell stuff at a price much lower as compared to outside.  I got 2 sandals.. n some little gritty stuff.  Below $20.  Wad a bargain.&lt;br /&gt;N i don't believe tt cheap stuff can't be good, hahax.  The products r identical to those sold outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.  I realised how much i'll like to have a mini cookbook library in my house next time.  Then i can share recipies with Sabura &amp; Wei Wei, hahaX.  Cool.  Btw, anyone knows how to make yam paste??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-114052667644482323?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/114052667644482323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=114052667644482323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114052667644482323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/114052667644482323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-many-events-so-little-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-113940607104120144</id><published>2006-02-08T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T21:41:11.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's nice shopping! I miss my frens.. Nice to hear different stories about their present lives, haX.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, zt jus gave a nice suggestion.  Perhaps we'll go visit his family and habitat on this weekend, loL.  It's gonna be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;N i'm looking 4ward to V'day.. hee.  Who says tt V'day w/o roses &amp; romance's dull?  I shall spend it with frens.. haX.  Ejoy the laughter, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-113940607104120144?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/113940607104120144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=113940607104120144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113940607104120144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113940607104120144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-nice-shopping-i-miss-my-frens.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-113844484190084299</id><published>2006-01-28T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T18:40:41.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I received a Nasty call on Thur&lt;br /&gt;Part 1:&lt;br /&gt;Me: Gd afternoon, SP Services.  May i help u?&lt;br /&gt;Mr Nasty: Is this Singpower?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah. This is Singapore Power Services.  May i help u?&lt;br /&gt;It all started this way.. Then i was chided for saying tt i'm from Singapore Power Services.&lt;br /&gt;B'cos i should say SP Services instead of Singapore Power Services.&lt;br /&gt;But SP Services stands for Singapore Power Services.. Even though we r only the "services", we still belong to SP wad.&lt;br /&gt;Part 2:&lt;br /&gt;Mr Nasty: Y did u all still can to book appointment?  Didn't u knoe tt ur Director gav me the permission to send in my reading every month?  We r a low consumption firm.  Y do u still bother to check?&lt;br /&gt;N so i gav the usual explaination tt it's our job. Usually, customers will understand and relent.  However..&lt;br /&gt;Mr Nasty: Give me ur Director's no. I want to talk to him&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm sorry, but i do not hav the Director's no..&lt;br /&gt;(Actually, i dun even know who's the Director)&lt;br /&gt;Mr Nasty: WAT?? U r a directory n u actually dun have his no.? Wad type of clerk r u??&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. tt's not a typo.  He actually called me a directory.  So much for being a v.well English educated man.&lt;br /&gt;N he started to say bad things bout my manager for not doing his job.  Blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;Part 3:&lt;br /&gt;Me: Can i hav ur contact no. pls?.. So tt i can report to my supervisor about your case.  N may i knoe how do i address u?&lt;br /&gt;Mr Nasty: U R NOT SUPPOSED TO HAVE MY NO. IN THE 1ST PLACE!! THE PURPOSE TT I'M CALLING BACK IS TO TELL YOU ALL NOT TO CONTACT ME ANYMORE!! SO Y DO U STILL ASK FOR MY CONTACT NUMBER?? AND U DON'T HAVE TO KNOE WAT'S MY NAME. WAT'S YOUR NAME?&lt;br /&gt;He started shouting over the phone &amp; got even more irritated when he couldn't hear my name.  It's not my fault tt i don't use an English name.  Anyway, he's a chi guy, and he don't even knoe how to pronounce my surname.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tt's jus a summary of it.  Now, i understand why Cadet always complain about ugly Singaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;The uncles overheard.  N they became so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;Omar: Hwee-chi, u want a drink?  U want coffee, tea, or milo? (luckily he dunno our fav. office joke..)  &lt;br /&gt;Zanial: Don't be so sad.. I brought ______(i can't rmb the name.  But it's fried tapioca.  A type of Malay food).  Here, have one. =D  Or u want goreng pisang? I can go out buy for u.&lt;br /&gt;Boss: If u feel like bashing someone up, u can bash Zanial.&lt;br /&gt;Zanial:  NONO! Don't beat me!  But u can pinch my cheeks.  I got chubby cheeks!. =D&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Boo Boo:  Dont' feel so sad.  U must be thick skin.  I everyday kanna scolding from customers yet i've nvr cried b4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha, aren't they jus adorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went Chinatown with Wei Wei &amp; Auntie.  Shopping's okay.. Food's quite terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N I stunned my mum when i showed her my new specs, hahahAx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna eat reunion dinner soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="006699 "&gt;But it had lost it's purpose..&lt;br /&gt;U used to be free only CNY eve to hav dinner..&lt;br /&gt;Thus i always look 4ward to it.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it means lots of scrubbing, squating, fainting spells..&lt;br /&gt;But all's gone now.&lt;br /&gt;It's jus a routine.&lt;br /&gt;Meaningless.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Lunar New Yr! ^-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-113844484190084299?