<?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-3584773850085928607</id><updated>2011-07-08T14:44:04.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>genevie's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-3822578045964003163</id><published>2009-12-03T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T00:21:45.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's freaking wrong?</title><content type='html'>i dont know where to start from or anything. but if you feel that i have been staring coldly at you, i have not. i'm just tired, so maybe that look was misinterpret? i still regard all of you as my friends. thanks to my girls, i relised that it's enough to have few quality friends rather thn having many friends who wont be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i hate liars. i talked to you, means i forgive, but it doesn't mean i forget. once a piece of glass is shattered, no matter what you try to glue it back, th cracks will still be there, it'll still be obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for l4d 2 with th guys tday aft sch for awhile. finally completed th final round, th fuel one. omg laaa. super hard. went to town to buy yz's present. yup. th sales girl is nice with good service, i'll go back if i wanna get anything! recently, th sales girls i meet all friendly one eh. Singapore's quality IS going up. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;'s killing me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-3822578045964003163?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/3822578045964003163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-freaking-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/3822578045964003163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/3822578045964003163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-freaking-wrong.html' title='what&apos;s freaking wrong?'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-1955283543208969157</id><published>2009-11-28T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T23:37:39.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>icas-.-</title><content type='html'>idk why this time round i dont have th mood to study for my ica, micro done, afa studied, stats studied, but management, i really dont have to mood to study for it. can someone help pls?! omg. th paper is on monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, idk why i feel more &amp;amp; more emo nowadays. like srsly. that day kt talked to me, yup. i'll definitely turn back to that bubbly me when i start hanging out more with them! but go where find time?! omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i have a perfect life, great family doting on me, giving me everything i need and i want. great friends like vivian, kt, joanna, jeannie &amp;amp; yinhui etc. but! smth IS missing. what is it? not boyf definitely, i dont want one now. not exactly, but no time for one. so.. what is missing? sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-1955283543208969157?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/1955283543208969157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/11/icas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/1955283543208969157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/1955283543208969157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/11/icas.html' title='icas-.-'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-8826483544793304918</id><published>2009-11-24T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T19:17:46.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry guys.</title><content type='html'>today's blog post is to apologise to SH &amp;amp; co. i'm sorry if i created troubles for you girls. i feel that sometimes i just cant click because our topics is diff, just hope you girls are not angry or what because i dont mean anything. you girls are not spare tyre or what, i left cos it's my prob. i just cant fit in. sorry. thanks for understanding, i tried calling, wanted to apologise, but.. just hope you girls will read this post. although we cant be in th same clique, just hope we'll still be friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-8826483544793304918?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/8826483544793304918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/11/sorry-guys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/8826483544793304918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/8826483544793304918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/11/sorry-guys.html' title='sorry guys.'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-7638048286776063599</id><published>2009-11-23T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:48:56.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love is a lie</title><content type='html'>YOU DONT REALLY LOVE ME. NO, YOU DONT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-7638048286776063599?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/7638048286776063599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-is-lie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/7638048286776063599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/7638048286776063599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-is-lie.html' title='love is a lie'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-2643874170433766861</id><published>2009-11-23T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:33:10.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poly life? hmm</title><content type='html'>seriously, i dont really like poly life. why? because i miss my secondary school friends. look, it's not about th friends, it's bout th work load, but life still have to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, aft Ben's chalet, there're many things i've realised, nv play with someone who cant play. i've alr apologised &amp;amp; did what i shld, talk to me if you want, if not, it's ok. i srsly feel kinda left out with th current click at times. idk if it's me or what. but if there's anything with me that you all dont like.. pls tell me. ya? i'll appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to kaiting, and i realised how long we haven't met. esp ern2. miss those days. i've repeated this many times in my blog. still, i feel best crying in front of my family and you girls. sometimes, i want a boyf, sometimes i dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did tell ser guan before, that sometimes, having a boyf is good, because no matter what you wanna do, boyf will always do. there're always th good and bad pts of having a boyf. well, th advantages of "no"s still wins "yes".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long time since i've blogged, and there're many things, i just dont know where to start from. sometimes, i wished thr was someone in this class whom i can share my feelings and thoughts with, but there ain't a confidant i have. sigh. th workload i have is seriously killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, SU's been kinda busy, enjoying doing work, but i feel guilty because it's my first time doing club liaison, but th response is really really bad. i know it's not my fault, but i cant help but feel bad. sigh. and everyone's falling sick! get well soooooooon.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-2643874170433766861?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/2643874170433766861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/11/poly-life-hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/2643874170433766861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/2643874170433766861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/11/poly-life-hmm.html' title='poly life? hmm'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-5519820188477160935</id><published>2009-11-10T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:12:49.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what to do?</title><content type='html'>hm, confused. i feel like giving you a suprise, but hm.. i dont wish to regret that decision of mine. should i? should i not? dont like to see you with others, but at th same time, i dont know what i really want. trust? sorry i cant. i cant seem to trust any guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-5519820188477160935?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/5519820188477160935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/5519820188477160935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/5519820188477160935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-to-do.html' title='what to do?'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-1448146160754152003</id><published>2009-11-09T13:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T14:03:16.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's wrong with me. omg</title><content type='html'>it seems as though i'm changing, i'm different from before, i dont seem to be as crazy as before, just dont wish to talk. not tired, not anything. but i seriously dont know why. guys are not meant to be trusted, not that i have a boyf, but, even guys who are wooing me &amp;amp; th guy i like. cant be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone1, told me, NS coming, cant get tgt. someone2, told me, dont contact for th moment. someone3, cant be trusted too, told me he like me? haha. i think just crap aft what happened in sch tday. just fuck off my life. really really really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-1448146160754152003?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/1448146160754152003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/11/whats-wrong-with-me-omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/1448146160754152003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/1448146160754152003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/11/whats-wrong-with-me-omg.html' title='what&apos;s wrong with me. omg'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-7659897746374220282</id><published>2009-10-20T18:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T18:22:49.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sch has started.</title><content type='html'>as my title have mentioned, sch has started, yes, it's th start of a new semester, i'm still in holiday mood, have to wake up from it&amp;amp; buck up before my result gets worst. oh well, ytd was th 1st day of sch, so far.. so good. yes, everything hasn't change, everything's in place. had a hard time carrying th books home-.-ll so.. it's good to have boyf, cos can ask boyf to carry for you=P tday, went to build a bear workshop to buy sth for shihlei, cos 30th is her birthday, that's one day before my beloved sis' 21st. so fast.. she's alr 21. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my timetable is totally different from that of vivian's. that means.. we can't go home tgt anymore. SIGH. i guess i'll only be able to meet her up on holidays &amp;amp; weekends? omg. and it have been like half a yr since i've last went out with kaiting &amp;amp; joanna! hahaha. miss them sooo much. tired=(((((( HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall blog again when i've got things to blog =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-7659897746374220282?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/7659897746374220282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/10/sch-has-started.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/7659897746374220282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/7659897746374220282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/10/sch-has-started.html' title='sch has started.'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-3261755845373961889</id><published>2009-10-15T11:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T11:50:34.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15th Oct</title><content type='html'>today is th 15th, another 3days before sch reopen. th timetable really makes me dont feel like going to sch. sigh, but what to do? nth i can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i wish you understand how i feel, why am i trying so hard. ytd, you came aft me when i got angry, does this shows that you love me &amp;amp; dont wanna lose me. i mean.. afterall, you're not my boyf, there's no need for you to cajole me. nevermind, it all ended, &amp;amp; started from there over again. maybe in time to come, we'll see if we're meant for each other. since you are going to NS, and i have sch&amp;amp; projs to be busy with. i was initially thinking if i should meet you, aft some advice, i still decided to see you &amp;amp; talk things out once &amp;amp; for all. thanks vivianNAH &amp;amp; raymond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i'm meeting joanne sweetie tgt with her hubby &amp;amp; her hubby's friend ltr to buy her baby stuffs, gonna meet vivianNAH at 5 smth to buy my shoes, should i get th dress to wear on jiejies's bday? but it means spending another money-.- shoes = jiejie sponsor ma. dont get jealoused that my sis is good=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to kt th other day, it's been really long since we've last met up, &amp;amp; we both miss sec sch, kt ah kt.. dont worry ah! your bday we will sure meet you up de. i will try to find a day for you, if on th 4th itself i cant make it, i'll organise another celebration for you. i rmb i once told you or ernern, i'm afraid if we go poly, we wont be able to celebrate our bdays tgt cos we will find our own clique in poly, th reply i got was, no.. we will celebrate bdays tgt for th rest of our lives. idk who said this. but one of you did. my dearest sisters=]]]]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;rainbow&lt;/span&gt; (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-3261755845373961889?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/3261755845373961889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/10/15th-oct.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/3261755845373961889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/3261755845373961889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/10/15th-oct.html' title='15th Oct'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-57261925695537664</id><published>2009-10-14T00:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T01:05:13.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lies? regrets? lies?</title><content type='html'>received a call from you. are you lying again? or are you srsly regretting it? trt me well? hm. idk if you will. i miss you, but so what? will history repeat itself? if you can lie to me over such trivial matters, what about in th future? mind you, we're not tgt yet. what's gonna happen IF we get tgt. i hate it like that.. i srsly hate it hate it hate it. sometimes, i wish i could just ignore your call, but.. i can't bring myself to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can do is to sing, singing makes me forget about you. told you i didn't miss you, nah. not possible. i wish i could accept another guy easily, but no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANW.... went to dye my hair back to black tday at mum's salon while vivianNAH rebonded her hair, i think she looks better now, what do you think? i love my hair now, cos it looks blue under th sun, looks much neater now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;FCUKTHISFEELING.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-57261925695537664?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/57261925695537664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/10/lies-regrets-lies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/57261925695537664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/57261925695537664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/10/lies-regrets-lies.html' title='lies? regrets? lies?'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-3678013039096366362</id><published>2009-10-10T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T22:29:37.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another saturday.</title><content type='html'>no boyfs, no dates. sigh~ another saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i wish i had a boyf, having a boyf means you get to watch all th movies you want cos there'd always be someone who'd watch it with you. friends might watch it with their boyfs or girlfs. but when will i meet th perfect guy?hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been going out for th past few weeks, was totall packed, phone kept ringing.. but now.. my phone's all quiet. feel so uncomfortable with it being quiet. ever since th 6th. i feel empty. have been meeting vivian for l4d, i think we getting a LITTLE bit more pro. haa. supposed to meet joleen for tanning. have been pushing it back &amp;amp; back. sorry dear. will meet you really soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna meet JEANNIElove on monday, celebrate her bday.. just th 2 of us. another day will be after her olvls with yinhuiLOVE, xiuyu &amp;amp; eileen. i really wished i could go back to sec sch life. all these things will not be like that now. if i had a choice, i will srsly treasure those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my phone's getting a bit crazy. sometimes, i can use th touchscreen functions, but sometimes, i cant. like.. srsly.. zzz. i like th phone, but it's getting me mad. i need a new phone. but mum says i'd have to wait for sis' bday to be over. which means i can only get a new phone in nov. but it's alright, so long as i get th phone i want. just get me my dream phone! wanted to get LG crystal, but after awhile, th LG phone's price will srsly drop by a lot. so i'm thinking of omnia2 or nokia's phone. but sis say nokia's phone is super lag. hmmmm.. i wonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to lot1 with vivian to get her lashes &amp;amp; ate our brunch tgt, bus-ed to bukit timah for l4d. went to meet raymond thr, played tgt. he like quit pro hur. hm. trained to jurong east tgt with raymond, i continued my train journey to mummy's shop while he walked home. had dinner with mum&amp;amp;dad. &amp;amp; HOME SWEET HOME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-3678013039096366362?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/3678013039096366362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/3678013039096366362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/3678013039096366362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-saturday.html' title='another saturday.'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-5529334122332354994</id><published>2009-10-09T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T20:26:16.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>半情歌</title><content type='html'>花接受凋零&lt;br /&gt;风接受追寻&lt;br /&gt;心的伤还有一些&lt;br /&gt;不要紧&lt;br /&gt;我接受你的决定&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;你将会被谁抱紧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;唱什么歌哄他开心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想着天空什么时候会放晴&lt;br /&gt;地球不曾为谁停一停&lt;br /&gt;你的明天有多快乐&lt;br /&gt;不是我的&lt;br /&gt;我们的爱是唱一半的歌&lt;br /&gt;时间把习惯换了&lt;br /&gt;伤口愈合&lt;br /&gt;也撤销我再想你的资格&lt;br /&gt;你的祝福一半甜的&lt;br /&gt;一半苦的&lt;br /&gt;像我手中冷掉的可可&lt;br /&gt;最最教人残念的总是未完成的&lt;br /&gt;我只能唱著一半的歌&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的明天快不快乐&lt;br /&gt;都是我的&lt;br /&gt;我只能唱著&lt;br /&gt;另一半的歌&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-5529334122332354994?