<?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-2437459728627373084</id><updated>2011-08-20T00:38:49.328-07:00</updated><category term='f'/><title type='text'>SsAarRaAhH</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-7556925324275305214</id><published>2010-01-04T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T08:16:16.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Illness</title><content type='html'>What is the diagnosis when you feel even like vomiting that bit you consume for the day...&lt;br /&gt;Feeling dizzy even when you rested..&lt;br /&gt;When nosebleed just comes and go when it feels like it.&lt;br /&gt;When your stomach feels so weird that its like churning.. Maybe too hungry..?&lt;br /&gt;Feverish and weird....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt want it.. To take medical leave and add on others workload..&lt;br /&gt;But think I really need a doc to cure me...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-7556925324275305214?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/7556925324275305214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=7556925324275305214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/7556925324275305214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/7556925324275305214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2010/01/weird-illness.html' title='Weird Illness'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-4058973517284205547</id><published>2010-01-04T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T08:12:45.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tearful Christmas Night</title><content type='html'>Crying my hearts out on a beautiful Christmas night&lt;br /&gt;Over at the counter, over at back office, over at the locker.&lt;br /&gt;In the Taxi, In my room, In my living room and on my bed..&lt;br /&gt;How worse can that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you used to celebrate with everyone at church..&lt;br /&gt;When rethink how you spent it in the past with a group of friends coming over at your house for a movie and cam-whoring...&lt;br /&gt;When you feel like having you loved ones by your side having a veryvery simple meal..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-4058973517284205547?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/4058973517284205547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=4058973517284205547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/4058973517284205547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/4058973517284205547'/><link 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-8159234170746122369?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/8159234170746122369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=8159234170746122369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/8159234170746122369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/8159234170746122369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='勇敢一点'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-457533804544625223</id><published>2009-08-11T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T10:13:34.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Tranport tool in Butterworth</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/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGjcFhgifI/AAAAAAAAAdc/jU8sNQK-JsU/s1600-h/DSC03987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGjcFhgifI/AAAAAAAAAdc/jU8sNQK-JsU/s320/DSC03987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368751933716728306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Entrance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGjbx-dykI/AAAAAAAAAdU/KuTEzBImETs/s1600-h/DSC03983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGjbx-dykI/AAAAAAAAAdU/KuTEzBImETs/s320/DSC03983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368751928469473858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kind of boat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGjbgEpSBI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ejOLZh-TO-g/s1600-h/DSC03980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGjbgEpSBI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ejOLZh-TO-g/s320/DSC03980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368751923663554578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It transports Cars and their Owners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGjbBAmNEI/AAAAAAAAAdE/p23IOnV8dBw/s1600-h/DSC03974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGjbBAmNEI/AAAAAAAAAdE/p23IOnV8dBw/s320/DSC03974.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368751915325076546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't see this in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGjawVZmtI/AAAAAAAAAc8/xc6pzcqzDKI/s1600-h/DSC03972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGjawVZmtI/AAAAAAAAAc8/xc6pzcqzDKI/s320/DSC03972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368751910848928466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for passengers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the boat that transports us from butterworth to penang.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting experience... Its a veryvery short ride only..&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/2437459728627373084-457533804544625223?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/457533804544625223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=457533804544625223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/457533804544625223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/457533804544625223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/08/interesting-tranport-tool-in.html' title='Interesting Tranport tool in Butterworth'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGjcFhgifI/AAAAAAAAAdc/jU8sNQK-JsU/s72-c/DSC03987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-6003381175248981157</id><published>2009-08-11T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T09:53:23.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Issac, Zac, Woof-woof</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did'nt really post about Issac before.. Hahaa&lt;br /&gt;Cause no photos allowed to show..&lt;br /&gt;But don't think he will know.&lt;br /&gt;Haaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGffnsXo5I/AAAAAAAAAcs/PSA2jRwPU9U/s1600-h/DSC03966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGffnsXo5I/AAAAAAAAAcs/PSA2jRwPU9U/s320/DSC03966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368747596382184338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Doggie.. Woof woof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGffK_qCLI/AAAAAAAAAcc/4bNzktYYMGY/s1600-h/DSC03955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGffK_qCLI/AAAAAAAAAcc/4bNzktYYMGY/s320/DSC03955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368747588678453426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you order?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGfgIpLyiI/AAAAAAAAAc0/CADHWJFwkaY/s1600-h/DSC03963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGfgIpLyiI/AAAAAAAAAc0/CADHWJFwkaY/s320/DSC03963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368747605227194914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That a lot!! But almost all are his favourites..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGffQiPfsI/AAAAAAAAAck/u8QvZ39Ufe8/s1600-h/DSC03961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGffQiPfsI/AAAAAAAAAck/u8QvZ39Ufe8/s320/DSC03961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368747590165692098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this.. I want to eat this in China..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone's missing --- Stella and Daddy&lt;br /&gt;Dont even remember why..&lt;br /&gt;1 year plus ago le...&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/2437459728627373084-6003381175248981157?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/6003381175248981157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=6003381175248981157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/6003381175248981157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/6003381175248981157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/08/issac-zac-woof-woof.html' title='Issac, Zac, Woof-woof'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGffnsXo5I/AAAAAAAAAcs/PSA2jRwPU9U/s72-c/DSC03966.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-8062055733733969932</id><published>2009-08-11T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T09:28:38.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Images of Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGa9BO4HYI/AAAAAAAAAcU/mn61mofECxI/s1600-h/DSC03893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGa9BO4HYI/AAAAAAAAAcU/mn61mofECxI/s320/DSC03893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368742603895872898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing in Images of Singapore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGZk66X7zI/AAAAAAAAAcM/dcXW36GNtJ8/s1600-h/DSC03935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGZk66X7zI/AAAAAAAAAcM/dcXW36GNtJ8/s320/DSC03935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368741090370776882" 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/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGZkbNMtzI/AAAAAAAAAb8/hUwGQfgtgSY/s1600-h/DSC03929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGZkbNMtzI/AAAAAAAAAb8/hUwGQfgtgSY/s320/DSC03929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368741081859798834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-8062055733733969932?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/8062055733733969932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=8062055733733969932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/8062055733733969932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/8062055733733969932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/08/images-of-singapore.html' title='Images of Singapore'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGa9BO4HYI/AAAAAAAAAcU/mn61mofECxI/s72-c/DSC03893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-4797919134490541731</id><published>2009-08-11T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T09:11:08.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cello</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGSEK3yAdI/AAAAAAAAAbs/mxUxcLrnIeo/s1600-h/DSC03724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGSEK3yAdI/AAAAAAAAAbs/mxUxcLrnIeo/s320/DSC03724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368732831137792466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The instrument that captivated my attention.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was not born a talent in music. I was chased out of orchestra once with an instructor that commented that I am the cockroach in the simmering pot of porridge. Haha it impacted me so much that I remembered it till now. So it tells one to take note not to make ugly comments especially to the younger ones cause you never know how it affects them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often people asked me if i am carrying a guitar around.&lt;br /&gt;Erm, in a certain extent it may look like one in its carrier.&lt;br /&gt;However, it stretches from my ankle to my head when carrying it..&lt;br /&gt;So i believe there is no guitar so huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy hugging it during my quiet bus trips home and hate it when people just shove it to get past. It may not be mine. But its the one that accompanied me onto achieving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know nothing very much about music and neither has any background either. Unless you considered memorizing the fingerings for my recorder tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In cello practices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGV4oLx2GI/AAAAAAAAAb0/z3Qo4NK0V7s/s1600-h/DSC03721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGV4oLx2GI/AAAAAAAAAb0/z3Qo4NK0V7s/s320/DSC03721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368737030894377058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seniors geared me to read the notes and play it onto the cello at the same time. I am not allowed to write the notes on the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For someone like me, knowing nothing about music, cello and missed quite a number of cello basic practices. I just got to piece my mind up to figure every other things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I did. I improved. I was able to play, though slow but about to read the notes and played on the cello at the same time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very proud of my improvement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I persist in it?&lt;br /&gt;That's all its about. Love, Passion and Interest.&lt;br /&gt;Improvement too.&lt;br /&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/2437459728627373084-4797919134490541731?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/4797919134490541731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=4797919134490541731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/4797919134490541731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/4797919134490541731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/08/cello.html' title='Cello'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SoGSEK3yAdI/AAAAAAAAAbs/mxUxcLrnIeo/s72-c/DSC03724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-2117506190413108361</id><published>2009-08-07T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T08:33:46.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adorable Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxVfk5C6YI/AAAAAAAAAbY/gkejmhBT2u4/s1600-h/06082009023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxVfk5C6YI/AAAAAAAAAbY/gkejmhBT2u4/s320/06082009023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367258856886036866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxVfAOrvPI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Xz9Mgy5UuqM/s1600-h/06082009022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxVfAOrvPI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Xz9Mgy5UuqM/s320/06082009022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367258847044680946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxVetvLcGI/AAAAAAAAAbI/nh24SC9Kn5s/s1600-h/06082009021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxVetvLcGI/AAAAAAAAAbI/nh24SC9Kn5s/s320/06082009021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367258842080702562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxVLsOmhXI/AAAAAAAAAbA/pa3XbgESIm0/s1600-h/06082009020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxVLsOmhXI/AAAAAAAAAbA/pa3XbgESIm0/s320/06082009020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367258515258115442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxVLMA-WRI/AAAAAAAAAa4/OBZQvYjlrm8/s1600-h/06082009019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxVLMA-WRI/AAAAAAAAAa4/OBZQvYjlrm8/s320/06082009019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367258506611022098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxVK_WCkCI/AAAAAAAAAaw/83ujQyl1DB4/s1600-h/06082009018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxVK_WCkCI/AAAAAAAAAaw/83ujQyl1DB4/s320/06082009018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367258503209717794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxVKSMEMwI/AAAAAAAAAao/dI_67CEMpFc/s1600-h/06082009017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxVKSMEMwI/AAAAAAAAAao/dI_67CEMpFc/s320/06082009017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367258491088286466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxVJdsrcjI/AAAAAAAAAag/0GAEpWKZIJY/s1600-h/06082009016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxVJdsrcjI/AAAAAAAAAag/0GAEpWKZIJY/s320/06082009016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367258476997997106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxUtDvqNhI/AAAAAAAAAaY/_G-UzHBXWL8/s1600-h/06082009015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxUtDvqNhI/AAAAAAAAAaY/_G-UzHBXWL8/s320/06082009015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367257988994840082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxUs3tHIaI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Q8sLBbp5UAA/s1600-h/06082009014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxUs3tHIaI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Q8sLBbp5UAA/s320/06082009014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367257985762927010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxUsTXZuTI/AAAAAAAAAaI/lgWjpU3Ml84/s1600-h/06082009013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxUsTXZuTI/AAAAAAAAAaI/lgWjpU3Ml84/s320/06082009013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367257976008194354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxUrqEJAUI/AAAAAAAAAaA/B9sKm7fH_cE/s1600-h/06082009012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxUrqEJAUI/AAAAAAAAAaA/B9sKm7fH_cE/s320/06082009012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367257964921553218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxUrGGzOII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/j0lkQAP4lbg/s1600-h/06082009011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxUrGGzOII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/j0lkQAP4lbg/s320/06082009011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367257955269032066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Adorable Cousin born on 06/08/2009, 2 am.&lt;br /&gt;He was just 10 hours plus old when the photos was taken..&lt;br /&gt;Ke Ai right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks somehow like his bigger brother.. (the last picture)&lt;br /&gt;Almost like twins..&lt;br /&gt;I got another cousin le...&lt;br /&gt;And Kai Le finally became Gor Gor le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah there are so many things you can do with a baby.&lt;br /&gt;Play with him. Bring him around, Feed him, Pamper him, Dress him, Take picture with him or Simply just look at him.