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/113844484190084299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=113844484190084299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113844484190084299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113844484190084299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-received-nasty-call-on-thur-part-1.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-113790797566039313</id><published>2006-01-22T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T13:33:21.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I lurV making myself bz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="003300"&gt;But i really shouldn't tire myself..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to earn &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; money and make sure tt i save up enough for uni expenses.&lt;br /&gt;If i can't.. well, don't tempt me with overseas trip ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The presence of Fur, Nel &amp; Yun Hui makes me look 4ward to working part time at nite.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad Sally jus quit.  Budden she has her own reasons..&lt;br /&gt;Mayb CH &amp; Ailin will join me too! Hee.&lt;br /&gt;Working shld be a fun thing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure bout others, but i really do prefer working life than studying life.&lt;br /&gt;Detest studying for major exams.  It's much more tiring then going to work everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="9999CC"&gt;I &lt;b&gt;don't&lt;/b&gt; wanna get back my results.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lurv my current full time job.&lt;br /&gt;Okie.. mayb not lurv, but i like it.&lt;br /&gt;Still prefer mapping to customer service.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of ppl keep asking wat's my job's abt..&lt;br /&gt;So here's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, my job revolves arnd maps.&lt;br /&gt;The Street Directory &amp; Gmap are my best working buddies! =D&lt;br /&gt;Mapping's not easy k.. I gotta maintain a library of maps.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, more than a thousand &lt;b&gt;sets&lt;/b&gt; of maps.  N several thousands pieces of maps.&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, update new insts &amp; create more new maps.&lt;br /&gt;Busy busy.  But i lurv being busy.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily i can take my own sweet time since there's no deadlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, n i lurv some of the uncles there.&lt;br /&gt;Cos they r so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;There's this super cute Uncle Shiak, aka Robocop, who hav a hobby of creating the lamest jokes.&lt;br /&gt;"An apple a day keeps the doctor away.  No wonder doctors r so free.  Cos there's apples in the office too!  Apples in the computers!" =D&lt;br /&gt;DiaoZ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N there's grandfatherly Uncle Zaniel.. aka Nite Rider.&lt;br /&gt;His name reminds me of Daniel, hahax.  It rhymes!&lt;br /&gt;Zaniel lurvs faking coughs.  N when ppl chid him or ignore him, he'll wail&lt;br /&gt;"My cough got licence de k? Y ppl cough not wrong, i cough wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;N he lurvs fattening us with his curry puffs, kachang puteh &amp; Goreng Pisang.&lt;br /&gt;But he got a habit of stealing out kachang puteh too, haX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk.. i'm going to bake CNY cookies! If there's extra, perhaps it's my turn to fatten my office ppl! Hax.&lt;br /&gt;Shall update again.. take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-113790797566039313?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/113790797566039313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=113790797566039313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113790797566039313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113790797566039313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-lurv-making-myself-bz-but-i-really.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-113732385171252429</id><published>2006-01-15T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T19:17:31.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jus met up with my XMS sistas for shopping. Too bad Jess had to work. At least, we visited her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Today is a special special day.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so nice to have a gathering again.. miss them LotS. I brought a red top. It's super red, jus nice for CNY. But red's nice. I like scarlet. Cadet was *suppose* to try it, but i ended up trying and buying it.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i can't stand tt salesgal. She's like pleading and pestering customers to buy it. And she actualy chided a china customer so loudly when the lady accidentally went into the changing room where i left my bag in. Some kind of service attitude. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Thanks for granting the request of mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bras Basah in the morning too. Got a packet of beads.. should be quite useful, haX. I'm so crazy about making earrings now. Jio-ing Cadet to go down to the bead shop someday after work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;A yr of singlehood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping with zt last nite. It's been ages since zt last accompanied me to shop. Supposed to be his fashion consultant to find CNY clothes for him. But this boy insisted on getting sth for me first, before he dare to get anything for himself.&lt;br /&gt;Silly boy.&lt;br /&gt;So i got a working bag. The one i've been yearning to get. :)&lt;br /&gt;Sponsered by his mum.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how to thank her. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Thus, i shall keep my promise.. to u.(",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, we met Kee Wei and his dear too. Still the same old Kee Wei.&lt;br /&gt;N i saw Ix Shen &amp;amp; Ericia Lee dating, wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ly. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-113732385171252429?