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/5529334122332354994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/5529334122332354994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/5529334122332354994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='半情歌'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-3904109805487291013</id><published>2009-10-08T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T00:25:25.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>why am i feeling this way now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. so long as i have my family by my sides, it's enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's love? nothing. maybe? or is it just jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, my phone's spoilt. th touchscreen button can't be pressed. hmm.=((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-3904109805487291013?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/3904109805487291013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/10/hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/3904109805487291013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/3904109805487291013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/10/hmm.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-5735345611126133765</id><published>2009-10-07T01:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T01:51:12.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks ELEANOR!</title><content type='html'>omg. eleanor is so sweeet. really thanks for all th times you've listened to me &amp;amp; my whinings. heee. i promise i'll stay strong.! you're th best friend one could get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she blogged this, i gan dong until cry ley. heeee:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dearest ZiyaBaby:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I LOVE YOU♥!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dont think so much about it kay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ignore,Ignore,Forgive,Forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They are born like that la.cant help it, cant blame them too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pisces are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Escapist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;See, I'm a classic example.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter what, You have Me still ya!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;'Lean on me,When you're not Strong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I'll be there, I'll help you carry on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'll Love You Till The End Of Time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ziya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're Always Be My Baby♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-5735345611126133765?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/5735345611126133765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/10/thanks-eleanor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/5735345611126133765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/5735345611126133765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/10/thanks-eleanor.html' title='thanks ELEANOR!'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-2596058999677322692</id><published>2009-10-07T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T00:35:04.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEDICATED TO MY SKINNYSIS&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SstuIeeg-SI/AAAAAAAAATQ/prc3zqOsnpw/s1600-h/P9263186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SstuIeeg-SI/AAAAAAAAATQ/prc3zqOsnpw/s320/P9263186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389522470977992994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna apologise to my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;skinnySIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cuteger88.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;jie, i'm really sorry. i'm wrong about you. i kept thinking that you dont care about me anymore, cos' you kept nagging &amp;amp; scolding me nowadays. you dont have time to listen to my problems anymore. i felt that you've changed, no longer th skinnySIS i know for 17yrs. aft today, mummy&amp;amp;daddy told me lots of things you did for me. i cried when i heard all those. really a super duper big sorry=(((((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;like y'know th durian mooncakes which i like to eat,  you specially drove to imm to look for it, imm dont have, so you asked your boyf to go to taka to search for it, but also dont have, you didn't gave up, asked him to go to J8 and buy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;like th prawning, y'know which i wanted to go, daddy didn't wanted to, you persuaded daddy to go tgt to spend time with us. you were tired, but nonetheless, you chose to go cos your meimei wanted to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;like th shoe y'know i wanted, you said no second words, you just agreed to buying. daddyis right, which sister would spend so much money to buy a shoe for her sister or brother, you're not obliged to, but you said you'd buy for me when you get your pay. you dote on me. yes you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;like th presents i wanted for my birthday, those times.. you weren't working yet. but you saved up just to get them for me. even planned a surprise on how to give it to me. i could nv find a better sis then you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;like th times when i go home late, you ask mummy to call me, told mummy smth like " so late alr, still outside. girl ley". all these shows you care, even though you scold me, but you care. mummy said that if you dont care, you won't even bother scolding me. true.. very true.&lt;/span&gt; you're th only sister i have, i'm also your only sister, who else will you dote on if it's not me. dad said, " jiejie zhui teng de jiu shi ni liao" yea. i'm sorry sis=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;BUT.. what about me? i did nth for you. i only know how to quarrel with you, throw tantrums at you. you're stress from work&amp;amp; sch, not only that i didn't help you with your share of housework, i kept quarrelling with you. i think i'm th worst sis you could ever get. but.. i PROMISE, i'll try and help you whenever you can, &amp;amp; will TRY and give in to you. ok? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://cuteger88.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;. i really do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-2596058999677322692?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/2596058999677322692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/10/dedicated-to-my-skinnysis3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/2596058999677322692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/2596058999677322692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/10/dedicated-to-my-skinnysis3.html' title='DEDICATED TO MY SKINNYSIS&lt;3'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SstuIeeg-SI/AAAAAAAAATQ/prc3zqOsnpw/s72-c/P9263186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-7281507176057275606</id><published>2009-10-05T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T23:01:32.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random=]]]]]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ok! so NO pictures will be up today again=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;first of all, back from SU chalet. quite a fun &amp;amp; spooky one. awww=((( i think it bonded us better? maybe? heeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;secondly, on th 2nd was JEANNIEwifey's &amp;amp;JAYgingerbreadman's birthday!. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;this is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;jeannie&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;girl, you've been there really like a wife. i love you to th core. there were times we weren't close, but i guess you &amp;amp; yinhui are still th ones i always gossip with=P i miss those saturday mornings when we used to have breakfast tgt, and head to GB tgt. GB is where it bonded us &amp;amp; where we grew up tgt. you're just like a twin, understanding my every thoughts. i LOVE you jeannie! 5yrs &amp;amp; still counting. MUACKS MUACKS=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;thirdly, went prawning on saturday, which was mid autumn festival, so i went prawning with my family. our first experience. fun =D i love. although we didn't prawn a lot of prawns(sounds retarded), but we had fun. bumped into alvin&amp;amp;meiyee. so long since i've seen both of them! hahaa. th next will be on my sis's ONE &amp;amp; ONLY 21st bday? =]]] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;meeting JOLEEN for tanning soon. &amp;amp; teach her english. hoho. you better work hard JOLEEN&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/3584773850085928607-7281507176057275606?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/7281507176057275606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/10/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/7281507176057275606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/7281507176057275606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/10/random.html' title='random=]]]]]'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-7285147555729644743</id><published>2009-09-28T01:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T01:50:49.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday without acc my family=((((</title><content type='html'>tday was joanne sweetie's wedding buffet at downtown east resort. so vivian &amp;amp; i met up about 5=] we went to clementi for a lil while, we l4d for awhile, &amp;amp; realised both of us have no mood-.-ll cos of some reasons, but it's about th same. ok. best friends. HAHAA. ok luhs, at least now i know you care. horrrrrr? ok luhs, although we quarrelled in th afternoon, but we still made things up. please keep to your promise hor. &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; we finally could talk peacefully. hope it'll remain like this=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i've been meeting vivian like almost everyday. haha. leading a super slack life=(( like majiam xiao ah lians. sch reopen faster please? i miss so many ppl!. i miss kaiting. i miss joannaERNERN. i miss jeannie. i miss yinhui. i miss joleen. i miss xiuyu. i miss eileen!! 7! that makes th colours of th &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sr-li9duCtI/AAAAAAAAATI/4O8GQUhMOnI/s1600-h/540df385c011d226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 303px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sr5bKvZn51I/AAAAAAAAASo/u3dJIGKU_B4/s320/dinner+%40+newyork+newyork.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385842444462450514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sr5bKVJkamI/AAAAAAAAASg/2vBQtrKavKc/s1600-h/dinner+2%3D%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sr5bKVJkamI/AAAAAAAAASg/2vBQtrKavKc/s320/dinner+2%3D%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385842437415791202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sr5bM6zFThI/AAAAAAAAATA/oSbC8S2oy6M/s1600-h/scratch+it%21.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sr5bM6zFThI/AAAAAAAAATA/oSbC8S2oy6M/s320/scratch+it%21.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385842481881763346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sr5bMR9mO6I/AAAAAAAAAS4/n9v6E7w7lgk/s1600-h/happy+family+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sr5bMR9mO6I/AAAAAAAAAS4/n9v6E7w7lgk/s320/happy+family+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385842470920010658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sr5bL2itHsI/AAAAAAAAASw/QcaeKrud19c/s1600-h/family2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sr5bL2itHsI/AAAAAAAAASw/QcaeKrud19c/s320/family2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385842463559458498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;all these are th fruits of today^^ i spent a night with papaKWOK, mamaKWOK, sisterKWOK &amp;amp; sisBOYF. we went for dinner at newyork newyork &amp;amp; went to slack at coffeebean aft dinner^^ we were taking a few crappy pictures before th camera went batt flat=((((( if not there'll be more pictures. my first attempt of cropping all th pictures we took into all these, otherwise, idk how many donkey yrs i'll need to upload all these pictures. it's a lil bit blurry. but it's my effort k! i spend 2hours on it=PpP ok. i'm quite satisfied. skinnySIS promised to organise a prawning session hor? dont bomb me ah.. i want prawning with FAMILY. wooohoo~ i cant wait=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my blogpost is going to be super longgggg! so.. pictures are in facebook. go &amp;amp; check it out on my facebook=]] too many to upload. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;19th sept 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;supposed to meet yingeh dear in th morning at 7am for breakfast, but she woke up at about 645. awwwww=(( but it's ok^^ i still love you. she bought me a bottle of mint green tea cos she felt guilty. silly her. i'd never blame my lovables luhs! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;to mrsCHONG: (do heartshape pose) i will go back as often as i can=D heeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;aft that i went home to change before going to meet eileen=D she didn't join us for th bowling cos she had to go get smth with her granny. we went for lunch at ajisen. wanted to eat at fish&amp;amp;co. saw jesst &amp;amp; peili=] jesst told us that it's not worth at that time cos there wasn't any promo for that time slot. so.. we went to ajisen^^ lunched.. chit chat.. it's been quite sometime since i could talk to them like that.! meet up again sooon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;met elea&amp;amp; sf at jurong east interchange aft bidding yingeh&amp;amp;eileen goodbye. we went to town to meet chersey, jay( th gingerbreadman whom is botak now=PPP), and zac. we went to fareast for their lunch, and jay got his cap=] cos he didn't wanted to walk around looking like a weirdo with no hair. we walked around.. thn their friend, "idk what his name is" came to fetch us to dempsey road's ben&amp;amp;jerry's =]]] hoho. we played some games thr, bought our ice cream &amp;amp; eat eat eat=D woohoo. no rainbow icecream leyyyy=(( so i bought my mint. love love.jay kept tricking me. damn. i wont trust him anymore=((( rmb this: THERE ARE NO STARS ON A RAINY DAY! ok. sf's brother came &amp;amp; picked us up to cck station. elea &amp;amp; i dropped off thr, while elea went to watch movie with her brother, i went home^^ thanks sf's brother!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;24th sept 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;went to meet rayna about 6pm &amp;amp; we went for dinner at BK=] his trt. LOL. &amp;amp; since we had nth to do aftermath, we went to boonlay market there, wanted to play L4D. that lanshop is super CMI. -.- cos.. they dont have L4D on every com, they dont have a garena or stream account of their own. so we had to create one on our own. this is not th worst, we couldn't play with each other cos there seem to be a problem creating a lobby of our own. stupid hor?=(((( spent like half an hour trying to play our L4D. end up.. we played individually -.- rayna sent me home aft that. crowded bus. said goodbye &amp;amp; home sweet home. will we ever meet up again? aww=(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;25th sept 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;met up with th usual saps gang=D met eelynn &amp;amp; jiao first at JE. trained down to dohby gaught to wait for th rest. haha. since we were early, we went to PS to check th movie timings first. but none were to our preference, so.. we left &amp;amp; waited for marcus at th bus stop. he look so different now. ok luhs, at least his character didn't change much. heeee. we went for lunch at sakae sushi at park mall^^ loy came shortly aft we settled down. i accidentally ordered 12 plates of sushi.. luckily th waitress asked, otherwise, i'm sure it'll be th joke of th day. HAHA. as usual, there were laughters &amp;amp; fun. it's always fun being with your friends^^ trisha &amp;amp; amanda didn't come, trisha is busy with her exams, amanda.. idk why. aft lunch, marcus went off for his bbq. aww=(( stupid marcus. so we went to cathay to see th movie timings again, we decided on TH TIME TRAVELLER'S WIFE. i'd recommend you guys to watch this movie if you haven't. it's quite touching &amp;amp; nice. since we had about 2hours, we went to slack at ben&amp;amp; jerry's before deciding to go back to carrefour to buy some snacks. yupyup. caught th movie, henry&amp;amp;claire shared a love which no outsiders could understand. waiting.. and waiting.. and still waiting. just to spend some time with her love one. while henry, couldn't control himself. it was even so difficult for them to have a child of their own. omg.. watch it yourself^^ nice movie.!  after th movie, we went back to plaza sing to have our dinner. i ate my tau suan for dinner.. elea must be thinking "again?" hahaha. &amp;amp; then.. home sweet home^^ as usual luhs, on th way back, jiao was th joker. dont sad k? cos eelynn &amp;amp; i kept asking him to shut up. haha. there might be another outing this coming friday=D i wanna watch th dont know what meatball show. HAHA. bbq too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;on th train back, jiao suddenly mentioned AdrianToh, our pri sch friend, a friend we lost when we were having Olvls. aww=( so.. while walking back home.. i kept thinking of a few ppl who passed away too. yes, i wanna talk about them, for a lil. first of all, my beloved auntyJANE. she left us when i was in sec4. i still miss her. she took care of my sis &amp;amp; i when we were much younger. she stayed with us before. we love you auntyJANE. next, MINGQINGjiejie. she's always so nice, like.. really. no matter how my cousin trted her, she'd just keep quiet. she just didn't have th good life of staying on earth to look at her daughter grow. DEBRA, a junior, a violent one indeed, even though we weren't close, but still, you'd linger in my heart. last but not least, ADRAINTOH, my pri sch friend. my memories of you ain't vivid anymore, afterall, it's been 4 yrs since we last went out. since secondary sch, we've just been hi-bye friends. but we did play tgt in pri sch, so.. that shall be th most beautiful memory that we share.