&lt;br /&gt;Hope I have time to be with them before I leave..&lt;br /&gt;If not they won't remember me as a cousin when I am back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was once my granddad's youngest &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxYWa2cC8I/AAAAAAAAAbg/EF-2tYD_KBA/s1600-h/DSCF1619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxYWa2cC8I/AAAAAAAAAbg/EF-2tYD_KBA/s320/DSCF1619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367261998106807234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;granddaughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-2117506190413108361?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/2117506190413108361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=2117506190413108361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/2117506190413108361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/2117506190413108361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/08/adorable-cousin.html' title='Adorable Cousins'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SnxVfk5C6YI/AAAAAAAAAbY/gkejmhBT2u4/s72-c/06082009023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-4997766082858055011</id><published>2009-08-06T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T09:07:30.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Siblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/Snr_jdp4XZI/AAAAAAAAAZw/IyMMEiAylBU/s1600-h/to+print+pic+ma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/Snr_jdp4XZI/AAAAAAAAAZw/IyMMEiAylBU/s400/to+print+pic+ma.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366882890686160274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Picture.&lt;br /&gt;That's what siblings are all about...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-4997766082858055011?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/4997766082858055011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=4997766082858055011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/4997766082858055011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/4997766082858055011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/08/beautiful-picture.html' title='Siblings'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/Snr_jdp4XZI/AAAAAAAAAZw/IyMMEiAylBU/s72-c/to+print+pic+ma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-4920193738577955730</id><published>2009-08-06T07:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T09:05:47.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fond Memories</title><content type='html'>Clearing my messy Hotmail inbox with so many unread messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This activity is Bringing up all my memories.&lt;br /&gt;From Projects to Friends to Cya to Ssm to Chalets to Events(adidas sundown) to F1 job opportunity in Tung Lok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects. Friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most memorable one is Year 2 Semester 1. This is also when our class than bonded together for 1 year reshuffled. All of us were unhappy as we have to leave our cliques and be left alone to face everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then 6 of us formed a group. Me Ee Ling Phoebe Purdee Daphne Josslynn. Why this group is most memorable. Cause this semester the work load is horrifying. We spent two days sleeping at my house. Countless meetings, countless discussions and editing. We almost throw our everything into it. To complete the semester project. The feeling is great though as we did meet with much projects mates problem other than me stressing everyone else out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Responsible team with interesting people bonding.. I LIKE this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SSM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun and strict instructors with high expectations.&lt;br /&gt;However, thats how we do better from it isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just recovered an email a Japanese Passenger sent me. &lt;br /&gt;Believe that's what keeps people in the service line. &lt;br /&gt;Heartfelt thanks coming from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just miss CYA at times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-4920193738577955730?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/4920193738577955730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=4920193738577955730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/4920193738577955730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/4920193738577955730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/08/fond-memories.html' title='Fond Memories'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-2098865070172097683</id><published>2009-07-30T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T10:02:11.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Process of Hurting</title><content type='html'>It hurts to see people you love and care about be hurt physically or mentally.&lt;br /&gt;Unpleasant feelings arises when you see sorrow in their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;How they struggled to be better..&lt;br /&gt;The process is terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though people grow and become better in the process, a lot of courage is used up.&lt;br /&gt;How many people I know out there are hurt and injured right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope you all turn to become better and stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back from there. Could see how hurt you are..&lt;br /&gt;Glad that at least you smiled.. Believe that makes you somehow better.&lt;br /&gt;And i feel better too cause can see the ..... when you smile. Hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you can sleep right now. &lt;br /&gt;Cause I really cant sleep well wondering if you are better there.&lt;br /&gt;Remember to think of me so you smile more.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you really soon... SOON. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-2098865070172097683?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/2098865070172097683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=2098865070172097683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/2098865070172097683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/2098865070172097683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/07/process-of-hurting.html' title='Process of Hurting'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-1518924045459655979</id><published>2009-07-24T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T12:29:01.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful School Life</title><content type='html'>Its has been a happy school life.&lt;br /&gt;Hanging around with people you and people who loves you.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday filled with sweetness, simplicity, happiness and not to forget, big big smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are behind you when you are down, unhappy and feeling 'just not so good'.&lt;br /&gt;People understand and just are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all that made it happen. &lt;br /&gt;Whether you are the close beside me or the ones that we cant meet often and land us into 'Hi' and 'Byes' situation. But at times, its really enough. Especially at this semester where I meet with the 'ups' and 'downs' due to my internship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiona Love, I won't forget the chocolates and your attempts to make me feel better. You were right beside me when I knew the results, in fact the one who saw it. I know you were shocked too. And you still got to face my action to walk away and stay alone. But your presence and concerns are all that makes me feel so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mun Yi Love, thanks for your advices. Though in the end I chose this route. I know it still surprises you until now. But the sentence that influences you in the past did impact on me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandra, Lye Fong Dearies. I don't know how you girls did it but you made me talk and feel better. Sandra I wont forget that you don't let me eat the whatever puff? cream? white white sugary turning stuff? hahhaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandra Dearie, thanks for waiting outside the room when you knew I finally met Miss Mariah. Thanks for bring the first one to stay the relief of at least a China Internship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lye Fong Dearie, thanks for your sixth sense and humor that really got it right. The smiles are lovely, you know why? Cause can see the cute cute braces you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert-ie, remember the sharing of why you gave up an overseas internship. The msn we had that night. You are really mature. (Don't worry about your internship. We learn everywhere, the difference is the passion you have in your job that makes it the different. If you are willing to learn, wiling to ask, you will shine out from others. Jiayou. I believe you..) The bracketed part applies to Dennis-ie too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li Yuen Dar, i know you still thinks its not the right one. But I chose it and I believe I grow from it a lot. I will strive towards it.. Woo Hoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh mine there are so much more... &lt;br /&gt;DARS:&lt;br /&gt;Quan Hao, Kher Meng, Daphne. Thanks for the concern...&lt;br /&gt;Though we really could not meet up much and talk but I know you guys were concerned..&lt;br /&gt;That enough... HAHAHA..Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior:&lt;br /&gt;Don't be surprised cause I be a better person going through the learning process. Thanks for the advice. And I believe the 'Attitudes' will fit in very nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe I miss out a some for the others.. Opps&lt;br /&gt;But deep down, I know it.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-1518924045459655979?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/1518924045459655979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=1518924045459655979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/1518924045459655979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/1518924045459655979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/07/beautiful-school-life.html' title='Beautiful School Life'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-7575428731489776634</id><published>2009-07-20T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T00:39:56.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITs Mum's birthday celebration..&lt;br /&gt;All birthdays are so near.. whew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah but this celebration is the most wonderful one of all. because my dear xiao fong fong aka eve eve came lolol. so happy and gan dong :/ and the ah dra also got come. yayy.. so touched.. i love them so much (((: hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Typed by my adorable xiao fong fong!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-7575428731489776634?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/7575428731489776634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=7575428731489776634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/7575428731489776634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/7575428731489776634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-mums-birthday-celebration.html' title=''/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-77858541181847910</id><published>2009-06-27T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T11:07:43.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>天灰</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E0U61vjMqmQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E0U61vjMqmQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-77858541181847910?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/77858541181847910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=77858541181847910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/77858541181847910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/77858541181847910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_8170.html' title='天灰'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-1937859379532993481</id><published>2009-06-27T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T10:57:32.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pooh's 21st interesting birthday celebration</title><content type='html'>Pravindran birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Biggest scale birthday celebration I seen.&lt;br /&gt;21st birthday le.&lt;br /&gt;Known you 4-5years le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the longest friendship I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;This special friendship is just so unique.&lt;br /&gt;Unique in so many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were really HANDSOME.&lt;br /&gt;And your family members look great as well.&lt;br /&gt;Dad, Mum, Sister.&lt;br /&gt;And Uncle Raja, is so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took left as right and right as left&lt;br /&gt;How much smarter can I get with all these directions?&lt;br /&gt;Made me went through a longer route.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily people were nice to show me the right way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your family is so interesting, bonded so well, so tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like your present and hope it fits.&lt;br /&gt;(Haha.. Like you know I got a blog)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-1937859379532993481?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/1937859379532993481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=1937859379532993481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/1937859379532993481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/1937859379532993481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/06/s.html' title='Pooh&apos;s 21st interesting birthday celebration'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-3811604060165721645</id><published>2009-06-27T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T10:12:06.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>我很痛苦，真的很痛苦。</title><content type='html'>我很痛苦，真的很痛苦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生很短，我说过的就算是两个星期我也要好好过。要开心的过。&lt;br /&gt;可是我越来越做不到了。&lt;br /&gt;外壳的我可以很好的过，但内心已经是有如千刀万刮的伤透了。&lt;br /&gt;可是只要我是清醒的一刻我就无法不去想。&lt;br /&gt;毕竟我渴望了这么久它才来到我的身边。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来等待是可以让人这么悲伤的。&lt;br /&gt;我要放弃我的坚持吗？我的坚持是对的吗？&lt;br /&gt;它会回到我的身边吗？&lt;br /&gt;我的等待真的只是固执吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-3811604060165721645?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/3811604060165721645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=3811604060165721645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/3811604060165721645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/3811604060165721645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_27.html' title='我很痛苦，真的很痛苦。'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-479974922086477593</id><published>2009-06-26T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T08:15:06.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not to have free time to myself.</title><content type='html'>Recently it seems like I cannot have any time free to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind wil wonder, when I am awake, getting to bed, on the bus, waiting at the bus stop or during lectures. You think through the interview, the efforts spent, the anticipation, well-wishes from family and friends, the two-year-long preparation, past service experience and a lot more that my mind can wonder relating to the internship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its quite a painful experience. To have flashbacks once you wakes up or trying to sleep or when your mind is suddenly blank. 11 days more to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-479974922086477593?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/479974922086477593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=479974922086477593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/479974922086477593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/479974922086477593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-to-have-free-time-to-myself.html' title='Not to have free time to myself.'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-5448007227928212223</id><published>2009-06-25T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T06:52:07.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>我们的纪念</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/60fHyQVN71k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/60fHyQVN71k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-5448007227928212223?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/5448007227928212223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=5448007227928212223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/5448007227928212223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/5448007227928212223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='我们的纪念'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-354495330230265613</id><published>2009-06-25T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T06:23:43.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Service and Confidence</title><content type='html'>No matter how, even though I felt that I can bring happiness to people through service, I know that there is always space for improvement. Service and its service culture varies from place to place. There is always something you can learn from service. And services is so intangible that you can always learn from different perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I lack is confidence. Seniors that guided me through CYA services had realised this fact. And I alwasy blamed it on my English. I always choose to believe that my English, conversational and writing skills are not good enough. Seems like a good excuse ya, or ts just simply an excuse to be not confident enough. Hahaha, seniors, sr (WJ) lecturers and my parents will be very disappointed ba. Spending all their efforts to teach and guide me through my duty in CYA, Personal Value, SSM, Service and Reflections. Money my parents spent to get me through this diploma. And I still choose to disbelief myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-354495330230265613?