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/113732385171252429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=113732385171252429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113732385171252429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113732385171252429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2006/01/jus-met-up-with-my-xms-sistas-for.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-113670699195157088</id><published>2006-01-08T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T19:31:03.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happie b'day to Uuu.. happy b-day to u..&lt;br /&gt;Happie birthday to lao po.. Happy b'day to yu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's YZ's b'day! But she's sick..  Xin tong. :(&lt;br /&gt;I miss my lao po.  I miss her lotSs.&lt;br /&gt;Pray tt she'll join us tml :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.. the fresh army recruits r coming out today!  Happy for some of my gal frens.  They must hav missed their guys so much.&lt;br /&gt;Treasure the few hours! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went shopping with YT on sat.  Miss those days where we'll gossip abt everything on our way to sch.. hm..&lt;br /&gt;Too bad it rained then.  Or else we'll have a romantic nite watching fireworks at Chinatown.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recruit Express actually postponed our pay day!! Hmpf.  I was planning to get my CNY clothes next week.  I need a formal-looking working bag, n new specs. My supply of contact lens is running out too.  Now they spoil all my plans.  Luckily i got my working shoes already.  I lurve it!&lt;br /&gt;Jason Leong actually said i can save money this way.  Oh well.. he don't understand gals.&lt;br /&gt;So i guess my mum'll hav to continue to sponser me for this month.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a baby.  Embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily i brought a handbag for her during our previous shopping trip.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel less guilty.  But it isn't my fault.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps i can loan from her.  Then it'll add on to my debt. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml's public hol.. Can't work again.  I'm not earning enough!  Like wad Pan says, i doubt we can save much.  I need to save up for a laptop, a new cam, hp &amp; uni fees.&lt;br /&gt;Scary.&lt;br /&gt;N of cos, in case i need to get into a private Uni.  The fees'll cost a bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps i should start moonlighting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-113670699195157088?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/113670699195157088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=113670699195157088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113670699195157088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113670699195157088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2006/01/happie-bday-to-uuu.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-113605219360617566</id><published>2006-01-01T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T02:06:29.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006!~</title><content type='html'>Happ|e NeW Yr everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm home from celebration with half of the class ppl.. Not bad actually. Even though quite a lot of ppl cldn't make it for various reasons, we had fun.  &lt;br /&gt;A small grp can hav fun too.  &lt;br /&gt;Ooh, n we saw Kelvin Tan Wei Lian!! I got soOo memorised by his voice. He sang his new song too.  His CD'll be released on the 11th Jan if i didn't rmb wrongly.  Perhaps i'll support him.. Budden.. Guang Liang's new album will still come first.  Provided tt i got extra earnings to spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm hm.. 2005 had been a tiring yr for me.. Lots of ups n downs.  N i guess i've changed qt a lot over the past yr too.  Being able to gather the courage to do certain stuff i'll nvr b able to accompolish in the past.. n being less shy.  In other words, getting more thick skin. :X Perhaps it's a gd thing..  It helps in socialising n building up of confidence.  Leos r supposed to be confident ppl anyway. :)  But my temper's getting worse too.  Getting irritated so easily recently.  Tt's bad. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year resolutions for 2006.. hm.. Shall not disclose here, haha.  Enjoy ur new yr everyone! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya oh ya.  enjoy ur new yr, boy.  It's nice to count down via phone again.  Jus like last yr. =)  Perhaps we can do this in the future too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="FFCCFF"&gt;Jus 15 more days.  &lt;br /&gt;I'm anticipating tt special day. :) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-113605219360617566?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/113605219360617566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=113605219360617566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113605219360617566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113605219360617566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2006/01/2006.html' title='2006!~'/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-113557865320856093</id><published>2005-12-26T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T14:30:53.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I jus read FK's entry on the Beijing trip.  The description's nice. Reminds me of the same places i went too with the dance gals during our Beijing trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the Tsunami anniversary.. N someone n her beau's 1st yr anniversary too, hahax.  Too bad the chalet starts at night.  Or else i'll confirm bring him along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X'mas jus passed.. N i enjoyed myself lots.  Perhaps this is the longest X'mas celebration marathon i've ever had in my life.  Thanks to many many ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything started off on X'mas eve.. I had to carry my lauggage n 2 big bags of stuff to meet Yuan the hg mrt startion.  The walk was terrible.  We headed for Fur's house after we got some tidbits, n yuan's prezzie for gift exchange. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nel was already at Fur's house when we reached there.  I think it's exactly one year since i last entered her house.  The previous time was last X'mas as far as i can rmb.  N i met Brownie for the 1st time!  She's so tiny.. n she kept chewing on my fingers. :x  Oh ya, Jess has a puppy called Brownie too.  I've yet to meet her.&lt;br /&gt;I went to change after settling down.. then left for Zt's house.  Wei wei's so cute. He smsed me not to buy anything there.  Hm.. i wonder y i always say tt he's cute. Mayb he's really cute ba, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the lift door in his block opened, i was stunned, cos Mr William Chua was sitting outside the lift door, playing mahjong with his brother n dunno who else.  I guess he sort of knew who i am already.. so we exchanged greetings n i proceeded to zt's house.  Presented a box of personally made brownies to auntie, hehe.  I'm broke, so that's the prezzie for them this yr.  Anyway, auntie scolded me cos i brought gift again.. But i didn't buy. I made. :p  &lt;br /&gt;Wei wei tried it.. He says it's nice, but he can't taste the coffee i added. :x  Luckily he has yet to learn baking.  My cooking's realli inferior compared to tt future 5 star hotel restaurant's great chef, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i think i reached too early. So we played Monopoly.. N they lent me their comp.  I didn't knoe wad to do.. So we decided to show each other our Neopet's account, hehe.  It has been so long since i last entered it. :x  Anyway, Men men &amp; Wei Wei were stunned by wat i own in my a/c, hee.  Wei wei's still a neopet's begginer i guess.. Men Men's not bad.  Got a quite powerful pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their ah yi came to join us for celebration.. Although we've only met once, she's v.warm to me.  She even went out to get a x'mas prezzie for me.  So pai seh. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela jie jie &amp; Andrew kor kor came too.  We've met several times, but i guess we aren't tt close yet.  They brought their 2 daughters along too.  The 2 icy princesses still don't quite recognise me. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr W.Chua's 3 kids r so cute! Esp. his elder son.  They came over to look at uncle's aquarium.  The kids love it.  Cos got Nemo &amp; Dory or Dolly, haX.  N tt boy's so clever.  He won't acknowledge the orange fish as Nemo.  He'll say it's a clown fish.  Smart for his age.  He gave everyone cheese for x'mas present too, hee.  Zt said his eldest daughter looks like a future RGS student, hax.  His youngest son is too young to determine his future.  But he's adorable, n not shy at all.  He'll clunch our finger tightly n refuse to let go for awhile.  Cute.  N i think his wife's really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a feast.. Ham, turkey, pork knuckle, otah, log cake blah blah.. All meat n no veg.  Making me fat. :x&lt;br /&gt;Ah yi presented everyone with gifts.. So nice of her.  N the gifts r so cute.  The Heng family, including me, got saving banks.  Auntie got a "save up for heels" bank, while the rest of us got &lt;b&gt;piggy&lt;/b&gt; banks.  Anyway, the 3 brothers got similar design banks, but all diff colours.  Zt was complaining tt he picked a purple one, haX.  But tt's b'cos i got a purple one too. Quite a coincidence too.  Since the chance of picking the purple one is one third. But mine's a bigger pig.  Da zhu ya1 xiao zhu marx, as wad ah yi said, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's red wine too.. and ah yi encouraged me to drink with her, so i jus drank a little.. A mouth full ba.  But i took sip by sip.  They everyone said i look like guan gong, face's like my red blouse last nite. :x  uncle kept laughing at me..lol.  Think Ah yi's quite drank too, after finishing 70% of the wine in the bottle.  She kept talking to me, so nice.  She's so warm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zt gave me a Oceanus gift pack!! WhoO!  Jus wad i've been hinting him for the past few days, hee.  But i only hinted tt i want the Oceanus perfume.. Cos i got the Ocearnus bath gel as my bday gift from the class already.. N he actually brought a whole gift pack for me, hee.  Must be so ex. :x  Luckily now got x'mas sale.  More discounts.  I jus loveeEe the scent of Oceanus! hee.  Tt's y i brough a mini Oceanus gift pack for class gift exchange too.  Hoping tt i'll pick mine, lol.  But yuan told me tt Kent picked it.  Actually it's quite a waste ba.. cos gals'll love it more.  But guys can bring it to NS too.  So it's useful.  Make them feel calm after a whole day of training, lol.  N yuan helped me picked Nel's gift. A robotic dog massager! hahaX.  Jus nice.. i can use it after work, hahahax. Thanks Nel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to X'mas eve.. Zt acc me back to Fur's hse.  Not really acc la, but he boarded the taxi with me, n paid the fare too, cos i'm broke, hee.  Then i met up with yuan, pauline, leng, k.liang, cy, shaun &amp; Wai Mun.  Heard tt the 2 couples stayed at fur's house.  Dunno wad's Shaun &amp; Wai Mun doing with us, haX.  Anyway, we went for a mini night walk n tire ourselves.  I brought them to da jiu's restaurant, but his shop is already closed.  Talked to da jiu &amp; Evan's mother abit, then we walked to petrol station to buy ice creams.. Yuan, leng &amp; me tried this lime jelly hip hop ice cream n it's yummy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Royal battle 1 @ Fur's mini cinema.. till 4.30am.  Cy couldn't stand the movie, and k.liang didn't like it too.  But i love it, hahax.  Maybe not love.. but like the story and all.  All the gore.  Thrilling.  It's tough to think of soOo many weird weapons n ways to kill the students one by one.&lt;br /&gt;Watched American pie after tt, but i fell asleep halfway.  Woke up qt a lot of times, esp. when k.liang commented on the half naked scence. :x Then fell asleep again.  they watched a 3rd movie, but i dunno wat it is.  Woke up at 8sth, n realised tt some really didn't sleep the whole nite.  Wow.  &lt;br /&gt;They left at around 9am.  Fur &amp; me had been hoon for breakfast.  Watched x'mas special fear factor n some cartoons.  Played with Brownie, let her chew on my fingers, then i left to meet Zt again, hee.