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; i know all these are part &amp;amp; parcel of life. yes.. their physical bodies may have left us, but.. memories always live. i love all of you. rest in peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;in LOVING memory of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;auntyJANE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MINGQINGjiejie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;DEBRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ADRAINTOH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-8761966445510224185?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/8761966445510224185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-long-post-heeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/8761966445510224185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/8761966445510224185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-long-post-heeeee.html' title='long long post. heeeee'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sr5bKvZn51I/AAAAAAAAASo/u3dJIGKU_B4/s72-c/dinner+%40+newyork+newyork.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-4376037223928799786</id><published>2009-09-23T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T00:00:24.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh~</title><content type='html'>ok. when i'm feeling down, i like to eat &amp;amp; eat &amp;amp; eat! 2things made me unhappy tday. first of all, results, second one, i dont wanna say. just feel like crying. stop crying luhs. big girls dont cry. nvm anw. played l4d just now. thought it'll make me a lil happier. but.. no. anw, going to meet vivian for breakfast tmr morning. aft that, idk where we're going. meeting pri sch cliques on friday. th usual gang luhs, eelynn, jiao, marc &amp;amp; liangxun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i feel like eating now:&lt;br /&gt;1) steamboat&lt;br /&gt;2) mac big breakfast&lt;br /&gt;3) laksa&lt;br /&gt;4) chilli crab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, thats'  alot!. i want my rainbow ice-cream!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-4376037223928799786?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/4376037223928799786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/09/useless-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/4376037223928799786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/4376037223928799786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/09/useless-girl.html' title='sigh~'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-4054697209863586859</id><published>2009-09-13T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T01:32:50.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>great saturday=D</title><content type='html'>i'm so sorry that there are no pictures today again, woke up shockingly at 1pm today. was supposed to meet kenn at lot1 at 12pm to watch "up", but i overslept. i'm super super guilty=( cos he waited for an hour. ohman! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;sorry kenn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  anw. take care of your foot, although yours is leg, gab's is shoulders, but dont be like him k=D hoho. get well soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up, prepared &amp;amp; went to meet sf&lt;a href="http://cuteger88.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt; and and eleanor&lt;a href="http://cuteger88.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt; at lotONE. hoho=D  went to th toilet &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; cottonOn before i went to get my lunch for th day, which was takoyaki balls, not very nice though, but i felt full aft eating 3=D guess who i saw? JEANNIE&lt;a href="http://cuteger88.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt;! i didn't get to take a picture with her, but.. i miss her so much can! th only time i can meet her is aft her Olvls. humphs.. make sure you do well ok! i LOVE you babe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took a train to lavender for our briefing! it's at people's association too! heee. had to take a 5min walk from lavender. although we were late, MUCH more people were later can? heee. but hor, when we reach, th briefing hasn't started yet, so we waited for awhile, gossiped a lil. naughty girls. after awhile, we daryl, edneth &amp;amp; one of their friend came, idk who. haha. so, we changed th characters of our gossip topic to other names like susan, michael and other funny names. haha. couldn't stop laughing. ok. it wasn't exactly gossiping luhs, not like those "eh, she very bitchy lo" that kind. it was cos we felt that why some people dont like another, but yet they can still act as if they are very close to that person. ok, maybe you guys dont really understand, read th following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl A doesn't like girl B, so girl A tells GirlC, D,E and Boy X,Y,Z that girl B this this this, and that that that. thinking that girl C will side her, but girlC tells B that girl A said so and so. however, when girlA sees girlB in sch, she act as if nth has happened, and continues saying "hi", "how are you" etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you get it? yea, maybe girlA was just unhappy about a particular incident which girlB did, but there's no need to tell th whole world about it? oh well.. anw.. th briefing started about 430. not really boring, cos at th last part of th briefing, a guy from one heartbeat came &amp;amp; told us to unleash our talents. it was super cool, cos we were told to each take a seat, and there was a percussion instrument on each chair, or in front of it. we were told to play th instrument according to our own tempo. soon, we could hear a piece of music. i think it's damn cool? i have a short video on it=] we were told to move one seat to th right so that we could try out diff instruments. i didn't get to try out all cos' i was meeting vivian, and it was getting late. i love th briefing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i'm blogging about this, it came to my mind that actually, everyone in our lives are like different instruments, played differently. why? because each of us have our own character, our own family, yet, when we are put tgt, we compose a very beautiful and wonderful story, just like th beautiful piece of music played. so what if each of us are different? we are supposed to learn from each other's flaw=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we signed up for th chingay before we left, signed up for aga&lt;a href="http://cuteger88.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; taffy&lt;a href="http://cuteger88.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt; too. shall meet up soon alright?=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet vivian&lt;a href="http://cuteger88.blogspot.com/"&gt;NAH♥&lt;/a&gt; at clementi, we had our dinner before heading for L4D=]] we completed 2maps in 1hour odd. we were looking for kaiting&lt;a href="http://cuteger88.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt; when we walked in, didn't see her ley! omg. until she call vivian, vivian stood up &amp;amp;&amp;amp;  say hi to her. hahaa. so sorry KT, cos i was too obsessed with killing, then i didn't say hi to you=((((( sorry! but i still love you k.&lt;a href="http://cuteger88.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://cuteger88.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt; HEE. bumped into Kenn too. he was limping-.-ll injured himself while playing soccer. anw, aft L4D, we went to play pool for awhile before heading home. eh. 3 or 4 rounds in less then an hour=D woohoo! this time was better thn that time at csc! happy happy=PpP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skinny sis &lt;a href="http://cuteger88.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://cuteger88.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://cuteger88.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt;is going for sch tmr at 10am! it's sunday ley=( poor skinny sis. love you k! jy for your sch! =D you can do it &lt;a href="http://cuteger88.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://cuteger88.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://cuteger88.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://cuteger88.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-4054697209863586859?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/4054697209863586859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-saturdayd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/4054697209863586859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/4054697209863586859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-saturdayd.html' title='great saturday=D'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-2019506012189191743</id><published>2009-09-09T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T01:11:32.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>job hunting+movie</title><content type='html'>day out with vivian again=D met vivian &amp;amp; jo at btbatok &amp;amp; jurongeast respectively! hoho. so excited. saw kt on at btbatok mrt, so cool! super long nv see her alr. go out soooooon ah. jo alighted at bugis for sch, while vivian&amp;amp;i continued to orchard, we went to lido to watch final destination4 before job hunting=] th show super cool. cos it's 3D!! shall upload th pictures when vivian sends them to me=D we were super silly luhs! there was a piece of burning paper flying towards us, vivian wanted to use her hands and sweep it away. HAHA. then there was this part whereby there was a snake, i wanted to kick it-.-ll we were laughing our ass off. aft that we went to fareast to look for jobs, but no one hiring ley. all they want is permanant staffs=(( i need a JOB! aft walking th whole of fareast, we bought bubble tea and slacked for awhile before continuing for L4D! yes. L4D again. it's super addictive. omg. and this time round we only used 40mins to complete, with lesser damage then before=D not at th pro extend though. then we sat outside th arcade for awhile, playing with shadows. super duper funny. aft that we sat outside cine to think where to go, there was this angmoh who smiled and raise his eyebrows at vivian, like tiko like that. but he quite shuai ok! it's those businessman kind though. aft tt we went to eat at th hawker opp cine, most of th stalls were closed, so we decided to eat th malay food. i ordered a beehoon soto, not nice can! thumbs down! she ordered a lontong goreng(however it's spelt), that one nicer can!!! anw, we bused home, vivian's boyf called her, so i called my friend and we chatted till ard batok area before we turned behind, and realised instead of th packed bus we first boarded, th bus was now empty with 2 person behind us only-.-ll walked home while ben acc me to talk. hoho! took a quick bath and, tada~ here i am, blogging. shall upload th pics when vivian send me then=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-2019506012189191743?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/2019506012189191743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/09/job-huntingmovie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/2019506012189191743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/2019506012189191743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/09/job-huntingmovie.html' title='job hunting+movie'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-7027584779279322742</id><published>2009-09-07T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:42:58.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad day with bad cramps!</title><content type='html'>was having really really bad cramps tdy, started since 9plus. didn't stop even till 3smth. so i lay in bed all day, hoping th cramp will just go away. hoping someone would save me. wonderwoman perhaps?=D wanted to meet NAH tdy for job hunting, but was having that dumb cramp, so, it's postponed to tmr instead. will be meeting NAH&amp;amp;enen, tmr kaiting wont be joining, cos she going to eat table (jia toh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. interesting convo i had with kaiting just now. i took away some contents to shorten it. we're still having phobia of eating steameggs! omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: we can always go for mahjong or l4d=D&lt;br /&gt;she: haha ok . .  . . . . . YEA!:D&lt;br /&gt;me: then steamed egg!&lt;br /&gt;she: Omg i wanna vomit can. realli wanna vomit lor.after that time. omggg&lt;br /&gt;me: his time sure better. dont steam so much can le. that time is kua zhang can. 2 plus 10-.-&lt;br /&gt;she: recently i went to the korean/japanese store. then i thought my phobia to it had decreased&lt;br /&gt; but no!!!&lt;br /&gt; i eat one mouth&lt;br /&gt; wanna vomit&lt;br /&gt; lOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i said we could have this as an forfeit, cos it'll be th worst forfeit ever.. at least for th 4of us. i guess? ahha. this was what she said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she: Yes, worst ever!&lt;br /&gt; Till now, i still have the phobia of eating steameggs.&lt;br /&gt; Disgustingggggg.&lt;br /&gt; Delicious become disgusting.&lt;br /&gt; tsk haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, conclusion for th day, we're having an Anti-Steamed-Egg club. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you girls tmr.! sorry to daryl, zeke,sherly &amp;amp; co for not being able to join you all tmr=X shall meet you all soon! love love=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-7027584779279322742?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/7027584779279322742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/09/bad-day-with-bad-cramps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/7027584779279322742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/7027584779279322742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/09/bad-day-with-bad-cramps.html' title='bad day with bad cramps!'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-516377044039173349</id><published>2009-09-07T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T00:44:45.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teehees.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SqPjHbfrRPI/AAAAAAAAASY/DDAjvxer39Q/s1600-h/DSC00772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SqPjHbfrRPI/AAAAAAAAASY/DDAjvxer39Q/s320/DSC00772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378392096789710066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SqPjG9RRk6I/AAAAAAAAASQ/UKFGklKBYgU/s1600-h/DSC00777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SqPjG9RRk6I/AAAAAAAAASQ/UKFGklKBYgU/s320/DSC00777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378392088676242338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SqPjGT2vUzI/AAAAAAAAASI/MTPChUkmmhg/s1600-h/DSC00771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SqPjGT2vUzI/AAAAAAAAASI/MTPChUkmmhg/s320/DSC00771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378392077559092018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;met vivianNAH&lt;a href="http://www.takingme-away.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt; on friday=D supposed to meet her at 8pm at Orchard mrt, she came with her boyf=] she was so late=(( 845 then she rch! omg. then acc her to ngeeann city, cos her boyf's lion dance troupe had a competition there, so we kinda slacked there=] didn't do much that day, cos it was alr kinda late, so there was nowhere we could go. took some pictures before we left, but th pictures are kinda blur, cos of my sucky phone camera=( only upload 3 here, there are more of course=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met vivanNAH&lt;a href="http://www.takingme-away.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt; on sat too! but pictures are with her, shall upload when she send me=]&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.takingme-away.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but, before that, met benbeepbeepben &amp;amp; terrill at junction8 to buy Keith's present, ervin came late. bought him a Vans sneakers, i think it looks a lil' like th Lacoste one which he alr have. nevertheless, we bought it, cos terrill said it's different, and it's what keith wants=] went to slack a lil before i went to meet vivian&lt;a href="http://www.takingme-away.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt; again, she came with th boyf, but her boyf went off when we met, he with his friends &amp;amp; vivian &amp;amp;me=] we went for L4D=DD 1hour session, super ex, but we become more pro alr=p cos we FINALLY could complete th stages within 1hour. escaped! &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i didn't die ley. HOHO. finally! at least for that moment, i forgot about YOU=] an achievement. anw. aft L4D, we had nowhere to go, so we decided to go &amp;amp; look for her boyf. but we couldn't go in to th slacking area cos we dont have th shirt, we cant wear th ones the guys were wearing, for some reason=( so we left. didn't have any idea where to go, wanted to catch a movie, but we walked to ion orchard &amp;amp; there was nowhere to cross th road, dumb us. thinking of using th underpass, we went down from ion orchard, but end up coming up from th other exit. dumb us. teehee. so, we decided we weren't fated to watch movie. =P ended up going to fareast for dinner &amp;amp; dessert, we shared th dessert. from our fave store! ask me where if you want. it's nice=D went back to CSC for pool. we become super LAN can? omg. only 2rounds in an hour-.-ll saw chinshen too. so weird.. haa. anw, aft that we cabbed home, vivian&lt;a href="http://www.takingme-away.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt; paid for it=]] thanks sweetie&lt;a href="http://www.takingme-away.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.takingme-away.blogspot.com/"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm going to stay indoors for this whole week! omg. i need a job=( anyone got lobang? *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-516377044039173349?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/516377044039173349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/09/teehees.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/516377044039173349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/516377044039173349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/09/teehees.html' title='teehees.'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SqPjHbfrRPI/AAAAAAAAASY/DDAjvxer39Q/s72-c/DSC00772.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-8470771308123479869</id><published>2009-09-04T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T00:10:53.