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/354495330230265613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=354495330230265613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/354495330230265613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/354495330230265613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/06/service-and-confidence.html' title='Service and Confidence'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-7997248137823375732</id><published>2009-06-25T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T06:04:20.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pending Internship</title><content type='html'>When I got the results.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I was devastated.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly because I didnt know what went wrong and of course because I did'nt get in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results was an heart-throbbing experience for me.&lt;br /&gt;2 years, I been waiting and anticipating for this opportunity for 2 years already.&lt;br /&gt;Over this 2 years, I worked like crazy to gain experience, to get better.&lt;br /&gt;I even went for English tuition to improve myself.&lt;br /&gt;I reflect through services I done while working.&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad I created a smile on so many guests and passengers face.&lt;br /&gt;These experiences are such a main part of service memories that made me go on and motivates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time round, this interview, this chance is awaitng for pending.&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks. It's 12 days left from now.&lt;br /&gt;To decide to wait was tough but I knew that was the calling from the entire me.&lt;br /&gt;I shall not take away my own chances. No matter how much percent chance it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, to wait for 2 weeks means that I am also givng up the chances to opt for China opportunities. Which also means I will have to do my internship in Singapore with the remaining companies that are left in the worst scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lake Buena Vista, People's Republic of China, Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Where will I be? And where my future be?&lt;br /&gt;I pray for Lord to show me the way, from the begining, to show me the way to internship and my future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-7997248137823375732?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/7997248137823375732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=7997248137823375732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/7997248137823375732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/7997248137823375732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/06/pending-internship.html' title='Pending Internship'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-3652331252422161514</id><published>2009-04-07T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T03:01:25.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oli's Funny expressions!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SdskMPk95_I/AAAAAAAAAZo/aCkNInto_Uk/s1600-h/DSC03622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SdskMPk95_I/AAAAAAAAAZo/aCkNInto_Uk/s400/DSC03622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321887177426986994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SdskLtKrDrI/AAAAAAAAAZg/iTJdvekLsHQ/s1600-h/DSC04192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SdskLtKrDrI/AAAAAAAAAZg/iTJdvekLsHQ/s400/DSC04192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321887168189894322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia's funny expression comparison!&lt;br /&gt;Two different occasion.&lt;br /&gt;First one, sending Woon Jiun off to Maldives.&lt;br /&gt;Second one, at Wednesday CYA gathering.&lt;br /&gt;(The one she is holding is called Orenji!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the second photo a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Who can smile so cheerfully like her always..&lt;br /&gt;Emm.. there are a few.&lt;br /&gt;But Hope that everyone can smile as happily as her like always!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-3652331252422161514?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/3652331252422161514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=3652331252422161514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/3652331252422161514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/3652331252422161514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/04/olivias-funny-expression-comparison-two.html' title='Oli&apos;s Funny expressions!'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SdskMPk95_I/AAAAAAAAAZo/aCkNInto_Uk/s72-c/DSC03622.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-5701699775835930908</id><published>2009-04-07T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T02:32:16.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My House Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SdsbNDuROeI/AAAAAAAAAY4/GX6gLKVlafw/s1600-h/DSC03616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SdsbNDuROeI/AAAAAAAAAY4/GX6gLKVlafw/s400/DSC03616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321877295819995618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 'Garden' outside my house.&lt;br /&gt;Owned by my Mum.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;They extend to all the area outside the lift. But seeing them shows me that I am home. A place I almost spent all my days at when possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SdsbM0MAYlI/AAAAAAAAAYw/byXkXVh8x6E/s1600-h/DSC03615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SdsbM0MAYlI/AAAAAAAAAYw/byXkXVh8x6E/s400/DSC03615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321877291649753682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a plant with a special significance. The plant to the right. This plant is called '合家欢' which is happiness to the entire family. Who does wish to be in a happy family. It takes everyone and each one plays a part to contribute to a happy family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this plant blossom as beautiful as always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-5701699775835930908?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/5701699775835930908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=5701699775835930908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/5701699775835930908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/5701699775835930908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-house-garden.html' title='My House Garden'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SdsbNDuROeI/AAAAAAAAAY4/GX6gLKVlafw/s72-c/DSC03616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-4213773294996112475</id><published>2009-04-07T01:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T02:19:20.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousin's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SdsZ_OwVOvI/AAAAAAAAAYo/U8JwDjCuTJI/s1600-h/DSC03511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SdsZ_OwVOvI/AAAAAAAAAYo/U8JwDjCuTJI/s400/DSC03511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321875958751640306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Cousin's Great day.&lt;br /&gt;Her Wedding.&lt;br /&gt;=) Wedding, a very significant day to many where a new phrase of life starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wishes her happiness with her beloved one forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the smile on Grandma's face.&lt;br /&gt;I believe Granddad will smile as happily if he see this..&lt;br /&gt;But he is no longer here, but I know you will be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do miss you Granddad.&lt;br /&gt;The time that we had to really know each other were so short.&lt;br /&gt;There are so many times I wish you were here, holding on to my hand and telling me the past stories, the kampong life I never had a chance to experience.  Tell me about the values of life that I didn't really understand when you explained to me when I was younger. Talk to you about some problems I find it hard to solve for family.&lt;br /&gt;I Miss you.&lt;br /&gt;Granddad, please do place me in your mind no matter where you are, remember that I am your youngest granddaughter when you were alive though I never had a chance to tell you that I Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Special day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day is also very significant to me as it is a day I finally get my family back together. It is never too much effort to do something you want. It is just whether you want it or not. LOVE for your loved ones can bring you through what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got what I want that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since LOVE once brings you two together, why can't you put down the past and live happily forever. Living in the past brings you no where. Even I figured it out, why can't you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-4213773294996112475?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/4213773294996112475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=4213773294996112475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/4213773294996112475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/4213773294996112475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/04/cousins-wedding.html' title='Cousin&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SdsZ_OwVOvI/AAAAAAAAAYo/U8JwDjCuTJI/s72-c/DSC03511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-4628076354960074241</id><published>2009-04-07T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T01:34:01.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner with My Stella.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SdsP7v4HlOI/AAAAAAAAAXg/E4YCot58xX0/s1600-h/DSC03504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SdsP7v4HlOI/AAAAAAAAAXg/E4YCot58xX0/s400/DSC03504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321864903806915810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dinner at Marina Country Club.&lt;br /&gt;Just me and sis alone..&lt;br /&gt;It is a Fantastic place for me cause its quiet, beautiful and special.&lt;br /&gt;Great place to sit down, look at the surroundings and chat with people you wanna chat with.&lt;br /&gt;Also good to sit down and have your own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But i forgot to take a picture of the beautiful surroundings.. Hhaah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food that day wasn't good.&lt;br /&gt;But its the meal with Stella that was Great.&lt;br /&gt;Shall have more such meals..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-4628076354960074241?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/4628076354960074241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=4628076354960074241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/4628076354960074241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/4628076354960074241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/04/dinner-with-my-stella.html' title='Dinner with My Stella.'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SdsP7v4HlOI/AAAAAAAAAXg/E4YCot58xX0/s72-c/DSC03504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-6141733336675661168</id><published>2009-03-08T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T12:19:39.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hairy Crabs</title><content type='html'>Mao Mao Xie (Hairy Crabs)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbQW9Kp8FqI/AAAAAAAAAXI/h2nRrh_XVWI/s1600-h/DSC03673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310895100664747682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbQW9Kp8FqI/AAAAAAAAAXI/h2nRrh_XVWI/s400/DSC03673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the crabs. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;Or look at my bed underneath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it on my bed?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I enjoy eating on it with a entertaining show on my TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why it doesn't look hairy?&lt;br /&gt;I am not the crab, let's ask the crab.&lt;br /&gt;Er, don't think will have any reply.&lt;br /&gt;But its legs are quite hairy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo u know what, it was alive and I did'nt realise until my brother told me. But he was sweet though to put it into the steamer for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbQW9YsNv2I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/n2rKRm9jteU/s1600-h/DSC03674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310895104432389986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbQW9YsNv2I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/n2rKRm9jteU/s400/DSC03674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tastes interesting. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbQW9YsNv2I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/n2rKRm9jteU/s1600-h/DSC03674.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I find it cruel to end its life with compressed hot air (Steamer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I finally tasted a HAIRY crab. Nah, Its hairy CRABS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbQW9YsNv2I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/n2rKRm9jteU/s1600-h/DSC03674.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-6141733336675661168?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/6141733336675661168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=6141733336675661168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/6141733336675661168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/6141733336675661168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/03/hairy-crabs.html' title='Hairy Crabs'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbQW9Kp8FqI/AAAAAAAAAXI/h2nRrh_XVWI/s72-c/DSC03673.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-3987100682553064552</id><published>2009-03-08T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T11:04:04.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Mei's concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbQIetSiGZI/AAAAAAAAAXA/XX8OcmBk7vo/s1600-h/DSC03499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310879184223082898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbQIetSiGZI/AAAAAAAAAXA/XX8OcmBk7vo/s400/DSC03499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbQIeU3PnKI/AAAAAAAAAW4/tnP8ErRGlVs/s1600-h/DSC03495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310879177666174114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbQIeU3PnKI/AAAAAAAAAW4/tnP8ErRGlVs/s400/DSC03495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Luckily we bought the tickets to A&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbQFF0SazcI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/aG32mdtr-rU/s1600-h/DSC03498.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;h Mei-Zhang Hui Mei's concert in time. Stella sis and I shared the cost. It was all the songs that Mama knew - The oldies of Ah Mei. It was just so good that we don't get tired of it. The 'live' atmosphere was so great that everyone sang along with the songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a blog on Wang Lee Hom 's - Musicman concert. It was my Festival and Events's management project! Cool ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://festsarah.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://festsarah.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2437459728627373084-3987100682553064552?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/3987100682553064552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=3987100682553064552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/3987100682553064552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/3987100682553064552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/03/ah-meis-concert.html' title='Ah Mei&apos;s concert'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbQIetSiGZI/AAAAAAAAAXA/XX8OcmBk7vo/s72-c/DSC03499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-2316301454902667387</id><published>2009-03-08T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T10:45:03.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I desire to be a chef.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbP1hA-LUOI/AAAAAAAAAVY/8jKUJkqLScM/s1600-h/DSC03427.