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to go to Escape, but it was really really crowded.  N i think i'll jus faint after those rides. :x  So we pitched a tent, n went TM for dinner n shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke my necklance again. So went to Perlini to get another one.  30% off! So it cos lesser than $5 after the discount, hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Cartel for dinner.  His treat.  I feel qt bad actually.. Shall compensate after i get my pay.  I guess we ordered too much.  2 main course n a seafood platter thing.  Were so bloated.  Really fattening me up. :x  N i was quite sleepy after dinner.  I'm becoming a pig. :x&lt;br /&gt;So we went back to our tent, n i fell asleep immediately.  Knock out at 7pm, till this morning, 7am.  After a morning shower, i fell asleep again.  pig. :x  Zt pulled me up.  Abused me to wake me up. So bad. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 11sth am, n i found presents on my desk.  From my little godbro &amp; Lip kai.  Yin kun gave my y.bro a stuffed snowman, my mum a champaign n a stuffed penguin to me.  Reminds me for becca's penguin.  I miss her, hax.  N i miss yz too.  N Hc.  N i miss mummy Eunice.. hm..&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Kai gav me a dolphin snow globe.  Pretty.  I like it, hee..  Cos there's dolphins, hahax.  It's similar to a mini one i received from my godsis a few yrs ago.  I'm actually surprised how in the world lip kai knows i like dolphins.  He better not knoe the existance of my blog.. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks yy.. for the handmade card too! so gan dong. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-113557865320856093?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/113557865320856093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=113557865320856093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113557865320856093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113557865320856093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-jus-read-fks-entry-on-beijing-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-113535558821920387</id><published>2005-12-24T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T00:38:39.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MeRrY X'MaS!</title><content type='html'>It's X'mas eve already!  I hav lots of plans for this weekend, so doubt i'll b updating anything soon.  Enjoy everyone! Merry merry X'mas! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="0.5" color="000066"&gt;For this Christmas.. i hope to b ur princess again. Jus yours. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-113535558821920387?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/113535558821920387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=113535558821920387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113535558821920387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113535558821920387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-xmas.html' title='MeRrY X&apos;MaS!'/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-113480588784187097</id><published>2005-12-17T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T15:51:27.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>Day 2 started off with a huge mistake. Jason from RE called me n said tt i'm wanted by SP company.  So i got the job! :x Then he said tt i'll hav to go down to his office to sign a contract on tt day, n tt he'll call back in awhile to confirm with me everything.  I was at chalet, n i had no office wear there.  Not even a pair of decent sandals.  Thus, i went home to prepare.  But Jason called back only at 6sth. N he said i cld come down the next day instead, diaox..  Waste my time, n my transport fee. So in the end, i jus went home to play a few hours of sims2, get some more charcoal, help my kor record a show, n then went back to chalet again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took bus 89.. all the way to Changi.  It was getting dark, n i had no idea where to alight.  Apparently, i missed the stop, passed by Changi Village, n then finally alighted at the NS ferry terminal.  &lt;br /&gt;I crossed the road to take 89 back again, n the bus took soOo long to arrive.  I was wearing my Army t-shirt n there were several Army guys at the bus stop too.  They starred at me. I felt stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to make my way to the chalet. Fu lu shou came to the bus stop to fetch me in.  Yin Kun was delighted to see me.  N so i was made his babysitter of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin's sons brought their gfs here. It's so funny. They r jus a few yrs younger than me, n they r considered my newphews already.  Anyway, their gfs dressed until.. woW.  Xiao ge ge brought his wife there too.  From wad Qing qing biao sao said, his wife's already 5 months pregnant with their baby boy. Wow woW. I had fun gossiping n talking with her, hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept with yin kun tt nite.  N he kicked me off the bed n snatched away the whole blanket. :x But nvm.. he's jus a little boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X'mas's coming soon.  I haven't prepare any gifts! Broke broke broke. I wonder how i'm gonna survive this xmas.  :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-113480588784187097?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/113480588784187097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=113480588784187097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113480588784187097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113480588784187097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2005/12/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-113463215066716677</id><published>2005-12-15T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T15:35:50.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1</title><content type='html'>I'm home, i'm home!!&lt;br /&gt;But i'm going to the BBQ later, then perhaps staying overnight at the chalet again. &lt;br /&gt;I miss my house, i miss my bed. I miss Dearie terribly. I couldn't hug him to sleep last nite. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum was practically moving the whole kitchen to that bunglow chalet at Aloha Changi yesterday.  