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my love will get you home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;went out with agagf, taffy &amp;amp; sf tdy. went to K, sorry for being sad tdy. it's really a blessing to have them by my sides. i love you girls. thanks taffy for your phone. thanks aga &amp;amp; taffy for th silly movements to put a smile on my face. thanks sf for th hug! really appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben, sorry, hope you'll understand. thanks for trying to listen, but maybe what you said wasnt what i wanna hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was watching th 9pm show's ending when i got home.. heard this song when th girl broke up with her boyf. this song is dedicated to you. maybe you might not read this blog post. but i still wanna say, ily. anw. HAPPY BIRTHDAY KOANNA &amp;amp; HAPPY BIRTHDAY IN ADVANCE to KEITH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you wander off too far &lt;br /&gt;my love will get you home &lt;br /&gt;if you follow the wrong star &lt;br /&gt;my love will get you home &lt;br /&gt;If you ever find yourself lost and all alone &lt;br /&gt;get back on your feet and think of me &lt;br /&gt;my love will get you home, boy &lt;br /&gt;my love will get you home &lt;br /&gt;if the bright lights blind your eyes &lt;br /&gt;my love will get you home &lt;br /&gt;if your troubles break your stride&lt;br /&gt;my love will get you home &lt;br /&gt;If you ever find yourself lost and all alone &lt;br /&gt;get back on your feet and think of me &lt;br /&gt;my love will get you home, boy &lt;br /&gt;my love will get you home &lt;br /&gt;if you ever feel ashamed &lt;br /&gt;my love will get you home &lt;br /&gt;whenever is only you too blame &lt;br /&gt;my love will get you home &lt;br /&gt;If you ever find yourself lost and all alone &lt;br /&gt;get back on your feet and think of me &lt;br /&gt;my love will get you home, boy &lt;br /&gt;my love will get you home &lt;br /&gt;If you ever find yourself lost and all alone &lt;br /&gt;get back on your feet and think of me &lt;br /&gt;my love will get you home, boy &lt;br /&gt;my love will get you home, boy &lt;br /&gt;my love will get you home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-8470771308123479869?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/8470771308123479869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-love-will-get-you-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/8470771308123479869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/8470771308123479869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-love-will-get-you-home.html' title='my love will get you home.'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-4992085300162713061</id><published>2009-08-31T01:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T01:24:11.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>President's Challenge 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Spqyn1VfNrI/AAAAAAAAARg/pZwuEZ1FQb8/s1600-h/PA3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SpqyojWyy0I/AAAAAAAAARw/6a6zfA_vOUU/s320/PA5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375805514975464258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29/08/09 Presidents' Challenge=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a fun &amp;amp; tiring day for all of us! i overslept =( dad fetched me over to ngee ann city, luckily i wasn't th only one who was late. MUAHAHA. th twins were later! hor aga&amp;amp; taffy?=P anw. aga! linked you alr. so must rmb to love me ah..  back to topic, met sufei at th entrance there, eleanor didn't come! cos she was sick=( get well soon! aft which, at about 945, they gathered everyone for brieifng. we were doing crowd control, but at that point of time, we had nth to do, that's why we were told to sell bears!! haha. it was super hard, cos no one wanted to buy=( poor us. but we managed to sell a few. aft awhile, we decided to sit down &amp;amp; rest. lol=P so we played some games with some stupid forfeit of "selling th bear". =X at about 1 we went for lunch=]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft lunch, th president came &amp;amp; we had to do some "ra-ra" to spice up the atmosphere, lots of people were present. o.O so crowded, as usual, people would want to come &amp;amp; shake hands with th president. HAHA. i thought th event would end bout 11 as stated in th ppt slides, but it ended about 6. so we went to ion to eat our dinner, then take some pictures before heading to coffeebean to play some retarded games again. we did some forfeits like doing yoga, flying like a bird and saying "i'm superman" in coffeebean. HAHA. fun &amp;amp; laughter=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;my day was made special with special people :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SUFEI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;AGATHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;TAFFY&amp;amp;boyf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CHERSY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;KIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;JAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;JEROME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;BENJI&amp;amp;bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-4992085300162713061?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/4992085300162713061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/08/presidents-challenge-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/4992085300162713061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/4992085300162713061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/08/presidents-challenge-2009.html' title='President&apos;s Challenge 2009!'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Spqyn1VfNrI/AAAAAAAAARg/pZwuEZ1FQb8/s72-c/PA3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-3568672880402955044</id><published>2009-08-01T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T00:13:02.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm getting a lil bit cranky. it's all because of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-3568672880402955044?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/3568672880402955044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/08/confusion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/3568672880402955044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/3568672880402955044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/08/confusion.html' title=''/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-4826994000203088377</id><published>2009-07-26T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:15:20.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SmxkLm4fWJI/AAAAAAAAARI/ihSE4T72UgQ/s1600-h/f04b5303a2586624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SmxkLm4fWJI/AAAAAAAAARI/ihSE4T72UgQ/s320/f04b5303a2586624.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362771406870239378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna walk down this road with you, hand in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it's obvious enough, i dont wish to make it more obvious. if i dont love you, i won't ask you to call me when i'm afraid, talk to you when i'm down. do you understand? i was really touched when you sent me to cityhall today. i really am. i may disturb you all th time, but, i love. or.. should i say.. i like? i wonder if you do, but, hope after reading this, you'd get th hint that i like you. you said you like me &amp;amp; i am th only one. but i'm afraid. oh. i really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/KWOKZI%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/KWOKZI%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-4826994000203088377?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/4826994000203088377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wanna-walk-down-this-road-with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/4826994000203088377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/4826994000203088377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wanna-walk-down-this-road-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SmxkLm4fWJI/AAAAAAAAARI/ihSE4T72UgQ/s72-c/f04b5303a2586624.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-2508007887712207991</id><published>2009-07-24T00:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T00:59:33.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY JOLEEN CHUA=D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY JOLEEN! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SmiSHeoY57I/AAAAAAAAARA/MRKoOdGyP3A/s1600-h/joleen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SmiSHeoY57I/AAAAAAAAARA/MRKoOdGyP3A/s320/joleen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361696013563783090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;went out with Joleen &amp;amp; her mummy tdy. it was a great day. 22th July 2009 - Joleen's 18th birthday. hohoho! 18 alr, happy not? cfm you damn happy. see your happy face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;got xia dao not, see your pic here=P i kop from facebook de. LOL! thanks for th jacket ah =D rmb to work hard.. SUPER hard for your Olvls! dont forget to write your compo hor. hope you've enjoyed yourself. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft going to fareast with Joleen &amp;amp; her mum, we went  to find ahnick at spade(jurongpoint) haha. thanks for th goodies ah. hoho! tmr going down to jp again. Joleen sure super happy tmr. (if you're reading this, please dont smile in front of th comp=P) although th present is not very ex, but i hope you'd like it.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this sister so much, shall share a lil' of our relationship. hohoho! first of all.... how i met this girl was when we worked tgt for starhub=DDD it seems like just ytd when we skipped storeys with people having pets=P and our reaction super funny!i like~ started getting close when we talked on th phone for dont know how many hours, thru` out th whole night luhs! a few times somemore, chat &amp;amp; chat, gossip&amp;amp; gossip!. girls.. well well well!  this is for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's lots of things which i'm blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My problems have been few,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but of all these, the best is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TO HAVE A FRIEND LIKE YOU&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;found this on th web, and it shall be repost for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear _____.&lt;br /&gt;I ____ you.&lt;br /&gt;You have a nice ______.&lt;br /&gt;You make me _______.&lt;br /&gt;You should _______.&lt;br /&gt;Someday I will ______.&lt;br /&gt;You + me = ________.&lt;br /&gt;If I saw you now I'd __________.&lt;br /&gt;I want to ________ you.&lt;br /&gt;I would build a _______ just for you.&lt;br /&gt;If I could sing you any song it would be _________.&lt;br /&gt;We could __________ under the stars.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;_______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dear &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Joleen!&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; You have a nice &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mother &amp;amp; boyf who loves you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; You make me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;happy &amp;amp; chatty all th time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; You should &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;meet me more often, write more compos &amp;amp; be a gd girl&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Someday I will &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;attend your wedding=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; You + me =&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 2 siaocharbor&amp;amp; talk non-stop&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; If I saw you now I'd &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;chat with you &amp;amp; disturb you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; I want to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hug&lt;/span&gt; you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; I would build a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pink &lt;/span&gt;room&lt;/span&gt; just for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; If I could sing you any song it would be&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; peng you by zhang xue you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; We could &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;chat all night long&lt;/span&gt; under the stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Love,&lt;/span&gt; Ziya=]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; _______________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/3584773850085928607-2508007887712207991?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/2508007887712207991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-18th-birthday-joleen-chuad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/2508007887712207991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/2508007887712207991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-18th-birthday-joleen-chuad.html' title='HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY JOLEEN CHUA=D'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SmiSHeoY57I/AAAAAAAAARA/MRKoOdGyP3A/s72-c/joleen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-1542051769989867639</id><published>2009-07-20T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:34:31.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]]</title><content type='html'>it's been quite sometime since i've last updated my blog=[ well well well, i've got tons to blog about, so much of complains. Koanna &amp;amp; I have realised that we dont like A(someone..dont wanna mention who). buddy warned me before alr. he told me that i will hate her soooon. hahha! i started to dislike A when A said ahneh fat=( i dont like people to insult my friends. esp my close friends! humphs. A should reflect upon himself/herself ( i dont wanna mention gender). Koa &amp;amp; i dont wish to say much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day kaiting asked me if i wanna go out, but i've got tons of proj to do. i miss you girls so much luhs=( kt, vivian &amp;amp; jo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to swim with mum &amp;amp; sis. 45mins. i realised i'm lack of stamina, got home, well. i wanted to study.. but i cant seem to concentrate. when will holidays come? seriously, on th verge of tearing again.! kenn asked me wanna watch "up" not. haha. of course i wanna watch luhs. that show is super cute. i wanna watch harry potter too. anyone?=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's stuff is super random, why do i still think of you when i'm so busy. please get out of my life. i thought i'd hate you cos you've hurt me so deeply, but i cant seem to bring myself to hate you. am i thinking of you cos i dont wanna admit defeat or do i truely still love you? there are guys around me, but, you're still th one i miss. at times, when i see couples on th streets, i wonder if we can be like them. but aft so much that you've done, is it still possible? i wonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i just miss sec sch sooooo much. even though Ms Wang chase me out of th class often with giovanna, peili, jiali, yining and jolynn, but those times were th times i miss th most. poly life is full of politics, even though i'm not involve, but i'm afraid. those times in sec sch, recess with vivian, kaiting, joanna. those times in sec2 &amp;amp; 3 are deeply missed too=( esp those times when we were training for SYF, even though we kept repeating those dance steps, but now, it seems like just ytd. i miss those times during dance practice, gossiping with mimi too. even though she's 1yr younger, but we still can clique well. gossips =D but now.. poly seems to be a super busy road, whereby everyone will just be so busy with their own lives, projs, exams etc. and dont have time to make really good friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are coming real soooooon, but projs &amp;amp; tutorials are keeping me so busy. no time to study at all=( i think i should reflect upon myself alr. i used to think that poly life is quite slack one. th way i see how th others survive in poly, but it seems sucha busy life when it came to me=( thought that i could enjoy aft Olevels. but i was wrong hur? genevie should really reflect upon herself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-1542051769989867639?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/1542051769989867639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/1542051769989867639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/1542051769989867639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='=]]'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-2014338742767847085</id><published>2009-07-01T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:46:53.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moodless</title><content type='html'>i've been sick for 3frigging days. seriously lack of slp. having th runs, and vomit. it's really eff. cos still have to do this e-learn thingy. without tutorials, i'm totally struggling. esp. macro. Oplease, recover faster can? and i totally rather go back to sch. cos this elearning sucks, during th scheduled time, th websites which we're told to go to is super lag can? like.. waste of time, and 1st day got nth to do, these few days suddenly all give work to do. think we superman? we're not. we're humans. brain juice depletes lo! Zzz. i'm off to do my excel now! byeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-2014338742767847085?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/2014338742767847085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/07/moodless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/2014338742767847085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/2014338742767847085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/07/moodless.html' title='moodless'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-5586454919865394220</id><published>2009-06-27T22:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:09:29.