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310858319129006674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbP1gMwc0lI/AAAAAAAAAU4/3vOSn20W8mI/s320/DSC03365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310858323278924338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbP1gcN3ijI/AAAAAAAAAVA/PgOHpVTQeMw/s320/DSC03354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbP1gnyfYvI/AAAAAAAAAVI/D0tvCIs1420/s1600-h/DSC03372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310858326385320690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbP1gnyfYvI/AAAAAAAAAVI/D0tvCIs1420/s320/DSC03372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310856403783370418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbPzwtidxrI/AAAAAAAAAUw/9LCMSvwtC6Q/s320/DSC03370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310856395714357762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbPzwPeqagI/AAAAAAAAAUg/uuijXSglFLc/s320/DSC03381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310858331585455058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbP1g7KTI9I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/FuwYkibOfls/s320/DSC03401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310856385489792562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbPzvpY77jI/AAAAAAAAAUY/CSBkWTA4_kg/s320/DSC03368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310856376328934066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbPzvHQ0UrI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/WwUw_PVVCdg/s320/DSC03358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Photos taken at Formula 1 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Formula One. Kitchen helper at Tung Lok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The job scope was enjoyable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I still remember haow happy I was peeling the hard green mangoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I couldn't even wait to get back to the kitchen during break to continue the job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What I saw in the kitchen was a group of cooperative people who were&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbQAZwdNWyI/AAAAAAAAAVg/xcOlFaJULnI/s1600-h/DSC03415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310870303080799010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbQAZwdNWyI/AAAAAAAAAVg/xcOlFaJULnI/s400/DSC03415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coordinated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well-organised&lt;br /&gt;Cheerful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Willing to teach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Patient&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Able to work under stress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smiley =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I remember that I didn't know the kitchen was so cooling. Under a thick chef's uniform, You still feel cooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I remember I didn't expect myself to step into Humble house kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A kitchen that I really hopes to be into.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I remember talking to one of the executive members who walked all the way to humble house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(He said in the entire formula one route, cycling is not allowed).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He told me Humble house is one of the world' 100 best restuarant in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes I know, credits to Mr Sim and Mr Chia. hahaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I shared with him how glad I was to be part of their working force for the four days period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In this, it was no longer about who pays better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I believe many knows that even if I can get a better pay at another hotel I will still join Tung Lok as a Kitchen Helper. The chance doesn't comes easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because it is not easy to find a part-time job in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;(It is not even easy to even find a part-time job now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thus, being in the kitchen and learning from chefs is quite a challenge. And whenever I see people getting a chance to learn more about culinary skills, taking part in culinary competitions. I get veryvery jealous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why cant I be part of them?&lt;br /&gt;It is because I am a Hospitality and Tourism student and thus the priviledge is definitely not for me just like in my course, we do get a lot of advantages that the rest dont get to enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nonetheless, I am still looking for chances to be able to improve. Culinary schools, learning on my own, thinking of how to be more creative and present my food better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Attempts to do so doesn't come with very appealing rewards. In fact, almost none&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Course on carving on food. No specific classes for it.&lt;br /&gt;Course on cooking skills. Mostly are classes catered for Tai-tais or foreigners.&lt;br /&gt;Or a learning environment that is just not very suited for hands-on learning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cannot blame them also, there might not be a market for students in such courses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Or be clearer a weird person like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dont really find myself weird.                                                                                                                 It just that certain things I do thing or thinks differently from people in someway or many.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbQDoFxw5UI/AAAAAAAAAVw/gJrq7zfRMoU/s1600-h/DSC03390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310873847857210690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbQDoFxw5UI/AAAAAAAAAVw/gJrq7zfRMoU/s400/DSC03390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How many people look for Chinese opera courses and hopes to engage in it. Apart from culinary skills learning chinese opera is something I want. The similarity in both is that many people dont encourage and there isn't much path to walk towards them. But I am not giving up on them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be it stubborn or peserverance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chef's journey or performer journey. To be honest the route to it is cloudy to me. But, I won't give up easily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's just me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-2316301454902667387?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/2316301454902667387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=2316301454902667387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/2316301454902667387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/2316301454902667387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-desire-to-be-chef.html' title='I desire to be a chef.'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SbP1gMwc0lI/AAAAAAAAAU4/3vOSn20W8mI/s72-c/DSC03365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-6041705186681204506</id><published>2009-02-28T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T08:46:21.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>少年杨家将</title><content type='html'>Its Holiday! Finally!&lt;br /&gt;Quite free right!&lt;br /&gt;Then watch 少年杨家将。&lt;br /&gt;A wonderful and interesting show which at the same time is inspiring to me.&lt;br /&gt;I watched it more than twice during study week. Oops.. Hahaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-6041705186681204506?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/6041705186681204506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=6041705186681204506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/6041705186681204506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/6041705186681204506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='少年杨家将'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-2486720576016561674</id><published>2009-01-13T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T05:17:37.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flames</title><content type='html'>I am not very well, not matter how i tried to adapt.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it can be over right now.&lt;br /&gt;I know it wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish someone can understand how i felt.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike myself to talk about the happenings.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i know i will never want people to do discuss about me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can the world just be filled with purer and more innocent people?&lt;br /&gt;It can't. Yes I know the answer. I didn't mean I don't.&lt;br /&gt;Just that I dont feel like facing it, even before I enter any industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total disappointment in culinary science result.&lt;br /&gt;If I know this would happen, I attend school even if i am burnt by my fever.&lt;br /&gt;Its my fault not taking care of myelf.&lt;br /&gt;But the result seems like icy water extinguising the flames of passion.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I will hope to know what went wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I will want to learn from them. Learning the mistake from what I like will be enriching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this topic, though learning process is important, the grades of this subject matter to me too.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to admit but people looks at the grades to determine your ability.&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt matter if its other subject, but its culinary science.&lt;br /&gt;One of the 3 goals I set for this diploma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work Harder Sarah.. Work Harder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-2486720576016561674?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/2486720576016561674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=2486720576016561674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/2486720576016561674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/2486720576016561674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/01/flames.html' title='Flames'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-7659603980094198330</id><published>2009-01-09T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T12:55:47.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make up your Mind</title><content type='html'>Made up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;dont wait&lt;/strong&gt; for my pride, courage and happiness to return but have power over them.&lt;br /&gt;Changing the blogskin will mean that I will learn to control my own emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Have power over myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much livelier now..&lt;br /&gt;That's what I am originally supposed to be isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;Bring laughter and joys to others.&lt;br /&gt;Hasn't be doing so for very long, instead unhappiness to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why make people who love me unhappy because of unhappy incidents caused by people who dont even know they caused it.&lt;br /&gt;I wasted a lot of my precious time to sort this out.&lt;br /&gt;But eventually I still did isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone and every single gesture to back me up in my unjoyful moments.&lt;br /&gt;Its all because of your existence that I know I had to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;I still want to be the person that brings joy, uncontrolled laugter and love to you guys.&lt;br /&gt;I am back, with more time and more adaptation, I will return to what i supposed to Be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To those who are still not drawn out from your unhappiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why not think in this direction to see if it helps?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-7659603980094198330?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/7659603980094198330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=7659603980094198330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/7659603980094198330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/7659603980094198330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/01/make-up-your-mind.html' title='Make up your Mind'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-1460575114229923952</id><published>2009-01-08T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:47:20.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:'( :"( :"'( :""( :""'(:"""(:"""'(</title><content type='html'>heyhey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up?&lt;br /&gt;Smile...!&lt;br /&gt;(00.*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one's free..&lt;br /&gt;Stroll by the beach myself?&lt;br /&gt;Ya...&lt;br /&gt;Can try it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'( :"( :"'( :""( :""'(:"""(:"""'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks so 2-sided&lt;br /&gt;One side is Crying, the other is Smiling.&lt;br /&gt;So familiar to what a lecturer said.&lt;br /&gt;You are the power to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Don't let others control your emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm too easily influenced.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-1460575114229923952?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/1460575114229923952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=1460575114229923952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/1460575114229923952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/1460575114229923952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=':&apos;( :&quot;( :&quot;&apos;( :&quot;&quot;( :&quot;&quot;&apos;(:&quot;&quot;&quot;(:&quot;&quot;&quot;&apos;('/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-6922913722844375944</id><published>2008-12-24T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T07:37:57.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Last Year..</title><content type='html'>Christmas Last Year&lt;br /&gt;Meant a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interacted with A couple.&lt;br /&gt;Together the three of us turned unhappiness to hope.&lt;br /&gt;Chocolates, Aussie 40.&lt;br /&gt;Accepted, Rejected.&lt;br /&gt;The interaction, service and chocolates wasnt meant in return for tips.&lt;br /&gt;The kisses, longing, misses, smiles and hopes to placed all the unhappiness happened here and find joyfulness back in your country were so much more than what money can gets.&lt;br /&gt;These are the memories that I remembered.&lt;br /&gt;For both of the you, lovely couples do you still remember this very special coincidence that happened last year tonight at Changi Airport Terminal 1?&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember I have the same name as you? Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;I do and I really misses you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is an Xmas wish that I can have, I will really like to get my CYA booklet back.&lt;br /&gt;Only so, I can have the contacts and send my regards to you.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I bid goodbye to you two, I have always thought the different senerios on when I could mail you and say hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also not to forget the Christmas party with the CYA BUDDIES.&lt;br /&gt;The loads of fun we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas, the lovely couple.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will have an enjoyable Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Hope that you are also healthy and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Chirstmas, Seniors, Buddies, passengers.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, my family, darlings, dears, family and you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-6922913722844375944?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/6922913722844375944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=6922913722844375944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/6922913722844375944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/6922913722844375944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-last-year.html' title='Christmas Last Year..'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-1731156821540908804</id><published>2008-12-23T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T03:42:12.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Posting this Cheered me up so much</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDDdDg35KI/AAAAAAAAAUI/7gN81NQ9jbM/s1600-h/P1030161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282937266832401570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDDdDg35KI/AAAAAAAAAUI/7gN81NQ9jbM/s400/P1030161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDDcukOuzI/AAAAAAAAAUA/lOcUNaaPEZM/s1600-h/DSC03245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282937261209336626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDDcukOuzI/AAAAAAAAAUA/lOcUNaaPEZM/s400/DSC03245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Handmade rings for 2 Sweeties.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lian Mei &amp;amp; Quan Hao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDDcRJJH3I/AAAAAAAAAT4/Zlq3jQKaDRA/s1600-h/DSC03244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282937253311094642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDDcRJJH3I/AAAAAAAAAT4/Zlq3jQKaDRA/s400/DSC03244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDDAz2a2gI/AAAAAAAAATw/c_Jng53Dp7g/s1600-h/DSC03241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282936781591468546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDDAz2a2gI/AAAAAAAAATw/c_Jng53Dp7g/s400/DSC03241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can I be the model for Soo Kee Jewellery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDDAlI4o5I/AAAAAAAAATo/cwTpfuqDvPE/s1600-h/DSC03233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282936777642386322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDDAlI4o5I/AAAAAAAAATo/cwTpfuqDvPE/s400/DSC03233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Train.ing together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDDAFXzISI/AAAAAAAAATY/dmWY9308TTw/s1600-h/DSC03120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282936769115005218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDDAFXzISI/AAAAAAAAATY/dmWY9308TTw/s400/DSC03120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Angel Sending Hope. Send some to me can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDC_owZaNI/AAAAAAAAATQ/EU6O8lPsEMg/s1600-h/DSC03105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282936761433549010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDC_owZaNI/AAAAAAAAATQ/EU6O8lPsEMg/s400/DSC03105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hahaha.. My 'Formal' Olivia... My dear, my partner, my smiley. All the things we ever thought of and had done in airport.. Not easy to forget ya... Sweetie, Jiayou!