There's sooOo many things which r already provided there, yet she still insists on bringing them.  Her fav. chopping board, her sharp sharp knife, her many many stainless steel pots, 2 water dispensers, one whole box of her plastic bowls.. spoons.. plates.. A stove, n tt kettle.  all those stuff took up more than half the space of my Uncle's mini sch van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I invited my god bro n god sis. Xiao Fang's taller than me already. She's 168cm tall now, n still growing. 168cm.. Tt's my dream height! Then it'll coincide with my birthdate, lol.  Yin Kun's becoming much more mischevious now. N he actually bullied me yesterday for the 1st time in his life.  I was playing Monkey with those little kids, n he hit me so hard several times. I still can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffet last nite.  Prepared by our family's greatest chef, hehe.  We had the games session.  I shouted myself hoarse.  Those aunties n big big cousins.. They are much noiser than little kids.  Refuse to listen to instructions at times. :x But overall.. it was okay la.  At least they became more involved in the later stage.  I think i still prefer to do service leaning rather than this.  Kids r more adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shared a room with Patsy.  Then our niece came to join us.  She's really hyperactive.  Kept jumping around the room for almost 2 hours.  Had too many da4 bai2 tu4 nai3 tang2 ba. :x  Pat &amp; I had a long gals talk last nite. Qt nice. But will be nicer if May's around, haha. My little cousin here is becoming more mature.. lol. Summer finally fell asleep when we turn off the lights.  N she got this really adorable consistent snore which lasted till the next morning.  Oh. N we think she dreamt of her mummy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall update again soon. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-113463215066716677?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/113463215066716677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=113463215066716677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113463215066716677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113463215066716677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2005/12/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-113453099490162898</id><published>2005-12-14T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T11:33:08.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Chalet</title><content type='html'>I guess i don't trust Recruit Express anymore.  They sent 7 candidates to apply for 1 temp position.  Wow.  &lt;br /&gt;So there's so many jobless ppl in the mkt.&lt;br /&gt;2 from Hwa Choong, 1 from NYJC, 1 from Chong Boon Secondary, 1 from dunno where and a super boyish-looking 22yr old guy who completed his NS n graduated from Ngee Ann Poly Business sch.&lt;br /&gt;Add me up, there's 7.&lt;br /&gt;How to compete?.. :x&lt;br /&gt;I bet it's either the guy, or the not-so-chinese-looking china gal from HC will get the job.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm nvm.. I'll rely on myself then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family chalet's from today, till fri.  Honestly speaking, i dun realli feel like staying throughout the 3days 2 nites.  Esp. when May won't be there for so many days.  Fu Lu Shou has a counterpart missing too.  It's gonna be boooring staying there.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps i can play with my little cousins.  Babysit them? &lt;br /&gt;But i'm not a good babysitter. :x&lt;br /&gt;N the worst thing is...&lt;br /&gt;There's no swimming pool at that resort!!&lt;br /&gt;How can they not build a swimming pool there?!?&lt;br /&gt;Then i can only put on weight n not lose any.&lt;br /&gt;Sad sad sad.&lt;br /&gt;N that place is super ulu.&lt;br /&gt;Too inconvenient to go out.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the only thing we youngsters can do.. Is to cycle to Changi Village to visit those "pretty gals" again?&lt;br /&gt;Budden, maybe there's no bicycle rental shop there.&lt;br /&gt;I really dun feel like going already. :x&lt;br /&gt;But today's an impt day.. Cos we r going to celebrate Ah ma's b'day!&lt;br /&gt;We haven't got her a prezzie yet.. I'm broke.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm.. hopefully things'll be better than wad i expect.&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-113453099490162898?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/113453099490162898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=113453099490162898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113453099490162898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113453099490162898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2005/12/family-chalet.html' title='Family Chalet'/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-113440202376510401</id><published>2005-12-12T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T23:40:23.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ohmigosh.. Chris &amp; I just realised tt we have a common preference.. We love the same type of gal!! hahahax. Eli rocks!! =D The best mummy for the baby! WhoO!~ I love Eli.. He loves Eli.. We love Eli!! Hahahax. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/Eli.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest gal in Harvest Moon BTN. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-113440202376510401?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/113440202376510401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=113440202376510401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113440202376510401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113440202376510401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2005/12/ohmigosh.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-113422757354348412</id><published>2005-12-10T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T23:17:43.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Finally developed the photos! &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/JC%20Prom/hc_yuan_hq.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I'm going to send this one to Aaron &amp;amp; Alvin. :)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/JC%20Prom/jy_hq_jas.