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One-Camp Reloaded</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkYvdBLYS8I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/rG56FtDxYGM/s1600-h/ninja+turtles+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352017382755290050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkYvdBLYS8I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/rG56FtDxYGM/s320/ninja+turtles+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkYvc_wuwAI/AAAAAAAAAQA/DV8fvY8k7lQ/s1600-h/ninja+turtles+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352017382375079938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkYvc_wuwAI/AAAAAAAAAQA/DV8fvY8k7lQ/s320/ninja+turtles+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkYvcdTR5-I/AAAAAAAAAPw/oAbizy4Axbk/s1600-h/ninja+turtles+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352017373124749282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkYvcdTR5-I/AAAAAAAAAPw/oAbizy4Axbk/s320/ninja+turtles+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkYvdBSsN2I/AAAAAAAAAQI/0QsV8jaHOlo/s1600-h/ninja+turtles+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352017382785955682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkYvdBSsN2I/AAAAAAAAAQI/0QsV8jaHOlo/s320/ninja+turtles+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkYvcmMr4yI/AAAAAAAAAP4/H6el4egvTO0/s1600-h/ninja+turtles+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352017375513010978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkYvcmMr4yI/AAAAAAAAAP4/H6el4egvTO0/s320/ninja+turtles+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CAMP DATE: 15th to 17th JUNE 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOCATION: dairy farm adventure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CAMP THEME: Superheroes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GROUP NAME: NINJA TURTLES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one camp-reloaded =D NINJA TURTLES! th group which i was leading thru` out th camp. Due to th fact that my co-leader, GABRIEL E. hurt himself before th camp, hence he only joined us during some parts of th camp. even though most of th time, i was with th group myself, th group was pretty co-operative. i guessed we've made friends, and learn new things through th camp. isn't it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of th games i want to share with all of you which taught me new things=D it's not in sequence though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played wet games, and during this wet games, it really bond my group tgt, especially during th finale, it's made up of a few components, first, you had to spin 10rounds, thn roll on th canvas mat, filled with soap, while th station masters threw water bombs at you. then, you have to eat th banana and throw th skin into th pail.after which, you had to bite out a white mentoes from th plate filled with flour. and spit it into th bowl. apparently, i've never taken bananas in my entire life. but i was trying to force myself to eat th banana so as not to bring th group down, my group actually cheered me on after knowing i'm afraid of bananas &amp;amp; dont like to eat bananas. Abraham was th last person to run th race, th whole group ran with him and cheered him on th way. i guess this is what team work is too=D well, i love NINJA TURTLES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also played this kiddy pool thing. sounds cute ah. neh ah! it's filled with dirty stuffs lo!. and you have to dig in deep deep deep inside, ok luhs, not so deep. i exaggerated it. you just have to dig in to search for items.=( but it taught me that, in life, you cant always see what you want straight in your face, you have to search, deep within, so as to achieve what you want=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, th amazing race, th group really ran as one, despite GabrielE.'s injuries, he still ran with us, KUDOS to you! even though it really hurt when he ran up th stairs again and again, but he insisted on running with us. he really did his best=D th dominoes part was hard, as there was wind, and we were supposed to make th phrase " one camp- reloaded" his perserverance taught me smth new too=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also had fear factor, food edition. which is EEW, i took part in th first one, damn gross. it was bread with fish oil, bitter gourd etc. i spit out everything, cos it's purely disgusting luhs! cant take it. tooo gross! but at least i've tried!at least i didn't give up! like my friend once told me, you're losing half th battle if you dont want to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;th finale night, our skit was really one of those what-the-heck-is-this-skit-about type. hahaha! but who cares? it was hilarous, cos ppl laughed! and most importantly, my group had fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-5586454919865394220?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/5586454919865394220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-camp-reloaded.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/5586454919865394220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/5586454919865394220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-camp-reloaded.html' title='One-Camp Reloaded'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkYvdBLYS8I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/rG56FtDxYGM/s72-c/ninja+turtles+11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-3600530334695395364</id><published>2009-06-27T03:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T03:23:42.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something which i find meaningful today</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sometimes, what you learn, might not just benefit you academically, it might teach you something new about your values in your life=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i was talking to daryl about wanting to learn muaythai, but mum once told me that muay thai is kinda spiritual and stuffs. hence, i gave up that thought. well well well, daryl said that "cool is cool budden u need to tahan all those pain if u fight wit another muay thai", it triggered my thoughts, learning things will also teach you values like not giving up easily and stuffs? cos aft you endure all these physical pain, what else can you not endure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;now, another thing to share=] it linked my flow of thoughts to when we were learning dance for SYF. we had dance practice on tues&amp;amp;thurs, 3hours+ of intensive practice, hard core ones. like keep repeating th movements &amp;amp; stuffs. till most of us had blisters, and blueblacks all over our feet. or ankle while doing some sliding. not only physically, but we were tired everyday from dance practice as we also had to cope with our homework. this taught me th determination i had to have in my life. i used to give up on things i do whenever i dont get th results i want, was it right? no, it wasn't. th joy that we had when we got our results for SYF, th feelings are more than what we ever need to pay back for th efforts we made in those practices. so what if it's just a silver award? it was our first year participating in SYF, and we did our very best=] it taught us determinations &amp;amp; patience!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i feel that life is not always about th results, its about what you've gained in th process. life's all about learning, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-3600530334695395364?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/3600530334695395364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/06/something-which-i-find-meaningful-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/3600530334695395364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/3600530334695395364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/06/something-which-i-find-meaningful-today.html' title='something which i find meaningful today'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-4031026690444955478</id><published>2009-06-26T01:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T01:45:55.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's wrong with making friends?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;girl, do you ever think whether you're th one who is drifting away from her? saying that you're not impt anymore? about her getting closer to us? hmm. since that day, we've been trying to make you talk to them, moreover, they've alr made th first step to talk to you. and what did you say? "they are not my friends" hmm.. reflect &amp;amp; think about it? dont go around complaining to th seniors can? if you're not happy, come and tell us, if you treat us as friends, you'd have tried to clear th misunderstandings and not complain to th seniors. you're just trying to tell me that you're seriously pathetic. come on! are you trying to gain some sympathy? Oplease!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;next, up tday, blogging about th meet up with Jean, we've chatted for a long time! went to eat at sakae that day with jean. hahaha! we got a shock when we saw that th udon we ordered. it came in a super huge bowl! and well well well, it wasn't filled to th brim of course! like a lil more than 1/3 of th huge bowl. Aft which, we went to burger king, had a piece of cake, and off we went to th playground where we took super lots of pics can?!sxzsxzsxzsxz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkOxzksY13I/AAAAAAAAANg/0WqGfvBPhDg/s1600-h/Image161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351316281827579762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkOxzksY13I/AAAAAAAAANg/0WqGfvBPhDg/s320/Image161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkOxzrzve_I/AAAAAAAAANo/ulc3Yv2rNoU/s1600-h/Image162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351316283737471986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkOxzrzve_I/AAAAAAAAANo/ulc3Yv2rNoU/s320/Image162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkOxzy0w45I/AAAAAAAAANw/THC8q-AURRQ/s1600-h/Image168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351316285620806546" style="WIDTH: 320px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkOyq-e5XiI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Zpkp1Surs8Y/s320/Image228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkOyrCsxrWI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/m3qZNOsUccE/s1600-h/Image234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351317234775076194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkOyrCsxrWI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/m3qZNOsUccE/s320/Image234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkOz5s1nnzI/AAAAAAAAAPY/l41QijxksEU/s1600-h/Image255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351318586116251442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkOz5s1nnzI/AAAAAAAAAPY/l41QijxksEU/s320/Image255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkOz5y7S5dI/AAAAAAAAAPg/BDuh2tRn3n4/s1600-h/Image256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351318587750671826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkOz5y7S5dI/AAAAAAAAAPg/BDuh2tRn3n4/s320/Image256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yea. this is what i do with jeanlovely when we get together! we took 100s of pics luhs! of course i'm not putting all of them here! there're other things i wanna blog about too=( but nt today though! hahahaah! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;sometimes, i just wonder if people can be a lil' bit kinder? for example, giving up your seats in th trains to those who needs it better? Well, i felt so aft that day when i was on th train, on my way to my mummy's salon, there was these 3 people, 2 lady, 1 man, quite elderly also( i assume they are in their 60s). they each took a seat ( duh!~ obviously,) so th 2 ladies were chatting, thn a malay guy from th other side of th man alighted, th auntie then asked th man( i assume again, to be her husband) to shift to th side, so that she can have more space, this time, 3 of them, occupying 4 seats. nevermind! subsequently, an old lady board th train from th next station, th selfish aunty, just looked at th old lady, and continued chatting with th other aunty. come on luhs! cant you just give one seat to that old lady? she's so old alr ley! O. Singapore.. what's becoming of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;this is another incident, but not trying to pin point to any country luhs. its just that, that time, i gave up my seat to an old man. and th old man was like " buay hiao kin la, ah moi, li ka ki ze( never mind la girl, you sit- in hokkien) thn i keep insisting. so, while we were insisiting, this china lady, she went to sit down, at th seat where i was previously sitting. thn i was like !!!!!!!. see? this is how some people are so.. super not AUTOMATIC!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i've got more to blogg! not today of course, about fathers' day, one-camp reloaded, sentosa trip, visit to vicki's house and out with vivianNah=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-4031026690444955478?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/4031026690444955478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-wrong-with-making-friends.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/4031026690444955478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/4031026690444955478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-wrong-with-making-friends.html' title='what&apos;s wrong with making friends?'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SkOxzksY13I/AAAAAAAAANg/0WqGfvBPhDg/s72-c/Image161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-282013035528415504</id><published>2009-06-21T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:50:55.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>much to blog. too tired</title><content type='html'>i wanted to blog today, but something really made me unhappy and upset after talking to Shawn. i know its not his fault for not telling me about th group completing th proj. i dont know whoever who told him i wanted to look for th lecturer, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've not even talked to anyone of you since i've came back from camp. if you're th one who wants to look for th lecturer, dont put words into my mouth just because i wasnt present at th meeting. if you have th guts to say it, have th guts to face it luhs, why put  th blame onto others? hate cowards like you.!&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; you, i keep smsing you, thn you dont wanna reply, what th heck you want me to do ? i never expect you to reply me on th spot or whatsoever right? SO LONG AS YOU REPLY! just reply? i called you, you also dont wanna pick up. what th eff luhs. mood spoiler!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-282013035528415504?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/282013035528415504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/06/much-to-blog-too-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/282013035528415504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/282013035528415504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/06/much-to-blog-too-tired.html' title='much to blog. too tired'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-4592481282452898217</id><published>2009-06-08T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:21:46.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Si0B9wOBqmI/AAAAAAAAALU/y43HZ-qSQ1k/s1600-h/Image112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344930493186026082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Si0B9wOBqmI/AAAAAAAAALU/y43HZ-qSQ1k/s320/Image112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Si0B9tLKTgI/AAAAAAAAALM/CjPcHJK8Z6s/s1600-h/Image100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344930492368702978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Si0B9tLKTgI/AAAAAAAAALM/CjPcHJK8Z6s/s320/Image100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Si0B9v6_ieI/AAAAAAAAALE/uRftp3U5QDc/s1600-h/Image106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344930493106194914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Si0B9v6_ieI/AAAAAAAAALE/uRftp3U5QDc/s320/Image106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Si0B9dG79iI/AAAAAAAAAK8/tP94Y8C039c/s1600-h/Image110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344930488056018466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Si0B9dG79iI/AAAAAAAAAK8/tP94Y8C039c/s320/Image110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today had POA ICA, not say that difficult, guess studying really works=D before that went to library to study POA, didn't really study there, cos last min dont really work for me. hahah! so i camwhored a lil with KOANNA. guess what? heshun thought Joanna's surname is KOH-.- cos KOANNA, really made me laugh! hahahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tmr's got stats ica, i'm going to study ltr, kinda tired, dont really feel like studying :PpP i'm tired tired tired! i wanna slp slp slp!&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/3584773850085928607-4592481282452898217?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/4592481282452898217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-had-poa-ica-not-say-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/4592481282452898217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/4592481282452898217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-had-poa-ica-not-say-that.html' title=''/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Si0B9wOBqmI/AAAAAAAAALU/y43HZ-qSQ1k/s72-c/Image112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-5574464694437611688</id><published>2009-06-06T12:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:37:48.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad day?good day?</title><content type='html'>ytd went to POA make up class in th morning. supposed to meet up with keith, but he walked str. past me to blk C without seeing me. OMG. LOL!. but i bumped into James, he wanted to go home de lo! i asked him to go POA  class. dont be so lazy. hahaha! and he went. yup. terrill joined us in class aft that. saw Agatha agn. ! my new girlf. anw. aft class went to eat with th guys. was thinking whether to meet ern2 anot cos i wasnt feeling well. yea. we met up, but i kept going to th toilet to vomit! so we didn't stayed too long. we went to daiso. i bought many many things. a card to make smth nice for jean &amp;amp; some stuffs to pack my room up, a file, miso soup, crackers &amp;amp; a packet of drinks. hahah! yeah. thn went home, sis's friends came over for some discussion over how sis's bday should be like etc. yeah. they left about 10. sis &amp;amp; bf sent them home. hahaha!. i felt like vomiting agn, so i slept like.. super early. not like th usual fridays i had. anw. off to study now for POA &amp;amp; stats! byeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-5574464694437611688?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/5574464694437611688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/06/bad-daygood-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/5574464694437611688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/5574464694437611688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/06/bad-daygood-day.html' title='bad day?good day?'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-6681208621827517676</id><published>2009-06-04T22:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:42:43.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after soooo long!</title><content type='html'>these are th overdued pics i promised to upload after going out with anna that day. hahahs. we went to buy some stuffs. yeah. and ERN2's face all th same! we kept talking &amp;amp; getting lost that day. thn we were like " eh eh! wait. not here, there." not once, not twice, but many times. 