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDCKRm5JEI/AAAAAAAAATI/luT39DGlrrQ/s1600-h/DSC03096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282935844686603330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDCKRm5JEI/AAAAAAAAATI/luT39DGlrrQ/s400/DSC03096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just as always funny Kher Monkey. A very thoughtful guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDCKGuu7GI/AAAAAAAAATA/1NPOXD9CMkg/s1600-h/DSC03095.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDCKJB3N-I/AAAAAAAAAS4/WatJUGe3uic/s1600-h/DSC03053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282935842383804386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDCKJB3N-I/AAAAAAAAAS4/WatJUGe3uic/s400/DSC03053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Did it really taste so good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDCJ2xIQNI/AAAAAAAAASw/Nfs5341CZTU/s1600-h/DSC03042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282935837481779410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDCJ2xIQNI/AAAAAAAAASw/Nfs5341CZTU/s400/DSC03042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2H12.  Doing the 'unglam stuffs' together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDCJ4MYoDI/AAAAAAAAASo/legoOF_485Y/s1600-h/DSC03030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282935837864534066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDCJ4MYoDI/AAAAAAAAASo/legoOF_485Y/s400/DSC03030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet and Funing outing though we had an irritating Tour Guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDBYBgvTJI/AAAAAAAAASg/nQF775x8j7c/s1600-h/DSC02985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282934981372365970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDBYBgvTJI/AAAAAAAAASg/nQF775x8j7c/s400/DSC02985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Josslynn darling.. Haven been seeing you =( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But been missing you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDBX9bBhwI/AAAAAAAAASY/hiGP9Hb1v5w/s1600-h/DSC02965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282934980274652930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDBX9bBhwI/AAAAAAAAASY/hiGP9Hb1v5w/s400/DSC02965.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My group mates. Remember how we fought through the tough times of projects? Staying over and Sleeping at my home, the bed I am on now. But they were just so memorable. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDBXoVDKzI/AAAAAAAAASQ/2bW8fupwry4/s1600-h/DSC02906.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDBXCkVl7I/AAAAAAAAASI/tiCJgqeVlYI/s1600-h/DSC02863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282934964476024754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDBXCkVl7I/AAAAAAAAASI/tiCJgqeVlYI/s400/DSC02863.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really thinks looks like my Olivia Darling.. Olivia, Agree? It just makes me think of you. Haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDBW7_BgjI/AAAAAAAAASA/txI7JW9v6ww/s1600-h/DSC02843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282934962708906546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDBW7_BgjI/AAAAAAAAASA/txI7JW9v6ww/s400/DSC02843.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fiona and me. Participating in Adidias Sundown together. Year 1 until now, We are still cherishing the times we had together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDApy-Lg7I/AAAAAAAAAR4/hTmwMUo-J4E/s1600-h/DSC00048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282934187195335602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDApy-Lg7I/AAAAAAAAAR4/hTmwMUo-J4E/s400/DSC00048.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a smile Purdee? Don't want to take pictures, Say la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our Koala bear that clings to anypole she can see. If you ever want to see her awake, feed her some (Not some, many) food. Something like Hello Panda.. NOTE: Will requires lots of food to feed her, cause she never seems to be awake. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDAp0MH6YI/AAAAAAAAARw/dZsWG5US_fU/s1600-h/DSC00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282934187522255234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDAp0MH6YI/AAAAAAAAARw/dZsWG5US_fU/s400/DSC00041.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a chubby smile.. Cheez&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Know what, she can be late for i think exams just because she could not thought of what to wear that day. Super Smart! She definitely adore Hello Panda and you always see and Purdee munching packets and packets of them away. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDAous5cHI/AAAAAAAAARo/pMMHCBE4ThI/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282934168869236850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDAous5cHI/AAAAAAAAARo/pMMHCBE4ThI/s400/DSC00040.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ladies' shot. Super nice.. I love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDAoURgP6I/AAAAAAAAARg/acIit_VA20w/s1600-h/DSC00039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282934161775017890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDAoURgP6I/AAAAAAAAARg/acIit_VA20w/s400/DSC00039.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2nd Shot: Cuter one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDAoGC2w1I/AAAAAAAAARY/15KVm3rrcHQ/s1600-h/DSC00038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282934157955482450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDAoGC2w1I/AAAAAAAAARY/15KVm3rrcHQ/s400/DSC00038.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahah ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The official Mummy of 2H12. Once she was the head waiter erm or assistant head waiter of Sugarloaf. Nearly late, but still help me with my naughty hair that day. Thanks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;For the Knife incident, SORRYSORRYSORRY. I have regreted until now, Please forgive me ya? I know I am wrong le.. I will accept the punishment de..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVC_xPXGLyI/AAAAAAAAARQ/1cgikdoarys/s1600-h/DSC00036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282933215563493154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVC_xPXGLyI/AAAAAAAAARQ/1cgikdoarys/s400/DSC00036.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Huahua, huahua, why the photos taken with you also huahua de?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Super cheerful... It so funny to hear the stories about you.. Hahaa. Maybe next time we have a chance to talk to each other more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVC_ws1NrvI/AAAAAAAAARI/zA1iZ_8D0A4/s1600-h/DSC00034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282933206294572786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVC_ws1NrvI/AAAAAAAAARI/zA1iZ_8D0A4/s400/DSC00034.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one ah.. Hahaha can skip.. Go to the next one. :p &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVC_vwi-ufI/AAAAAAAAARA/-RJXT9h6ScU/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282933190111967730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVC_vwi-ufI/AAAAAAAAARA/-RJXT9h6ScU/s400/DSC00031.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one also skip.. Hahaha.. Can already image how they are going to muder me le.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVC_v3ztYgI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/nQE4ivPJSyg/s1600-h/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282933192061182466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVC_v3ztYgI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/nQE4ivPJSyg/s400/DSC00012.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let make in up in this 'both look very pretty picture'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Right: Daphne dar, My only company when I first entered 2H12. We went Sugarloaf, Top Table and Bistro. My lovely panda.. omg i feel like hugging you now. Haha, Sweet and funny. We share stories of each other unhappiness and starts comforting each other.. Hahah very funny right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Left: Quan Hao dar, haha tell you something no one ever knew (Now everyone does.. Haha), when the first time i really saw her (In TCA toilet) I felt like she is a very nice girl and i really want to get to know this smiley girl. (Imagnie you feel like making friends in the toilet.Haha!)  But she was too popular that I only got to really know her at a much later date. Was Sad lor! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVC_vijyqUI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ISxsYVzba4w/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282933186357274946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVC_vijyqUI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ISxsYVzba4w/s400/DSC00003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yeah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am Missing out so much more people and darlings. Shall add next time. For when it is placed in your heart, they wont be easily replaced. For the ones that I haven added, you know I love you de. 2 years in Polytechnic has given me so much. Such a short post can also describe a very very small part of those meomries encarved deeply. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-1731156821540908804?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/1731156821540908804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=1731156821540908804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/1731156821540908804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/1731156821540908804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='Posting this Cheered me up so much'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SVDDdDg35KI/AAAAAAAAAUI/7gN81NQ9jbM/s72-c/P1030161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-7797803591448729422</id><published>2008-12-23T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T03:44:28.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satisfaction =)</title><content type='html'>Satisfaction from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Service in top table.&lt;br /&gt;-Brightening the days of passengers at CYA.&lt;br /&gt;-Interacting with passengers&lt;br /&gt;-Having Fun as a group&lt;br /&gt;-The bonding of previous class&lt;br /&gt;-Being an assistance to mum's business&lt;br /&gt;-Cleaning up the house during weekends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has been part of an enjoyment in life.&lt;br /&gt;Though some sounds boring and tiring.&lt;br /&gt;But at another perspective they are able to fill my thirst of being satisfied from things I think I done proud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-7797803591448729422?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/7797803591448729422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=7797803591448729422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/7797803591448729422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/7797803591448729422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/12/satisfaction.html' title='Satisfaction =)'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-1128139214637919932</id><published>2008-12-12T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:38:18.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something for yourself</title><content type='html'>At times, you got to be stronger. Whether you can or not.&lt;br /&gt;Being stronger takes courage, loneliness, braveness.&lt;br /&gt;It is not easy to admit that you are lonely. But yes you do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this entire semester, happiness doesn't embrace you. The worst situation you ever thought of came true. True enough to snatch ever happiness and joyfulness you can get from the bonding of the people. Misunderstandings, unhappy incidents and sensitivity caused difficulties in communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In formal discussion, overwhelming suggestions sinks back down your throat roughly. Contributions, ideas and questions posted presents yourself to seem so ignorant. Many times, you became the transparent body in the discussion. Interactiveness is of much importance to you thus unresponsive behavior became a main irritant to you.   It is not that members are not good, in fact everyone was good and strong, having their views on how the project can be better. These views were posted and the group will debate for the best ideas. It works well for the work on hand as only the best elements are placed in. But loneliness plus unresponsive elements just make the semester more harder for me to pass through.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semesters are supposed to be missed like how it is for the two previous class. How we wished we will go to the same class next semester and not just a semester where you wait for the days to pass by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-1128139214637919932?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/1128139214637919932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=1128139214637919932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/1128139214637919932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/1128139214637919932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/12/something-for-yourself.html' title='Something for yourself'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-8170104643213017176</id><published>2008-12-12T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:40:27.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cello</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SUKT1knaJCI/AAAAAAAAAQo/z3ToaCM1ijI/s1600-h/DSC03726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SUKT1knaJCI/AAAAAAAAAQo/z3ToaCM1ijI/s400/DSC03726.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278944261802959906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For cello, I gave up more than what I ever would. But it just seems hard to be improving as well as i missed many practices the last semester. I am proud I could play "Can you feel the love tonight". Not smoothly but i can finished the whole song. I can read musical notes without write the alphabets.(Thanks to Purdee. Something she told me makes me have the motivation to be able play without writing the alphabets.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a tremendous improvement I felt that I achieved. It shows that I am not the "一只蟑螂破坏整锅粥". It means, a cockroach that spoils the entire pot of porridge. To be clearly, I am the cockroach that spoilt the whole orchestra. This is something that a chinese orchestra instructor told me when I was in primary school.I could not play properly as i cannot read the musical notes and play at the same time. Considering my young age at that time, these words impact greatly on me. It became to conquer my mind to tell it that you have no musical talent. You can't play a music instrument. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-8170104643213017176?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/8170104643213017176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=8170104643213017176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/8170104643213017176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/8170104643213017176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/12/cello.html' title='Cello'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SUKT1knaJCI/AAAAAAAAAQo/z3ToaCM1ijI/s72-c/DSC03726.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-7456527129902697372</id><published>2008-11-15T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T02:03:29.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tastes of life</title><content type='html'>Unhappiness, desperation, sadness, tenseness, extreme sour and bitterness…&lt;br /&gt;Awful tastes of life. &lt;br /&gt;But in life, you get to taste everythng isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;Only with bad tastes that you know what the good ones are.&lt;br /&gt;If all food comes out superb, how will you ever know the taste of the beginning?&lt;br /&gt;The very very original taste of TASTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to interpret when all awful tastes flow into your tastebuds at one go. They flow through your body and conquer all parts of it. What left, is for you to face it all alone.Making it even difficult is when it even control your mind and  heart, the crucial organs. What’s left is the strong immune system, the antibodies fighting it back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If both crumples?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-7456527129902697372?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/7456527129902697372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=7456527129902697372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/7456527129902697372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/7456527129902697372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/11/tastes-of-life.html' title='Tastes of life'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-3445619790011603655</id><published>2008-11-13T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:49:35.