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Jia Yinn, me &amp;amp; Jason&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/JC%20Prom/leng_hq.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Leng &amp;amp; me&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/JC%20Prom/matt_n_hq.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Matt &amp;amp; me.&amp;nbsp; I was trying to find the CO ppl.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/JC%20Prom/theguys.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Some of the guys.&amp;nbsp; There's a similar photo at Pauline's blog. We both took the photo at arnd the same time. Notice their eyes.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/JC%20Prom/classphoto1.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;20/04 at prom. =)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/JC%20Prom/classphoto2.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Another class photo at the end of the day.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/JC%20Prom/hq_wj.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Wen Jun &amp;amp; me. He bent down to suit my height. I felt short. :x i was "heel-less"&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/JC%20Prom/PWgroup.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;PW group photo! Si Mun left for Rave b4 we took this pic.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/JC%20Prom/ray_hq_kliang.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Raymond, me &amp;amp; Kar Liang.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/JC%20Prom/benho_hq.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Ben Ho &amp;amp; me. I took another one of him &amp;amp; HC, hehe.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/JC%20Prom/cy_hq.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;CY &amp;amp; me. I can't rmb wat we were laughing about. :x&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/JC%20Prom/hz_yuan.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;HZ bent down to suit yuan's height too. Yuan loves this photo, hahax. =)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/JC%20Prom/atpaulhse.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;This was taken jus b4 we left Pauline's house. The "final products" :)&amp;nbsp; Too bad we didn't have a "b4" photo.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/JC%20Prom/thegals.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;20/04 gals present at prom.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/JC%20Prom/us_n_george.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Us.. with George, the prom king for the day.&amp;nbsp; Think the real competition was to decide who'll be 2nd in tt contest. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/JC%20Prom/hq_yh.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Yong Han &amp;amp; me. I love taking photos with him! He got the Darlie smile! =D&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-113422757354348412?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/113422757354348412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=113422757354348412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113422757354348412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113422757354348412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2005/12/prom-photos_10.html' title='Prom Photos'/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c310/qi_er_4eva/JC%20Prom/th_hc_yuan_hq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-113422602553157038</id><published>2005-12-10T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T22:47:05.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photobucket</title><content type='html'>This is a test post from &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;Photobucket.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-113422602553157038?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/113422602553157038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=113422602553157038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113422602553157038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113422602553157038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2005/12/photobucket.html' title='Photobucket'/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-113389077972334678</id><published>2005-12-07T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T01:40:26.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinder-rella</title><content type='html'>I'm home from prom!.. My other classmates r in some pub or disco. Or perhaps just chilling out. I didn't join.. Or rather, i couldn't join.. cos i gotta be a good little gal. Have to reach home b4 my curfew. &lt;br /&gt;I'm already 18. &lt;br /&gt;N i still have a curfew to meet.&lt;br /&gt;That's sad.&lt;br /&gt;I have big feet. So i'm not Cinderella.&lt;br /&gt;N i hav to be home straight after a ball.&lt;br /&gt;That's sad.&lt;br /&gt;Self-pity? Perhaps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun started when i boarded the bus. I ruined my nails, so i was actually applying nail polish on bus. Ha-ha. N as expected, i ruined my nails again, after i got through the control station at TP. :x&lt;br /&gt;Lunch, then we started dressing up.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't dare to put eyeliner, esp. after being spoon-feeded by Mrs Lim for 4 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;I shall attend make up lessons for the eye area next time. After i earn enough money. Anyone wans to join me? SH seems so pro in it. She learnt so much in dance. Envy envy.&lt;br /&gt;She actually drew half a butterfly arnd yuan's eye. WhoO!~ Artistic.&lt;br /&gt;Tt took quite some time too. We were nearly late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuan n me were the only ones wearing hats! hee. Yup yup. She's the cowboy gal. We didn't sarbo her. =) We r nice ppl.. we kept our promise. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll c if i can post any photos here. Thanks wei wei, for lending me the camera. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a vvv.polite man jus now. He actually felt bad for spending a little bit more time paying his cab fee, thus making me wait slighlty longer for him n his fren to get off the cab. When he got off the cab. He actually bowed 90degrees to apologise to me. Wow. Must be a jap guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N thanks boy. For staying up jus to wait for my sms n making sure i reach home safely. Thanks lots. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life after prom gotta be boring. I gotta start looking for a job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-113389077972334678?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/113389077972334678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=113389077972334678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113389077972334678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113389077972334678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2005/12/cinder-rella.html' title='Cinder-rella'/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-113383945563276411</id><published>2005-12-06T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T01:14:40.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>b4 prom</title><content type='html'>Today's prom!&lt;br /&gt;Casual!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to wear gown.. nor style my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Mayb i'll look odd. It seems like a lot of gals r planning to wear black dresses.&lt;br /&gt;Exactly wat i wore for sec 4 prom.&lt;br /&gt;But i wanna look different now, hee.&lt;br /&gt;Shopping for prom has nvr been so fun. =)&lt;br /&gt;Going on so many shopping dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the 6th. Yesterday was the 5th.&lt;br /&gt;5th of Dec. &lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to be sad. Jus like the past yrs.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks zt, thanks wei wei, thanks yuan.&lt;br /&gt;For diverting my attention to fun stuff, thus forgeting to cry. N nearly forgetting tt it' is his b'day again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="0.5" color=light pink&gt;All the best to u n perhaps your new love. I knoe u will nvr be able to forget us. Perhaps u'll be sad too when u reminise. But u deserve it. Then maybe, u'll understand my agony.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-113383945563276411?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/113383945563276411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=113383945563276411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113383945563276411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113383945563276411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2005/12/b4-prom_06.html' title='b4 prom'/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-113353420417400598</id><published>2005-12-02T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T22:36:44.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalet</title><content type='html'>Whoo! I'm back from chalet. Aloha Loyang Garden Terrace Jasmine. N guess wad? I met Mui Koon there this time, hahax. I miss my liu qin jie mei men.. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started with moving all the stuff from my house to the chalet. Thanks to Yy,sj,hg guys, cy n kl for helping to carry the stuff.. and jiu jiu for driving us there and rejecting the fee. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had steamboat dinner on the 1st night. This time, everyone gathered around a long table. So it's actually more fun as compared to the one we had during CNY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We skipped the night walk n movie.. cos there's not suitable time slot. Ended up playing dare n dare. So suey. :x But at least i managed to scrap through without doing much.. hahahax. Oh ya. WJ looks quite like chicken little.. ahHaha. N i dunno how to waltz, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a walk with Da mi to look for her lao shu.. hehe. Lao shu tried to trick me ar.. hm.. Not available means not available. Check out the other choice who was present in the chalet ba. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SH, Raymond n me went to stock up on food the next morning. Mac n hushbrowns for breakfast. :D Ooh. n HZ reminds me of the origin of a brownie, hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went swimming. Not tanned nor burnt.. hehe. Yz was our nanny.. looked after our stuff. So sweet of her. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch started late. Raymond actually cooked salted vegetable duck soup! wow. My black pepper chicken was too hot for some.  Luncheon meat by Pauline &amp; SJ, tomato wif egg by yaun n tofu with minced pork by SH. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fried bee hoon n cooked curry for the 1st time. Looks okay la. But too full to eat le. :x BBQ.. n Mr Tham visited us. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 10 ppl stayed in on the 2nd night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-113353420417400598?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/113353420417400598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=113353420417400598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113353420417400598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113353420417400598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2005/12/chalet.html' title='Chalet'/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16121966.post-113301925755264192</id><published>2005-11-26T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T23:34:17.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm born! ^-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16121966-113301925755264192?l=k0mfortzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/feeds/113301925755264192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16121966&amp;postID=113301925755264192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113301925755264192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16121966/posts/default/113301925755264192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k0mfortzi.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-born.html' title=''/><author><name>hq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744959696206873504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