2blur queesn!. lol! meeting her tmr agn. IMM DAISO! lol! hope we wont get lost agn! lalala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifeBc8JrYI/AAAAAAAAAK0/jh5Q96mffk0/s1600-h/DSC00482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343483599428103554" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifeBc8JrYI/AAAAAAAAAK0/jh5Q96mffk0/s320/DSC00482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifeBAemPcI/AAAAAAAAAKs/f2xOOltTAkk/s1600-h/DSC00481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343483591787953602" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifeBAemPcI/AAAAAAAAAKs/f2xOOltTAkk/s320/DSC00481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifeA2NgvHI/AAAAAAAAAKk/qETEY8D4XmI/s1600-h/DSC00475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343483589031935090" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifeA2NgvHI/AAAAAAAAAKk/qETEY8D4XmI/s320/DSC00475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifeAtKxixI/AAAAAAAAAKc/hu6yYuHXuxc/s1600-h/DSC00473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343483586604534546" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifeAtKxixI/AAAAAAAAAKc/hu6yYuHXuxc/s320/DSC00473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifdvnALMDI/AAAAAAAAAKU/d3Q2VCsi0Pw/s1600-h/DSC00472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343483292891689010" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifdvnALMDI/AAAAAAAAAKU/d3Q2VCsi0Pw/s320/DSC00472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifdvTjMTvI/AAAAAAAAAKM/70EbJhC4Ops/s1600-h/DSC00471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343483287669853938" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifdvTjMTvI/AAAAAAAAAKM/70EbJhC4Ops/s320/DSC00471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifdvU1gVuI/AAAAAAAAAKE/qHgG1XrkLCU/s1600-h/DSC00469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343483288015099618" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifdvU1gVuI/AAAAAAAAAKE/qHgG1XrkLCU/s320/DSC00469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifdvBp12VI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XeDOfLllHS8/s1600-h/DSC00468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343483282865903954" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifdvBp12VI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XeDOfLllHS8/s320/DSC00468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifduzEEW_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/avTVtaDkpbY/s1600-h/DSC00467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343483278949374962" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifduzEEW_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/avTVtaDkpbY/s320/DSC00467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up, some really super duper overdued pics. looking at these pics, i really hope that i can be like them. anw, they are my cousins' children. Jayden, ZiHan &amp;amp; Charis. th little baby. it was her 1st month that day! hahahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifdIWCcCjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/HVmYq82923k/s1600-h/DSC00443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343482618322881074" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifdIWCcCjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/HVmYq82923k/s320/DSC00443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifdIFEF3AI/AAAAAAAAAJk/OOohO3OReZ4/s1600-h/DSC00442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343482613766413314" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifdIFEF3AI/AAAAAAAAAJk/OOohO3OReZ4/s320/DSC00442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifdIBADMLI/AAAAAAAAAJc/LAN6l614ZhM/s1600-h/DSC00441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343482612675719346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifdIBADMLI/AAAAAAAAAJc/LAN6l614ZhM/s320/DSC00441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifdH18TeXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wWuOJj9Rmrs/s1600-h/DSC00440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343482609707219314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifdH18TeXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wWuOJj9Rmrs/s320/DSC00440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifdHxM4wJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/8_ZFPyU7ZnA/s1600-h/DSC00439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343482608434593938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifdHxM4wJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/8_ZFPyU7ZnA/s320/DSC00439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. went to SU dragon boating &amp;amp; th general meeting. it was quite fun. yeaaa. &amp;amp;GB one camp reloaded will be up next! yay! hahahas. supposed to be one of th game masters, but changed to become a group leader. i think that'll be more fun! i cant wait to see my girlfs like.. AGN! its been sucha longgggg time since i've last saw them luhs! miss miss miss. i wanna go GB GB GB GB~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school was kinda light this week, not as hectic as before. cos today Mrs Viju cancelled th class tdy as she was sick. well well well, why is everyone sick? including me. GET WELL SOON EVERYONE. Same to Genevie^^ (ok, that was lame) yeaaaa. hmmmm! &amp;amp;today's lab lesson was alr put forward to last friday, so tdy ended like super early, we were only in sch for 1 &amp;amp; a half hour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aft class went to study with Jancy, Heshun, Yanzhi ( wang shan shan) &gt;.&lt;, Terrill, &amp;amp; yongjian. yeaaa. i finally balanced my balance sheet luhs! smart girl=) (ok. that was.. shameless). right, back to reality. we ended up telling each other some jokes luh! damn lame!.i'll post some of it here to share with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; 2 sausages were in a freezer, and sausageA said" its freeeeezing here."&amp;amp; sausageB said " omg... i didn't know you could speak". ( there's more effect when said in mandarin)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;- terrill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;there's a hospital ward, thought to be haunted, reason being? cos` every friday, there'll be a person who dies, regardless of th sickness, age etc. so th doctors &amp;amp; nurses brought along their crosses, bibles, amulets etc. with th intention to ward off whatever spirit there is. &amp;amp;guess what they saw? hahaha! .......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;THE CLEANER UNPLUGGING TH RESPIRATORY (OXYGEN THINGY) &amp;amp; PLUG IN HER VACUUM CLEANER! she thought that th oxygen thingy is useless. omg.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;-yanzhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lion was holding a birthday party, he invited centipede, tortoise and pig to his party. So, centipede, tortoise &amp;amp; pig decided to get a cake as for lion. they were discussing who to collect th cake on the day of th party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pig: i go i go i go ( super enthu).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tortoise: huh! you wanna go ah. ltr you eat th cake or you slp half way lo (sian 1/2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;centipede: thn you go lo (innocent)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pig: huh? tortoise go? he so slow. by th time he come back what time liao?( not happy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tortoise: what the hell you mean? ok luhs. centipede! you go lo. ( a lil angry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;centipede: ok lo.. i go ( still looking innocent)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;when it was all dark, late into th night, centipede was still not back.why?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cos.... SHE IS STILL WEARING SHOES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; - genevie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok luhs. got more. but you all dont expect me to put it up here right? hahaha! time to be a lil serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;POA exam is next monday, Statistics on Tuesday, Access(individual) on thursday. &amp;amp; i'm studying studying studying. mug mug mug! anyone wanna teach me stats?! lol! dear genevie here needs help!! LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. i've got class tmr, so. ciaox!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fathers'day is coming sooon. what should we get for daddy?random though. hahahas.&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/3584773850085928607-6681208621827517676?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/6681208621827517676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/06/after-soooo-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/6681208621827517676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/6681208621827517676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/06/after-soooo-long.html' title='after soooo long!'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SifeBc8JrYI/AAAAAAAAAK0/jh5Q96mffk0/s72-c/DSC00482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-7704676142533665172</id><published>2009-05-29T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:02:17.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONFUSED</title><content type='html'>its been a long day out with anna &amp;amp; i shall blog about it tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i finally plucked up some courage &amp;amp; yeah. found out smth from you. should i be happy for i still love, or should i be sad for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;contradiction..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-7704676142533665172?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/7704676142533665172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/confused.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/7704676142533665172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/7704676142533665172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/confused.html' title='CONFUSED'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-3758949584111002733</id><published>2009-05-29T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T01:27:05.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Th situation of H1N1 is getting worst, &amp;amp;Singapore has 4cases of H1N1(last updated 28th May 2009 on the news). and as you know, many people have been falling sick these few weeks, which includes myself, so, people! please take care of yourselves. its getting scary! &amp;amp;i hope that th case will end at 4, don't increase anymore. PLEASE?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-3758949584111002733?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/3758949584111002733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/3758949584111002733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/3758949584111002733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-8464146098670249403</id><published>2009-05-28T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:03:32.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can only blame myself for being stupid.</title><content type='html'>had business software application's ica today, and it totally sucks. i think i'll fail badly, cos its really bad, i've never felt so.. hm. how should i put it? it feels like i've just been beaten up. and it feels really bad. i think th phrase " the higher your expectations, the harder you'll fall" is true, but what to do but blame myself for being stupid? i really dont wish to disappoint my family. i kn0w they're always there to support me, but i told them i'll work really hard in poly to achieve good results, but why is it that i work so hard but th result seems to different from what i expected it to be? i've put in all my efforts to study ytd, i tried th practice qns, &amp;amp; i could do them. however, it just blank out today, i was on th verge of breaking into tears while doing th test just now. it really is.. just soooo difficult. save me, anyone? i swear that i'm going to work doubly hard for ica2. i called mummy aft th first part of th exam. i didn't want to cry, but when i heard her voice, i felt that i've totally let her down, i kept wiping my tears off, hoping no one will see them. sorry mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met up with vivian aft the second paper at th library, we went to lot1 for dinner+lunch, &amp;amp;accompanied her to popular to get her coloured papers for assignment &amp;amp; cotton on (body) to get her SEXY home wear. aft that went to meet jingkun. super long nv meet this bro of mine alr. i think its close to 2 years that we haven met up alr. went to sit at coffeebean for a chit chat session, soon aft, close to 8, we left as he was going to meet his girlf. goodluck bro for wooing her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received an sms from Jean just now. she says she misses me. hahas. i miss her too. we've really been busy with our own stuffs. &amp;amp; it seems hard to find a time to meet up with each other. shall meet her up during june holidays. &amp;amp;june holidays is th time for me to catch up with what i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daddy Kwok, Mummy Kwok &amp;amp; Sister Kwok&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;are my pillar of love &amp;amp; strength to continue studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Friends like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nah, enen, kt, jean &amp;amp; YH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are th people who listens &amp;amp; supports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE YOU GUYS FOR BEING THERE FOR ME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;falling leaves are like blanket at my feet, &amp;amp; i miss you like crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-8464146098670249403?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/8464146098670249403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/can-only-blame-myself-for-being-stupid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/8464146098670249403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/8464146098670249403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/can-only-blame-myself-for-being-stupid.html' title='can only blame myself for being stupid.'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-1304414336733899526</id><published>2009-05-27T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:11:13.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere over the rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sh1QZ22rI1I/AAAAAAAAADs/5Pluun62lSI/s1600-h/P5252329+(Medium).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340513138283062098" style="WIDTH: 427px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sh1QZ22rI1I/AAAAAAAAADs/5Pluun62lSI/s320/P5252329+(Medium).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS SISTER SIAOPEH FOR OFFICIALLY GRADUATING FROM NYP, 25th MAY 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is the only picture in my comp for my sister's graduation though, grats uh? wonder when will it be my turn? 3yrs down? the modules are kinda difficult, actually, that day when they were saying, "3 more yrs and its your turn", i was feeling chivers down my spine, is it really going to be 3yrs? or more? i really hope i dont disappoint. i'm really scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;there's reason to why i titled today's post "somewhere over the rainbow". how good will it be, if this is a world without politics? how good will it be, if this is a world without exams?oh, but nothing is perfect though. well, to someone who smsed me tdy, fret not, i'll not bring my personal feelings into our proj &amp;amp; i'm still willing to work with you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm meeting enen this friday! we shall go&amp;amp; eat th dessert ok? "wo yao chi hao chi de" hahahas! anw, hope there'll be things to buy, so we dont have to make a second trip. cos exams are coming up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there's computer software app(CSA) exams tmr, its pair work, plus a lil' bit of individual theory. i'm scared, cos there's a whole lot of things that i dont know. i really wish to do well. have been practicing on my own, not to self-praise, but practicing really kinda improve a lil' bit more of my knowledge on CSA. hopefully my partner kn0ws a more &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;p&gt;overdued pics with Nah&amp;amp;enen. &amp;amp; the food which which settled our 2 meals HAHAHA. OMG.random pictures of us. so long nv take neoprints alr. &amp;amp; we're satisfied with twitting that day. 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HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sh1UynO7ShI/AAAAAAAAAGU/atuQJDeG34I/s320/11" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sh1U9W7loxI/AAAAAAAAAHM/0PtMOdL7B-U/s1600-h/18"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340518146235540242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sh1U9W7loxI/AAAAAAAAAHM/0PtMOdL7B-U/s320/18" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-1304414336733899526?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/1304414336733899526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/somewhere-over-rainbow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/1304414336733899526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/1304414336733899526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/somewhere-over-rainbow.html' title='Somewhere over the rainbow'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sh1QZ22rI1I/AAAAAAAAADs/5Pluun62lSI/s72-c/P5252329+(Medium).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-1378466766021133231</id><published>2009-05-20T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:09:08.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy oh Boy.</title><content type='html'>I'm seriously sick. i fucking hate it. sick sick sick. no mood to do anything. coughing like mad, freeflow one seh. mygod. tons of homework to do. super big headache. im seriously getting sick of poly life, so many politics, and you. stop thinking you're always right, today still g0t th guts to talk to me. HAHAHA. since u've complained about me, dont act like you're innocent dude. come on, you're a guy, act like one can? anw, dont wish to talk about him anymore. i've lost trust, why is it that poly life is like that? it didn't used to be like that in secondary sch. i miss sec sch so much. can i ever get back thr? i've g0tta be stronger. today, ended sch so late, otherwise i could have went to eat with nah &amp;amp; catch up with her, i've g0t tons of things to tell her man!. Joanna &amp;amp; KT. i miss u girls much to. seriously miss th times when we voice out all our unhappiness. not like people now=( shit life, fuck life, oh, 3yrs.. please fly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-1378466766021133231?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/1378466766021133231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/boy-oh-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/1378466766021133231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/1378466766021133231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/boy-oh-boy.html' title='Boy oh Boy.'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-5876725452414881564</id><published>2009-05-19T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:59:56.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fucking pissed off by you(1)(2)</title><content type='html'>this post is DEDICATED to 2people. hopefully you'll know who you are=) Well, it all started when you(1) decided to stop hanging out with us, i seriously dont know why, everytime we wait for you then you'll somehow disappear after awhile, its okay. We dont need you. You(2) always thinks you're right, why you have to insist that your ans is always right? if your ans&amp;amp; ideas are soooooo good, u wouldn't be here dude, you're not so smart.  