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我们的纪念&lt;br /&gt;歌手：李雅微 专辑：放羊的星星 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ti:我们的纪念]&lt;br /&gt;[ar:李雅微]&lt;br /&gt;[al:放羊的星星]&lt;br /&gt;[by:沉醉寒风]&lt;br /&gt;李雅微-我们的纪念&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;数不清的泪&lt;br /&gt;我又哭了好几回&lt;br /&gt;幻化成蝶&lt;br /&gt;停留在这片落叶&lt;br /&gt;被风化的雪&lt;br /&gt;埋藏在千年以前&lt;br /&gt;我用尽一生的思念&lt;br /&gt;只为等着你出现&lt;br /&gt;回忆渐渐凋谢落在我身边&lt;br /&gt;唤不醒原来还跳动的画面&lt;br /&gt;就让我留在轮回的边缘&lt;br /&gt;等一道光线&lt;br /&gt;看见某年某月我们之间&lt;br /&gt;曾经说过的预言&lt;br /&gt;就让他带走你的那瞬间&lt;br /&gt;成为我们的纪念&lt;br /&gt;谁能发现我的世界&lt;br /&gt;曾经有过你的脸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;数不清的泪&lt;br /&gt;我又哭了好几回&lt;br /&gt;幻化成蝶&lt;br /&gt;停留在这片落叶&lt;br /&gt;被风化的雪&lt;br /&gt;埋藏在千年以前&lt;br /&gt;我用尽一生的思念&lt;br /&gt;只为等着你出现&lt;br /&gt;回忆渐渐凋谢落在我身边&lt;br /&gt;唤不醒原来还跳动的画面&lt;br /&gt;就让我留在轮回的边缘&lt;br /&gt;等一道光线&lt;br /&gt;看见某年某月我们之间&lt;br /&gt;曾经说过的预言&lt;br /&gt;就让他带走你的那瞬间&lt;br /&gt;成为我们的纪念&lt;br /&gt;谁能发现我的世界&lt;br /&gt;曾经有过你的脸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就让我留在轮回的边缘&lt;br /&gt;等一道光线&lt;br /&gt;看见某年某月我们之间&lt;br /&gt;曾经有过的预言&lt;br /&gt;就让他带走你的那瞬间&lt;br /&gt;成为我们的纪念&lt;br /&gt;谁能发现我的世界&lt;br /&gt;曾经有过你的脸&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-3445619790011603655?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/3445619790011603655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=3445619790011603655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/3445619790011603655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/3445619790011603655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/11/ti-ar-al-by.html' title=''/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-1230141948865602946</id><published>2008-10-26T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:07:20.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Career Test</title><content type='html'>Career Test, took from Temasek Polytechnic's website. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge is power to you. You are innovative. You look at problems differently from most and can see miles ahead of the rest. You ask all the 'why' questions and want to find things out. You are a lateral thinker and a superb strategist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archaeology  &lt;br /&gt;Aerospace  &lt;br /&gt;Biomedical  &lt;br /&gt;Chemist  &lt;br /&gt;Computer Hardware Engineer&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Computer Software Engineer  &lt;br /&gt;Computer Support Specialist  &lt;br /&gt;Designer  &lt;br /&gt;Economist  &lt;br /&gt;Environmental Sciences&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Geography  &lt;br /&gt;History  &lt;br /&gt;Medicine  &lt;br /&gt;Oil Refining  &lt;br /&gt;Pharmacology&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Telecommunication  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Travel Industry&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Urban Planner  &lt;br /&gt;Veterinarian  &lt;br /&gt;Zoology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in the Travel Industry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-1230141948865602946?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/1230141948865602946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=1230141948865602946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/1230141948865602946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/1230141948865602946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/10/career-test.html' title='Career Test'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-3757820535860018164</id><published>2008-10-26T08:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T08:33:36.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you. &lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person. &lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How do you view success?&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind and Gentle&lt;br /&gt;Your kindness is your charm - you are also gentle and sweet. Everybody likes to be around people with your personality. Like a psychologist, people like to talk to you to discuss their problems because you are proper and discrete, as well as confident. You look mature and people respect you. People with this kind of character are few and far between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true is it?&lt;br /&gt;Not up to me to Interpret. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-3757820535860018164?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/3757820535860018164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=3757820535860018164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/3757820535860018164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/3757820535860018164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/10/personality-test_26.html' title='Personality Test'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-26774140345676576</id><published>2008-10-24T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T08:56:55.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle</title><content type='html'>Light of Miracle.&lt;br /&gt;I was guided to it today.&lt;br /&gt;Colours, Rainbow, Happiness, Laughter, Enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;I was overwhelmed by the greatness of this day.&lt;br /&gt;The Day I been pursuing, I been trying to work towards to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up. &lt;br /&gt;In things you will like to achieve, Believe in them.&lt;br /&gt;They are the Dreams you chosen to work towards to.&lt;br /&gt;Not all paths are without obstacles. &lt;br /&gt;In fact, many Dreams come along with many obstacles along the way.&lt;br /&gt;Mine came true after overcoming the obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, Is My Miracle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SQHhOFPmDTI/AAAAAAAAAO8/E_qJ_OKcgfc/s1600-h/DSC03576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SQHhOFPmDTI/AAAAAAAAAO8/E_qJ_OKcgfc/s400/DSC03576.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260733471787453746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SQHhNjwRf9I/AAAAAAAAAO0/Eli8fAuKrJ4/s1600-h/DSC03568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SQHhNjwRf9I/AAAAAAAAAO0/Eli8fAuKrJ4/s400/DSC03568.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260733462797713362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SQHkezPmEQI/AAAAAAAAAPk/7G9WzBte6V8/s1600-h/DSC03603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SQHkezPmEQI/AAAAAAAAAPk/7G9WzBte6V8/s400/DSC03603.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260737057548275970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SQHkes6PhwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/mlzC9sOFdug/s1600-h/DSC03587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SQHkes6PhwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/mlzC9sOFdug/s400/DSC03587.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260737055848105730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SQHkeS7CeSI/AAAAAAAAAPU/cCU_W3pXC0g/s1600-h/DSC03596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SQHkeS7CeSI/AAAAAAAAAPU/cCU_W3pXC0g/s400/DSC03596.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260737048872122658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SQHkeeXyD1I/AAAAAAAAAPM/o5QQ1KfJTSY/s1600-h/DSC03586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SQHkeeXyD1I/AAAAAAAAAPM/o5QQ1KfJTSY/s400/DSC03586.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260737051945471826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SQHkeER58-I/AAAAAAAAAPE/oIatBNe2zhE/s1600-h/DSC03555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SQHkeER58-I/AAAAAAAAAPE/oIatBNe2zhE/s400/DSC03555.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260737044941501410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SQHvWbo2LqI/AAAAAAAAAP0/EH8ihiZl6i0/s1600-h/DSC03548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SQHvWbo2LqI/AAAAAAAAAP0/EH8ihiZl6i0/s400/DSC03548.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260749008400690850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SQHu41Xj3iI/AAAAAAAAAPs/u-CvyTacbqE/s1600-h/DSC03554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SQHu41Xj3iI/AAAAAAAAAPs/u-CvyTacbqE/s400/DSC03554.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260748499911433762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who played a part in ignitiating the hope in me, who told me not to give up when I gave up and thought it was impossible. It was the encouraging words that made me move on, made me stronger to overcome the obstacles. It wasn't easy to come this far. But I am really glad I made it. The smile on faces today, the unique joy and happiness that only the 5 of us can create together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel the love tonight? =) Of course I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple Family love. Simple happiness. Pure Joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past will leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happiness WILL last forever.&lt;br /&gt;And much more happiness will be create and written in FUTURE. &lt;br /&gt;The Future that has the rainbows that path the route for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thiam Puay May Lan Stella Sarah Issac&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-26774140345676576?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/26774140345676576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=26774140345676576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/26774140345676576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/26774140345676576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/10/miracle.html' title='Miracle'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SQHhOFPmDTI/AAAAAAAAAO8/E_qJ_OKcgfc/s72-c/DSC03576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-7590942937598601184</id><published>2008-10-20T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T06:55:45.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SPyNz3hyr5I/AAAAAAAAAOU/r3szVoTnhbk/s1600-h/DSC03381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SPyNz3hyr5I/AAAAAAAAAOU/r3szVoTnhbk/s400/DSC03381.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259234387080425362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SPyN0Hy9qLI/AAAAAAAAAOc/DP3hIi3Z7t0/s1600-h/DSC03394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SPyN0Hy9qLI/AAAAAAAAAOc/DP3hIi3Z7t0/s400/DSC03394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259234391447414962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SPyN0oUegSI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Xo53wx6YgKg/s1600-h/DSC03413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SPyN0oUegSI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Xo53wx6YgKg/s400/DSC03413.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259234400177914146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SPyN04hbqQI/AAAAAAAAAOs/lRiLOoKKdOw/s1600-h/DSC03418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SPyN04hbqQI/AAAAAAAAAOs/lRiLOoKKdOw/s400/DSC03418.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259234404527220994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-7590942937598601184?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/7590942937598601184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=7590942937598601184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/7590942937598601184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/7590942937598601184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/10/f1.html' title='F1'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SPyNz3hyr5I/AAAAAAAAAOU/r3szVoTnhbk/s72-c/DSC03381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-7290753616536639667</id><published>2008-09-21T07:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T07:30:37.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CYA Dedication</title><content type='html'>Being a Changi Youth Ambassador, I had been through different stages before I am who I am today. Often, I asked myself this question, ‘’Why do I join Changi Youth Ambassador?’’ Over the periods, I realized that my answer to this question is very different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Changi Youth Ambassador’s interview, my purpose to join Changi Youth Ambassador was simply because I do not have any commitment and thus accompany my friend to join this organization that she was very interested in.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I had gone through two rounds of interviews, my perception to join Changi Youth Ambassador was to learn new things and get exposed to a new environment for more learning experiences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first few weeks, joining Changi Youth Ambassador has allowed me to gain many more friends and be bonded together as a group. During breaks, we often talked about projects, assignments and upcoming tests. When we have our debriefing sessions, we will share the different interesting encounters that we have with the passengers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When auditing commences, I felt very stressed, stressed up with the marks of the quizzes that accumulate in my Changi Youth Ambassador results. There were a period where I was really bothered about my audit results as my audits does not seems to be good at all. But gradually, I realized how these audit questions were a benefit to me during duties. It made me understand the airport better and be able to guide passengers individually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day Christmas Eve 2007, each of us on duty that day looked forward to the countdown party that we are going to have in airport after our duties. It was the first Changi Youth Ambassador gathering. But on that night, I also had my very first special service encounter with an old couple. The incident that happened that day will always stay as part of my memories. That night, I also felt what satisfaction is, understand my presence as Changi Youth Ambassador and also understand how I can make a difference to the passengers worldwide that is in Changi Airport. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not just the passengers that left deep memories, everyone else who were on this journey with me has played a part. Be it my Senior Rover, my fellow Changi Youth Ambassador or the Customer Service Officers. My Senior Rover, Woon Jiun, he had taught me countless values of service and is also a role model that I wish to learn from and be as a successful service provider as him. From each and every Changi Youth Ambassadors I had worked with, they had taught and shown me the various methods to approach and solve problems that we are facing. The Customer Service Officers has always been there to guide me through to have a better understanding of the airport. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these experiences were what the textbooks cannot give and teach me, there were the experiences I been throughout the Changi Youth Ambassador duties.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most satisfying expression to get from passengers is not any praises, but a sentence: “Why doesn’t my country have such an organization? I think my country should learn from Changi Airport too. This organization is really great.” This, is a praise not for an individual, it is a praise for Singapore, for Changi Airport, for Temasek Polytechnic, for Changi Youth Ambassador and everyone else that played a part in making this organization a successful one. Every time I hear this from a passenger, I felt so proud being a Changi Youth Ambassador, being part of the organization.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joining Changi Youth Ambassador has given me a group of friends, valuable learning experiences, wonderful memories and also everlasting service skills that I will remember. Although Changi Youth Ambassador for my batch has ended, but I bring with me the bounder less service skills I had learnt and the ultimate sense of satisfaction that will forever be imprinted in me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something I wrote for Changi Youth Ambassador Graduation Ceremony.It was the longest dedication. One and a half page. But it took me one whole day to complete the whole essay. My English has never been my forte, but its something I will work hard to improve on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-7290753616536639667?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/7290753616536639667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=7290753616536639667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/7290753616536639667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/7290753616536639667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/09/cya-dedication.html' title='CYA Dedication'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-1171851602588424320</id><published>2008-09-09T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T11:43:44.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Contrast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SMa0NdwbVgI/AAAAAAAAANw/0Yws4cgRBPs/s1600-h/DSC03290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SMa0NdwbVgI/AAAAAAAAANw/0Yws4cgRBPs/s400/DSC03290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244076959538566658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 July 2004 包公怒斩鲁斋郎&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guys find me among the six people?&lt;br /&gt;Guess! Guess! Guess!&lt;br /&gt;Guess correct... Erm.&lt;br /&gt;Then i tell you. Hahaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SMa0Ns78cII/AAAAAAAAAN4/Vx_Nu8cVJr8/s1600-h/P1030194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SMa0Ns78cII/AAAAAAAAAN4/Vx_Nu8cVJr8/s400/P1030194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244076963613405314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;22 August 2008 -  Coasta Sand Resort Pasir Ris&lt;br /&gt;No need guess.&lt;br /&gt;I am the funny one there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Two Pictures, two different emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st one.&lt;br /&gt;Fear, Guessing and unhappiness.&lt;br /&gt;Until now, I was unsure why the relationships wasn't great.&lt;br /&gt;Because I was disliked?&lt;br /&gt;Because they don't want me?&lt;br /&gt;But I never knew the real reason.&lt;br /&gt;And I guess will never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd one.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Happiness, Joyfulness, Gladness, Wonderfulness.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish all of us can spend more time together!&lt;br /&gt;The relationship I feels between all of them was so strong.&lt;br /&gt;And these friends impact me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2437459728627373084-1171851602588424320?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/1171851602588424320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=1171851602588424320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/1171851602588424320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/1171851602588424320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/09/contrast.html' title='Contrast'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SMa0NdwbVgI/AAAAAAAAANw/0Yws4cgRBPs/s72-c/DSC03290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-2615212139631062731</id><published>2008-09-08T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T11:15:25.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SMVrq1iQONI/AAAAAAAAAM4/B--MTEnCEHk/s1600-h/DSC03148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SMVfveNhj1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NZVJ7VxFf4Y/s400/DSC03205.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243702610311090002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-3595460220298736266?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/3595460220298736266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=3595460220298736266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/3595460220298736266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/3595460220298736266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_07.html' title=''/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SMViKnETWrI/AAAAAAAAAIY/rPwub1eHJ_Y/s72-c/P1030171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-8748443000144709086</id><published>2008-09-02T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T08:31:11.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah 18 th bdae - Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mummy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The chalet is entirely created by my mummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had only opened my mouth and said "Let's have a chalet!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promised to help, but became helpless, as I was really busy studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She went to order the whole stingray, the prawns, the sotong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The chicken wings, the corn, ordered the cooked food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And many other many matters to be attended to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until now, the full cost of the chalet is also paid by her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank MaMa. I know I didnt say much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I really appreciate the tremendous effort you spent for the chalet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stella and Brother&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for the nike bag. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SL_8XA8VW-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/cuYMbIg7zU8/s1600-h/DSC03260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242185963602795490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" height="193" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SL_8XA8VW-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/cuYMbIg7zU8/s200/DSC03260.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SL_8DHacG3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/cre-39jtaDs/s1600-h/DSC03260.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I wish I can use it as soon as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's reallly expensive I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for specially going again to a store to buy it for a birthday surprise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SL_-oYfN0XI/AAAAAAAAAFY/aY_LgV8I4Nc/s1600-h/DSC03264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242188461004149106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" height="155" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SL_-oYfN0XI/AAAAAAAAAFY/aY_LgV8I4Nc/s200/DSC03264.JPG" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I appreciate the beautiful watch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lime juice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the satay you ordered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The rest of the  family.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone else in the family who came. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am really sorry that i was not able to spend some time with you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope we will be able to spend more time chatting together soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-8748443000144709086?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/8748443000144709086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=8748443000144709086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/8748443000144709086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/8748443000144709086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/09/sarah-18-th-bdae-family.html' title='Sarah 18 th bdae - Family'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SL_8XA8VW-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/cuYMbIg7zU8/s72-c/DSC03260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-4479123908738904823</id><published>2008-08-31T08:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T12:42:26.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2H12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe a lot of people doesnt know.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't in the most enjoyable class ever since Kindergarden.&lt;br /&gt;Either many problems surface or i cannot bond with people.&lt;br /&gt;Will you believe if i tell you that a Chinese teacher told my mum i had low EQ in primary school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in a class to me was a horrible nightmare for many years! But being in polytechnic, my class life becomes much much much better. In 1H12 we have gatherings and interesting classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester, being assigned to 2H12, I could'nt really adapt to the fact that we shuffled class. I wondered how am i able to interact with new classmates and be drifted from my previous cliques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out to be the best class that have been into. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2H12&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241062585019620386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SLv-pxmvXCI/AAAAAAAAADw/TR6XwvS0gag/s400/1h12" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wonderful 2H12 !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daphne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241101827128956434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SLwiV92sFhI/AAAAAAAAAE4/yOaJO8-40Dc/s400/DSC00032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daphne Darling : The only one who was came with me to this class from 1H12.&lt;br /&gt;We only had both of us when we first came into 2H12.&lt;br /&gt;Really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss Daphne darling, the way she talk to me in a '爹爹' voice. The only darling that cannot go out. But, but, specially got permission to come to my chalet. I was really really glad to see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quan Hao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241078486809658674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SLwNHYY7RTI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3LPBdvK7xc4/s400/DSC00034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao er' Darling : She is always so cute and adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes, or many times, always do hilarious things that make I don't know what to do with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One thing you always do to me. Draw a smile and tell me to smile. Remember? I do! At times i was down, it does lessen the sadness. It really do! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ee Ling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241078488046234386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SLwNHc_v6xI/AAAAAAAAAEI/yEJWRlHkILc/s400/DSC00038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ee Ling Mummy : Always shout Mummy, Help...!" and nicely, she will get your hair done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;During one friday when she was the Sugarloaf Headwaitress, I happily shouted for help. I remember, remembered clearly, she still did it for me. Do a fast and quick twist with my hair and rush off hurrily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you Ee Ling Mummy ! For always being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know you 'hen xin ku', need to work and also cope with studies. It also lead to part of a reason why you were often late and not getting enough sleep. Do take care. Don't tire yourself too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Phoebe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241078491632160466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SLwNHqWsztI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/C-TM1FIA8Vo/s400/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Phoebe : Hahaha, remember the usual joke? But its really fine. I think the way you are is really cute. There is a suddenly pop-up encouraging words from you. They are really warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your smiles are always so cheerful. Do continue to smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Purdee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241078494111367298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SLwNHzlygII/AAAAAAAAAEY/9vbRQPm_1o4/s400/DSC00048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Purdee : I think you do have a lot of nick names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Always remember the night that we spend at my house. You, me and Aaron. How tired we became and how we force the cherry tomatos, parmasen cheese and beef sauces into our mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the day that you rused down to school to pass the project by 10 am. How relieved and tired we were that we sat down outside the staff room before going to Sugarloaf for a meal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dennis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241099047607254834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SLwf0LVEvzI/AAAAAAAAAEw/3r5HHj57Kp0/s400/P1030198.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oreo Green Tea Mc Flurry (Dennis) : I think you kuai bei wo fan shi le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyday ask him for Oreo Green Tea Mc Flurry. Telling him lame lame jokes. Like erm, eating too much tigers, telling him i veryvery cute. And always tell you the taboo word. But but but, its true. Then you will give me the very 'diao!' smile. I think at times you really don't know what to do with me or feels like punching me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Things we share together. There are so many. Thanks for being there all the while to support me for the chalet. You are the one who gave me the first promise to come, the one who knows much about the happenings of the chalets, the one who came so early to help out and to be scalded with a funny blister. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And also the one to encourage me at different paths of the last semester. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aaron&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241106942673319842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SLwm_uvgd6I/AAAAAAAAAFA/e68klBJC1ZM/s400/DSC03177.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aaron : As we both stays in Punggol, we had bus trips back home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Remember topics we shared ? I still remember them quite clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will work hard to achieve what we want in life isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Donovan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Donovan: Your 'hong luo bo' is really so funny. Always see your effort in things you do to ensure that they work out well. Jiayous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At Sugarloaf, You did well as an assistant Headwaiter. Thanks, it was your support that day that makes me move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wei Da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wei Da : It was nice to have company to airport and to have a rush dinner at the staff canteen. Remember the first top table operation? You, as the head waiter? Yeps, thanks for the support. I can pluck up confidence to do well also because of your support. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You made many of us smile at classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kher Meng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kher Meng : All the funny jokes about you are fun ! I like the HTM shirt you designed. You really made it very delicate. And the funny joke about shifting the front and back picture. Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SC &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SC : I always bully you. But dont really mean it de. Your presence brought happiness and laughter to the class. And I was impressed with your for washing $3,600 plus of food and cutleries. That was really great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shawn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shawn : No need to hide your bag le ba? Can keep it safe with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A sincere 'thank you' for all the played "QingTian." I really love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks for the well wishes on my birthday. Was really surprised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Albert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Yu Guo Tian Qing" le ah. Thanks for helping put in the many matters of the class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ying Fang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ying Fang : Memories of the first day in SSM still encarves in my mind. It was a interesting challenge isnt it? Mssing the times we were in the changing room after ssm for short chats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heng Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heng Ying : I still remember the torture of the job we had together. But the pay was not bad. The taxi trip home and how we met at blue max in Compas Point. Memorable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jocelyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Joceyln : You are really fun and enjoyable to be with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Natasha : Cookies and Muffins and clothes. Business-minded ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone else&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Drusilla, Peiwen, Kellyn, Keong, Min Min : Although we didnt interact much, but we are part of this class. Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I did not miss out anyone right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am so going to Miss so many of you guys. Its always nor easy to get into the same class nect semester. But we still hope for the chance. We shall still have the gatherings together, go out together, have meals together, play together and have suntan in Sentosa together too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's not let it end here !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-4479123908738904823?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/4479123908738904823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=4479123908738904823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/4479123908738904823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/4479123908738904823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/08/2h12.html' title='2H12'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SLv-pxmvXCI/AAAAAAAAADw/TR6XwvS0gag/s72-c/1h12' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-2026581472765098359</id><published>2008-08-31T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T07:31:21.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah's 18 Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sarah's 18 th Birthday Celebration is held at :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coasta Sands Resort Pasir Ris&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Duplex suite B01&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Filled with so much things to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That is also part of the reason why I didnt update for so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shall break down in parts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-2026581472765098359?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/2026581472765098359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=2026581472765098359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/2026581472765098359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/2026581472765098359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/08/sarahs-18-birthday.html' title='Sarah&apos;s 18 Birthday'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-659738262145091333</id><published>2008-08-02T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T07:55:53.