since you're so great... ah-huh, and then go &amp;amp; do th work ALL BY YOURSELF. i dont hate you(1), i seriously dont, i really treat you as a friend, but since u decided to side that GUY, thn go ahead, i dont need a friend like you who talks behind my back. To think that the first time you stop meeting us in the morning, i still ask J&amp;amp;V if its something that we said which made you angry, i tried pulling you back, but you yourself wanna drift away from us. So be it, ok? Well, stop acting like you're so close to me when you want to talk behind me, i thought u were some goody person, but that seems to be th total opp case? why cant we have world peace? you started this first, dont blame me for being heartless to you, i'm not going to tolerate any nonsense from anyone who talks behind my back. for you(2), look, get this straight in your head, i'm not the only one who dont like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you(1), IF, you really want to be my friend, come &amp;amp; tell me what you've said behind my back, apologise to me, i'll forgive you, hope you'll change, cos i dont want to lose a friend. If you wish to continue our relationship like that, go ahead, i'm fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you(2), COME ON, i dont blame you for being rich, but please stop acting like you're so smart that no one can be smarter, if you're so smart, you'd have continued with your Alevel course, you wouldn't have came here, group proj is GROUP proj cos you have to do in a grp, not do the whole thing by yourself and ask others if they wanna change anything. worst is, when others wanna change, you'll say that they're wrong. you're bringing the wrong attitude into poly life dude. Change before its too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you're th one i'm talking about, you can ask me, i'll tell you if its you. oh, btw, if you wanna talk behind me, please talk in private, otherwise, tell me straight in the face ok? thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-5876725452414881564?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/5876725452414881564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/fucking-pissed-off-by-you12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/5876725452414881564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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marketing proj works on wed. thanks JAMES. owe u one. g0nna have a good night slp and tmr's g0t sch. goodnight everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                       &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;genevie is superrrrrrrrrrrr tired.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;我和你的错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;就是舍不得放手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;伤害你的我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;早就应该让你自由&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;知道我以后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;需要一直往前走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;也许是越在乎越&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;会彼此的伤害&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;这样的爱情又算是什么&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;爱不在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;应该让自己从回忆中离开&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;爱不在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;我们都已不存在彼此未来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;有时候对爱有太深太多倚赖&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;好像你失去在这世界&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;还能够独单的自由&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;是曾经有的梦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;现在只剩一场空&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;心里好多疑问&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;你忘了你的承诺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;伤了自已也没有用&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;眼泪无言的流下来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;迟早还是要面对&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;这段感情的伤痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;是因为越在乎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;给彼此伤害更多&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;有了距离以后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;看不透的你和我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;爱不在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;应该让自己从回忆中离开&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;爱不在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;我们都已不存在彼此未来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;有时候对你还是会有关怀&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;可是心里已经太明白不是爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;爱不在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;应该让自己从回忆中离开&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;爱不在我们都已不存在彼此未来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;有时候不管对爱有多少的倚赖&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;就算再不愿意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;再伤心我明白&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;我们只能放手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;爱不在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;is our love really gone,B? i miss you, &amp;amp; i really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok! It seriously is KILLING me. i'm still doing my Computer Software Applications. it's really hard, super tired and i've only completed 1 qn, 1 more to go. i met nah @ 230pm tdy in sch agn. hahas. went to AMK hub, Grace acc me from 150 till then, cos nah haven ended yet, haas. thanks ah Gracey. hms. we were supposedly meeting yixin, but end up she g0t a l0t of homework, so didn't come. joanna-enen came instead^^ she was DYING to get out of her house, hor en2? hahas. we headed to ichiban sushi for lunch, super full, guess th 20odd bucks was worth it. &amp;amp;guess what? we went to take neoprints! omg! hahas. its been sucha longggggg time since i last stepped into a neoprint machine? LOL! but th pictures are quite nice k. Finally met up with enen alr, shall meet up soon with kt alright? 4of us needs a good break. hahahas. nah&amp;amp;enen acc me back t sch for th SU briefing, aft that went home, th stupid train broke down in th middle of nowhere, so we couldn't board any train home, ended up taking to city hall from th other side, and took th green line home, alighted @ clementi, took a bus home with enen, we will meet up again next week=)) photos will be up when nah sends me. Byeee^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-1373854636826258?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/1373854636826258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/hectic-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/1373854636826258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/1373854636826258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/hectic-day.html' title='HECTIC DAY'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-8338631326435972357</id><published>2009-05-11T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:00:04.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Blues.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;is it really a routine to miss you, B? many have been telling me to give up, should i give you up and find someone who really loves me? i dont know, i love you so. i've been listening to David Archuleta's A Little Too Not Over You th whole time i was in th train this morning, and it reminded me of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It never crossed my mind at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's what i told myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What we had has come&amp;amp;gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're better off with someone else&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's for th best, i know it is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But i see you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes i try to hide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What i feel inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And i turn around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're with him now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just cant figure it out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me why,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're so hard to forget&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont remind me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not over it,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell me why,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just cant seem to face th truth,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm just a little too not over you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Memories&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Supposed to fade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's wrong with my heart?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shake it off, let it go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Didn't think it be this hard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should be strong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moving on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I see you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes I try to hide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What I feel inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I turn around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're with him now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just can't figure it out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me why&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're so hard to forget&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't remind me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not over it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me why&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't seem to face the truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm just a little too not over you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe I regret&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything I said&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No way to take it all back, yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I'm on my own&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How I let you go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;As usual, went to sch, blah, we went to junction8 tdy, haas. cos 2hr break. Aft sch we actually played hotel626, its freaking scary luhs (nightmares tnight), but it seems like i'm th only one who's scared, vernon grabbed my leg luhs. XIA SI REN man. i met up with ahneh @ 645, supposed to meet her at 6pm de. but she was held back by her lecturer o.O we headed off to westmall for dinner soon aft, and acc her to popular to get her sketchbk&amp;amp; harvey norman to buy her mp3, she bought a grey creative mozaic. looks cute luhs. headed home. Ron text me to see if i wanna meet him tmr. should i? haas. 6ley. Ron ah.. sorry if i nv meet you k. cos tired ah. hahas! tired tired more tired. hm! saw a super funny pic of ahneh on her blog. her twittings never fail to make me laugh. 8yrs of friendship &amp;amp; still counting on!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SggvTzqEADI/AAAAAAAAADU/vIz9IX-293c/s1600-h/funny+neh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334565775951003698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SggvTzqEADI/AAAAAAAAADU/vIz9IX-293c/s320/funny+neh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-8338631326435972357?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/8338631326435972357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday-blues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/8338631326435972357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/8338631326435972357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday-blues.html' title='Monday Blues.'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SggvTzqEADI/AAAAAAAAADU/vIz9IX-293c/s72-c/funny+neh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-8491448604494070958</id><published>2009-05-10T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:43:14.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers' Day.</title><content type='html'>If one day, you drove past a bus stop, and you see 3ppl there, &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) an old lady who looks like she's dying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) a person who once saved your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) a person you'd been wishing to be your life time partner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but.. you can only give one person a ride, who will it be? The ans given was as follow:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pass th lifesaver th carkeys and let him drive th old lady to th hospital while staying behind to wait for th bus with my lifetime partner. INTERESTING hur? a inspiring mail to start my day, so i decided to share it with you guys. Today didn't do much, just tidied up my room a lil, finished th stats homework and did some housework before heading to west coast plaza for dinner with my family^^ actually th purpose of going there is to eat at waffles cottage, th waffles there are really nice yea. haas, since we needed a proper meal, so we decided to eat at thai express. i wanted CRAYFISH beehoon, but since it was mothers' day, th menu was thus different from th usual one. WHY? hahahah! so i had green curry chicken instead. hmm. reached home about 930 just now, changed my bedsheet, new blanket ! yay!. hahahas. bet i'll have a sweet dream tonight^^anw. it's school agn tmr. meet ahnahnah tmr to go home tgt, wonder if kt will join us too? haas.i sure miss sec sch alot, esp nah, kt, joanna-enen, jeanwifey, yhlove. though i've been meeting up with nah&amp;amp;kt, but its different from when we used to spend every morning in th parade sq chit chatting, recesses eatting EGGS, and aft sch lunch tgt. I miss all of u man. i smsed jeanlove last night, telling her i miss her, it has been a long while since we sat down for a proper chat aft i started sch, its her olvls yr. I MISS YOU GIRLS lots. hoping that we'll be able to meet up soon. very long never see en2 alr. wonder how are u. haas! i was chatting with Ben ytd, quite suprised he'll talk to me. we've been wanting to meet for dinner bef0re i start sch luhs, haas, until now. BEN NG E.K. its all your fault k, cos u always slp &amp;amp; slp. better meet for dinner bef0re u start work ah. lol! SMILES ( our fav quote) haas. well well well, we'll see h0w ah. haas. gdnight everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SgbneoY1IWI/AAAAAAAAADE/gB18ZNhYde4/s1600-h/P3302043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334205322090586466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SgbneoY1IWI/AAAAAAAAADE/gB18ZNhYde4/s320/P3302043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SgbnezHveFI/AAAAAAAAADM/uHyHX85zVoQ/s1600-h/friends2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334205324971702354" style="WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SgbnezHveFI/AAAAAAAAADM/uHyHX85zVoQ/s320/friends2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-8491448604494070958?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/8491448604494070958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/8491448604494070958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/8491448604494070958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mothers&apos; Day.'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SgbneoY1IWI/AAAAAAAAADE/gB18ZNhYde4/s72-c/P3302043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-4041245793138545468</id><published>2009-05-09T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T13:54:08.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY MUMMY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you know that its a torture to think of you every night? it's been close to 3mths, &amp;amp;every night, without fail, you'd appear in my mind, B, its really a torture, i miss you so much, i've got lots and lots of things to tell you. Do you feel th same? th way you looked at me, seems like just ytd. *sigh* never mind. i'm really tired, i'm still carrying hopes that you'd be mine again, one day. You told me you still love me, thn why did you have to leave?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;yesterday went to celebrate mothers' day with my family, in between, a lil unhappy things happened, but we still made up ^^ HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY MUMMY! i love you. This is dedicated to you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When i was 1, you taught me how to walk, i stumbled, and fell, you picked me up and said " my precious child, you can do it"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When i was 7, i had an accident, i cried in pain, you held me and said " my precious child, you can overcome it"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When i was 12, i felt stressed up cos' i was having my PSLE, you held me and said " my precious child, dont be, cos' i have faith in you"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When i was 14, i felt tied up and wanted freedom, i was led astray, you cried and said, " my precious child, turn back, dont go th wrong path."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Now, that i'm 17, i wanna tell you. Ma, no matter what happens, from this day and forth, i will listen to you and be a good girl, i won't hurt you and make you sad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;anymore. HAPPY MOTHERS' day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SgUZyq5nOTI/AAAAAAAAAC8/tEjDFlILYys/s1600-h/P4262139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333697691990309170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SgUZyq5nOTI/AAAAAAAAAC8/tEjDFlILYys/s320/P4262139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ytd's dinner was great, and since pics are still in th camera, and as usual, Genevie is lazy, so it'll be uploaded at a later date. hahahas^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-4041245793138545468?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/4041245793138545468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/4041245793138545468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/4041245793138545468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/tired.html' title='HAPPY MOTHERS&apos; DAY MUMMY'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SgUZyq5nOTI/AAAAAAAAAC8/tEjDFlILYys/s72-c/P4262139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-1323336020732226037</id><published>2009-05-06T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:21:20.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JAMES</title><content type='html'>this is not about st james power station or whatever k. its about a guy called JAMES! lol! actually i dont kn0w him that well either, but he's a classmate. he's those kinda like to disturb ppl one also. i seriously dont kn0w what to blog =X haas! k luhs. help him promote, he can help u fix your comps/ or laptops if it breaksdown( not cursing you that it does, just an info) hahas! idk how much he charges luhs. LOL! anw. JAMES, be more hyper in class luhs. we're all friendly ppl. not as if we will eat you up k. you this kukunehneh. (oops, image is impt) yeah. think thats all i wanna say? hahahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: is he ask me blog one hor! lols. dont get th wrong idea ppl^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-1323336020732226037?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/1323336020732226037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/james.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/1323336020732226037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/1323336020732226037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/james.html' title='JAMES'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-6324791204026860496</id><published>2009-05-05T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:12:47.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>getting irritated</title><content type='html'>is it th weather? or is it just me? realise that i get irritated easily this few days. feel like slapping myself for it. Anw, maybe its just th lack of slp. several ppl have mentioned to me that my dark circles are getting obvious now. haas. btw, have anyone of you realised that there're some ppl around you who are very irritating? i admit i do irritate ppl at times, but these ppl irritate ppl at th wrong time? why wrong time? for e.g, you've alr told him/her that you're busy with your work, yet he/she continues asking you questions, after a while, when he/she finally gets it, th worst thing is that he/she says " ok, i shall sms you." Sounds ridiculous, doesn't it? hur? You're alr busy with your work, cant chat on msn, then what for he/she sms you. make sense? ok, quit talking about this and back to sch. Today one whole day tutorial, all was ok, except for th freaking macroE. its super boring. And while we had th 2hr break, th few of us decided to head to th library aft lunch as we still had 1 hr to go, plus they haven completed their work. &amp;amp;since KOANNA &amp;amp; i have g0t nth to do, we decided to camwhore a lil. which i think we took about 40plus pics in 10 mins? or so? hahas! funny hur. Vernon joined in a bit, while yanzhi went off halfway to look for his friend. hahas. here are th photos, uploaded th 5snapshots. supposed to have 20, but i cant seem to click th upload pic icon, so they'll be up tmr=))&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SgBjl-r2clI/AAAAAAAAACU/8Z3-_Dv0hag/s1600-h/Image48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332371462939898450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SgBjl-r2clI/AAAAAAAAACU/8Z3-_Dv0hag/s320/Image48.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SgBjmJSYIMI/AAAAAAAAACc/q1upns1dfVo/s1600-h/Image49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332371465785843906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SgBjmJSYIMI/AAAAAAAAACc/q1upns1dfVo/s320/Image49.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SgBjmZU-zRI/AAAAAAAAACk/wA2aHk7Q31k/s1600-h/Image50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332371470091734290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SgBjmZU-zRI/AAAAAAAAACk/wA2aHk7Q31k/s320/Image50.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SgBjmgV4KII/AAAAAAAAACs/tk_dJ4wiNPI/s1600-h/Image51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332371471974541442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SgBjmgV4KII/AAAAAAAAACs/tk_dJ4wiNPI/s320/Image51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SgBjmtPqZCI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ojmf3PbZjNk/s1600-h/Image52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332371475438134306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SgBjmtPqZCI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ojmf3PbZjNk/s320/Image52.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok! i know i look retarded! but its fun! shall be back with more tmr! goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-6324791204026860496?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/6324791204026860496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/getting-irritated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/6324791204026860496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/6324791204026860496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/getting-irritated.html' title='getting irritated'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SgBjl-r2clI/AAAAAAAAACU/8Z3-_Dv0hag/s72-c/Image48.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-5732922069750780211</id><published>2009-05-03T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:28:57.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOPPING!</title><content type='html'>Today was a long day, first went t th confuscious or confusious ( however his name is spelt) temple, aft that headed to bugis thr to th  guanyin temple to pray, shortly aft that, went to pick wugugu( 5th aunt) up, and.. off we went to town for shopping. bought quite a number of stuffs tday. thanks to mum&amp;amp; sis&amp;amp; wugugu. as you can see, my pink sch bag got one tiny hole, th school bks are sooooo heavy, so i dont wanna spoil my pink bagpack. its my fav you know! haas. &amp;amp;since i needed a laptop bag too, wugugu bought 1 for me. while sis bought a bag for me. oh yea. before that we headed to this cafe at paragon's basement for "high-tea", gugu brought us thr for some cakes. nice siah! next time wanna go again. hahas! thn aft tt we went to robinsons @ centre point, bought some bedsets. haas. total up to about 600plus aft discount, thn 400plus aft gugu's 200bucks voucher. woahs. mummy bought a pair of sandals, and a pair of slip ons for work &amp;amp; going out respectively. gugu bought a pillow &amp;amp; a towel. hoho! shopping day. Daddy came to pick us up and dinner was at th "big car park" ( what we call, cos it's used to park big vehicles), th food thr not bad ah. haas! on th way home, we saw a car accident near HSS thr, beside th mosque. so scary, i always get th chivers when i see accidents, cos i had one when i was p1. omg.( goosebumps) so..home sweet home aft dropping wugugu off below her block. tmr got sch. so i'm g0nna slp soooon!^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-5732922069750780211?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/5732922069750780211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/5732922069750780211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/5732922069750780211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/shopping.html' title='SHOPPING!'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-4062727107567909606</id><published>2009-05-02T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T02:07:50.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's not much to blog about today. was supposed to meet ron tdy, but he had to go back to camp for dont kn0w what thing, so i slept in till about 4, mummy kept coming in&amp;amp; try to wake me up, i was too tired to leave my bed. i'm chatting with Grace-ace &amp;amp; squirrel thew now. initially they were quite fierce luhs. scary their poor vievie. LOL. we're still chatting now, th difference between th convo tdy &amp;amp; th past few days is that they are so serious. OMG, like, seriously serious. tmr night going out with my family for some oldies' concert (yay!) , you must be wondering why im going for it, cos i must admit i do love all th hokkien oldies. they're nice, not like th chinese pop songs, cos you'd get tired of it very soon, trust me ppl, you should try listening to those hokkien oldies, they're sentimental &amp;amp; th lyrics makes a great deal of sense =) so.. i guess i'll not be updating tmr till sunday?^^shall do my homeworks tmr cos sunday will be a busy day. will be going to a few temples with my family &amp;amp; fifth aunt ( fit fit aunty as what my sis's boyf calls her cos my aunt quite fit, cool hor^^) thn aft that going to robinson's to shop with them. double yays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-4062727107567909606?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/4062727107567909606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/theres-not-much-to-blog-about-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/4062727107567909606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/4062727107567909606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/05/theres-not-much-to-blog-about-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-4561369279397246758</id><published>2009-05-01T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:23:58.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, no sch tmr!!!</title><content type='html'>ALOHA! tdy's thurs &amp;amp; there's no sch on fridays for me! hooray! had software applications tdy,&amp;amp;its freaking boring man! zhen de shi bu hui boring man! seriously didn't understand what teddy woo was saying, i totally didn't follow, same goes with yanzhi. we kept asking matthew, junjie what to do, and while plugging in th bluetooth, i banged my head agnst th computer table, &amp;amp;JJ, squirrel thew&amp;amp; yanzhi laugh. (how evil can guys get). i think i didn't follow th lesson cos my mind was wandering off somewhere into th cyber world. haas. aft that went to town with Grace, squirrel thew &amp;amp; ben. haas. ben lost his wallet aft we went to get grace's&amp;amp; my bracelet. panicked !! omg. so we decided to go back to th Marriot hotel where Ben went to th toilet, cos we suspected that it was there, haas, so there it was. Happy le hor Ben? Aft tt went to play L4D with VivianNahNah &amp;amp; Kaiting sister, &amp;amp;HJ &amp;amp;co. so fun man! didn't had enough, but had to go home.. so.. off i went, ahnah&amp;amp;kt acc me to th bus stop, we chit chatted awhile, quite long didn't talk about all these le. haas. shall go out soon agn ok?^^ tmr going to meet ron, wonder if it'll be boring with only th 2 of us. haas. shall blog agn tmr! gdnight people!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-4561369279397246758?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/4561369279397246758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/04/thursday-no-sch-tmr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/4561369279397246758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/4561369279397246758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/04/thursday-no-sch-tmr.html' title='Thursday, no sch tmr!!!'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-1954287015861643996</id><published>2009-04-29T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T19:03:02.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated Birthday Daddy=))</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SfgwKT-AzVI/AAAAAAAAACI/6UcT-O5AWKo/s1600-h/P4262172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330063112710180178" style="WIDTH: 320px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SfgueGQPPZI/AAAAAAAAABg/dBnrBJ8XR7c/s320/P4262134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SfgudRq_GCI/AAAAAAAAABI/1ia5aPo_iDc/s1600-h/P4262129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330061239487764514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SfgudRq_GCI/AAAAAAAAABI/1ia5aPo_iDc/s320/P4262129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SfgudvBbhnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/XVLKabKUL5E/s1600-h/P4262132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330061247366530674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SfgudvBbhnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/XVLKabKUL5E/s320/P4262132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SfgudN8lSZI/AAAAAAAAABA/eIAqkRgWmm8/s1600-h/P4262128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330061238487828882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SfgudN8lSZI/AAAAAAAAABA/eIAqkRgWmm8/s320/P4262128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first up today is about my dad's birthday which was on th 27th of April=) Well, first of all, talk about my daddy, he's one fierce man, i do respect him, just that sometimes he scolds me &amp;amp; i will retaliate, its not nice, it really isn't. Even though he doesn't read my blog, i still want to apologise for my stupidity to him here^^ We went to eat on sunday at some restaurant at marina bay. hoho. there were Daddy, Mummy, jiejie, her boyf(Ian), and ME! Actually aft dinner we planned to go to waffles cottage @ west coast plaza for some desserts, which was waffles of course, th waffles there damn nice k! must try^^ but.. it was sold out alr, so we went for some coffee @ coffeebean instead, took some pics, chit chatted a lil. hahas. Then on monday itself, we cut th cakes &amp;amp; more pictures. hahas! shall let th pictures  above do th talking^^ more pics will be up tmr, cos blogger kinda lag. hoho. sch tdy not bad. stomachache tdy morning, pain like shit, &amp;amp;huiyun said i look kinda pale. falling sick sooon i guess -.- anw, tdy only g0t 1lecture&amp;amp;1 tutorial, but aft tt g0t th dont kn0w what marketing day. they told us about this competition, so my class decided to take part, most ppl did i guess? haas, i'll be teaming with Jancy, Ayu, Keith and Boova ( i dont kn0w if i spelt her name correctly though). yups. Hello new grpmates! hope we'll win th competition^^ hoho.&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/3584773850085928607-1954287015861643996?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/1954287015861643996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-belated-birthday-daddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/1954287015861643996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/1954287015861643996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-belated-birthday-daddy.html' title='Happy Belated Birthday Daddy=))'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SfgwKT-AzVI/AAAAAAAAACI/6UcT-O5AWKo/s72-c/P4262172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-8930148573475527627</id><published>2009-04-28T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:16:54.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Fact is, i've got many blogs alr, but i was lazy to update them, so i didn't touch them for quite some time. &amp;amp;now, i've forgotten those passwords, hence, here comes my new blog. Special credits to Grace for helping me out with this blog, its not done yet yea? I want my florals !! haas. Anw, sch have started for 1week plus alr, classmates are nice, seriously nice. hms. Like many of them have said, it feels that i've known them for a period of time alr. We talk about anything under th sun, like serious, anything. Well, have never had a class that's so open &amp;amp; fun like that, most coincidental thing is, Valarie&amp;amp; Herbin are friends. Speaking of Herbin, i miss Jeanniewifey so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SfbwDX0t7OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oJ0X4tDSro/s1600-h/jean%26zy4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329711149764963554" style="WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SfbwDX0t7OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oJ0X4tDSro/s320/jean%26zy4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she's always here^^ she's soooo busy with her sch luhs. I know sch means everything to you lovely=) i'll just wait PATIENTLY while you find some time to meet me up for dinner! haas! Alright, back to sch. i sure like this class alot man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JOANNA&lt;/span&gt; - she's funny &amp;amp; like me, she loves taking pics, its addictive, isn't it, Joanna? =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AYU&lt;/span&gt; - she's a malay, but we can click with Jancy yea?i thought she ahlian siahs. she definitely look like a chinese! OMG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JANCY&lt;/span&gt; - she's an indian, but she's modern ok? she g0t super long lashes (p.s. she likes to pinch my face whenever i say smth funny. T_T)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GRACE&lt;/span&gt; - she's always laughing with me, we cant sit tgt, sure laugh &amp;amp; laugh, thn never finish our food. hoho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VALARIE&lt;/span&gt; - she's like me too, loves to lead, strong leadership skills &amp;amp; she looks kinda fierce though she's not ^^ hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MATTHEW&lt;/span&gt; - omg, this guy, cant stop making Grace &amp;amp; I laugh lo. stupid matthew, he's making me "FAMOUS", free publicity hor matt?=X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YANZHI&lt;/span&gt; - missy yanzhi, this name originated from me when i saw his pic @ grace's blog, damn funny. shall not publish here, cos ltr ppl really thought he gay man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KEITH&lt;/span&gt; - always say this few things " BU HUI LEI MAN", "how about no?", or.."ah-huh.. and then" typical himbo, ppl who wanna learn, do look for him=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are more fun ppl. shall blog about them next time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this post is too long! shall post tmr about daddy's birthday, cos picture not uploaded yet^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-8930148573475527627?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/8930148573475527627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/8930148573475527627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/8930148573475527627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-post.html' title='First post.'/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/SfbwDX0t7OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oJ0X4tDSro/s72-c/jean%26zy4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3584773850085928607.post-7690998174601652133</id><published>2009-04-28T13:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:07:50.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3584773850085928607-7690998174601652133?l=socalled-genevie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/feeds/7690998174601652133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/04/lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/7690998174601652133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3584773850085928607/posts/default/7690998174601652133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socalled-genevie.blogspot.com/2009/04/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>ziya-genevie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01067836778889801106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jljjzyInxJM/Sfb3LKRo58I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UFAmFfqdyUA/S220/P4262133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