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah and Hao'er</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SJRpgp5fJnI/AAAAAAAAADo/VVhxV5kaEHM/s1600-h/2008+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SJRoju_2WsI/AAAAAAAAADI/Vg2NUkbZBaU/s1600-h/2008+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SJRojoux9gI/AAAAAAAAADQ/fTDS5Kj9x0A/s1600-h/2008+257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229920028722329090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SJRojoux9gI/AAAAAAAAADQ/fTDS5Kj9x0A/s400/2008+257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SJRojyxBg4I/AAAAAAAAADY/AClhbhAJMn0/s1600-h/2008+258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229920031416091522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SJRojyxBg4I/AAAAAAAAADY/AClhbhAJMn0/s400/2008+258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SJRokRHO42I/AAAAAAAAADg/AETY3pwvcH4/s1600-h/2008+259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229920039562306402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SJRokRHO42I/AAAAAAAAADg/AETY3pwvcH4/s400/2008+259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you see the difference between the three pictures ?&lt;br /&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/2437459728627373084-659738262145091333?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/659738262145091333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=659738262145091333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/659738262145091333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/659738262145091333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/08/sarah-and-haoer.html' title='Sarah and Hao&apos;er'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SJRojoux9gI/AAAAAAAAADQ/fTDS5Kj9x0A/s72-c/2008+257.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-2678828297939864147</id><published>2008-07-27T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T10:31:52.196-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='f'/><title type='text'>Retract used to be what i usually do</title><content type='html'>I am getting irritated with myself.&lt;br /&gt;I am falling back to retracting from everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I am falling back to cooping myself in my room and if possible a tiny quiet space.&lt;br /&gt;My refletions angered me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such feelings were from the past, why are they floating back to me?&lt;br /&gt;Why? Its irritating to feel that way?&lt;br /&gt;Can't I be less self-conscious?&lt;br /&gt;Can't I just be myself at times.&lt;br /&gt;Can't people stop hurting and make use of me like nothing?&lt;br /&gt;I strives for what I want, and I will be willing to help if you really deserves to be helped.&lt;br /&gt;But not in the motion of being made used of..&lt;br /&gt;I am having enough of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything piles up from friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since friday, i never felt good.&lt;br /&gt;The service, the airport trip, the sickness and tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;My irritated attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tour, the tour guide. the fierceness and my attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When for the celebration, maybe it was just as expected. Got to feel awkward by the just-as-expected introduction to 'you'. It wasnt my very wish to meet you again, but it was the celebration of the auntie that really loves me since I was young. And what, cant you just leave me alone. The definition of strangers, &lt;strong&gt;is strangers&lt;/strong&gt;. . Every time the smses to me will only caused me greater irritation. Stranger dont apologise or ask my questions that irritates me. You do. It seems stupid to vent my anger here as you will never know what I am typing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what i am typing anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want a place to put my feelings down and concentrate on this very stressful week.&lt;br /&gt;Or at least the work that I have to hand up in quite some hours later..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-2678828297939864147?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/2678828297939864147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=2678828297939864147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/2678828297939864147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/2678828297939864147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/07/retract-used-to-be-what-i-usually-do.html' title='Retract used to be what i usually do'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-3818663407296665052</id><published>2008-07-24T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T09:54:23.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Surprise !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1st ever celebration from friends.&lt;br /&gt;CYA Wednesday Family.&lt;br /&gt;Woon Jiun, Jolene, Olivia, Grace, Josslynn, Wan Ting, Weida, Wina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all might not know how much it means to me but it really does! 1st warmth, 1st happiness, 1st time feeling very loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole celebration started with a werid personality test.&lt;br /&gt;Personality test about cakes, chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result was:&lt;br /&gt;- Very service oriented&lt;br /&gt;- Lack of Confidence&lt;br /&gt;- Does not take care of ownself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sort of doubt whether the results are made-up. Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The celebration:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was busy with a case until i reach east counter and everyone was surrounding there. Talking to Naancy and Ria and also exchanging contacts. I thought everyone would had left without me first. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was around 1015 then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I started getting weird and fierce calls to return to room.&lt;br /&gt;Calls never ended.. on the skytrain till terminal 2&lt;br /&gt;And we received a call to take a detour to back to the room.&lt;br /&gt;I thought what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believes that he wont be so fierce and angry unless something happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew you wont be so fierce to me de.&lt;br /&gt;I am so right.&lt;br /&gt;I trust you as much as you trust me.&lt;br /&gt;That's why i dont want you to be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I did'nt miss any session&lt;br /&gt;(Though at times i really really really wish to be naughty and slipped off !)&lt;br /&gt;You are such a successful leader that I always asked myself if I will do as well as you as a leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So something did happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my celebration. An early one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something was fishy about the lights off in the room and the detour to the room.&lt;br /&gt;A song. A cake. A present. That's my first ever birthday celebration with my friends. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks for making it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The personality test was just a test for what i like for my cake and present. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;And the photos ??? Give me !!! And dont do something funny to it !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-3818663407296665052?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/3818663407296665052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=3818663407296665052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/3818663407296665052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/3818663407296665052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-surprise.html' title='What a Surprise !'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-1283600243341724246</id><published>2008-07-22T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T09:34:24.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:) What I want to put in.</title><content type='html'>I went toptable today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was great .&lt;br /&gt;My cousin,&lt;br /&gt;The food,&lt;br /&gt;the ambience,&lt;br /&gt;the service,&lt;br /&gt;the topics we shared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things I believed i tried to change.&lt;br /&gt;But it has reached to such a situation that if i stepped in,&lt;br /&gt;i am the person who will be stabbed.&lt;br /&gt;I rather give up or has already given up.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should try harder and wait for a miracle to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then my dream of a perfect family will land perfectly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD, I am finding my footsteps that will lead me to YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I know you exist, I am sure I will be able to find YOUR existence as i know YOU never left me.&lt;br /&gt;You brought me and guided me to where i wanted to be.&lt;br /&gt;YOU stayed beside me when i was down, where there are things that YOU know I am not able to solve myself.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you GOD. I will work towards the day that I tell you I LOVE YOU in YOUR existence in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dardar,&lt;br /&gt;no matter what it is, remember that i always and always be with you tommorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I am sure she will be subjective, cannot blame her also.&lt;br /&gt;Analyse to her just like how you analyse to me.&lt;br /&gt;I know you WILL de.&lt;br /&gt;Love you k.&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt that quarrels lead to nothing .&lt;br /&gt;But letting the person understand will lead to a more positive ending.&lt;br /&gt;Remember that she only heard one side of the story.&lt;br /&gt;Tell her the other part.&lt;br /&gt;Let her know what she hasnt.&lt;br /&gt;Lurve Lurve ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In lecture theatre today, i felt warmth and happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-1283600243341724246?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/1283600243341724246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=1283600243341724246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/1283600243341724246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/1283600243341724246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/07/dardar.html' title=':) What I want to put in.'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-7221649777041281605</id><published>2008-07-19T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T05:03:16.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How did I land in my bed last night?</title><content type='html'>hahaha... I fall asleep talking to 'Oreo Green Tea Mc Flurry' .....Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;and i seriously dun know how i land into my bed sleeping and what i did before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was searching like mad for a good chalet..&lt;br /&gt;Anyone??? Any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;And i cant find friends blog links hahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18/07/2008&lt;br /&gt;Finally relieved yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Proefficiency test 2. I have sleepless nights just to study the menu.&lt;br /&gt;But I enjoyed and loved the way I was being tested, although what i memorised wasnt of any use. But i learnt more about food and improved my memorisin skills in a way.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed that i am able to serve the person i have been wanting to serve.&lt;br /&gt;I will work harder to show him my improvements.&lt;br /&gt;I will work harder to understand food and culinary skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At sugarloaf, hot food station. It was fun and enjoying.&lt;br /&gt;Fingers was burnt. The metal base is very hot.&lt;br /&gt;When student chef, brought in the chicken lasagne,&lt;br /&gt;it was placed into the shelf with a cloth.&lt;br /&gt;But many people wants it as they saw it.&lt;br /&gt;thus Sarah got burnt fingers.. but it is Not served as part of the selling food. hahaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt to play "do re mi fa so la ti do" on the cello..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i felt very lost in cello section.&lt;br /&gt;It was just my 3rd time there.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know many people. They dont really talk to me nor I talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel sort of uncomfortable as i am used to htm students passion of talking and knowing people even when you dont know them.&lt;br /&gt;And, i am very uncomfortable with staying aside in a corner and just playing alone there.&lt;br /&gt;Cello section is always after ssm.&lt;br /&gt;Thus I was near to sleeping when playing the cello everytime. It wasnt on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. but i found a coffee vending machine... It was Very helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also glad that the student instructor (i forgot his name while he remembered mine!) always check on me to see if i am still breathing. He is a very nice person. I would have vomited teaching myself cello. A funny incident was, I was supposed to place at a slunt angle to pull a string but i misunderstood him for 2 lessons and place it straight. hahaa.. I was glad there was him in the sections, printing bumblebee and other songs for me and patiently teaching me the basics again and again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-7221649777041281605?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/7221649777041281605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=7221649777041281605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/7221649777041281605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/7221649777041281605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-i-did-i-land-in-my-bed-last-night.html' title='How did I land in my bed last night?'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-8515925404308627428</id><published>2008-07-10T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T07:00:58.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yi ge bu kuai le de ye wan ..</title><content type='html'>Am I really so bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i tried hard and placed i my efforts in wishing that everyone will feel better and happier than me. Place others feelings ahead of myself, but what do they treat me back as?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it that i dont look like someone who needs concern and constant care will all the others need so? Do i look like i doesnt need my private time and rest while other need so? Is that how i feel is so insignificance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologise for everyone who pick up the phone and didnt hear very nice thing nor nice attitude from me today. I didnt mean it, there are always time that i told myself to talk nicely. But i am just plain angry. I hate to express my anger because I dont want to hurt you guys. But i really want to say I have a limit to how far i can go with certain things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling horribly terrible today.&lt;br /&gt;First, is the project and test.&lt;br /&gt;Second, how my mood to study is entirely spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;Third, z's attitude towards me. I am jealous, I really am. With all the love, care and nags i always tried to shower you with. All I got in return is you making use of me. You cant even treat me like how you are supposed to. You still need Sis advice to stop your bad attitude towards me. You never did how you were to Sis to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo bei ni shang hai le. Ni chong xiao ju zhi dao mei you ren neng rang wo gen shang xin. Zhi you ni. Cong xiao wo jiu xi wang ni neng kuai le. Wo rang ni bing bu dai biao ni ke yi hao wu gu lui de zhe yang dui wo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Du shu de xing qing wan quan bei po huai le. Wo yi jing shang xin dao wu fa ji xui du le. Jiu rang ta que ba. Shang hai le, hen nan ma shang fu yuan hui lai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku zhe ru sui ying gai.....hen bu kuai le ba.&lt;br /&gt;Zhe jiu shi xian zai de xing qing bu shi ma?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-8515925404308627428?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/8515925404308627428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=8515925404308627428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/8515925404308627428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/8515925404308627428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/07/am-i-really-so-bad-everytime-i-tried.html' title='Yi ge bu kuai le de ye wan ..'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-2879308511089418310</id><published>2008-07-08T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T09:41:02.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PHOTOS of MEMORIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOXGpvUqrI/AAAAAAAAAC4/FmdRNwKhWDs/s1600-h/DSC02812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220682533591886514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOXGpvUqrI/AAAAAAAAAC4/FmdRNwKhWDs/s200/DSC02812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Smile formal people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOXGzutW-I/AAAAAAAAADA/OiwP2iM7gT8/s1600-h/DSC02820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220682536273664994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOXGzutW-I/AAAAAAAAADA/OiwP2iM7gT8/s200/DSC02820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOV0j1ujfI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_GJnRK6dy74/s1600-h/DSC02816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220681123258863090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOV0j1ujfI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_GJnRK6dy74/s200/DSC02816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zi Lian people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOV0rXot-I/AAAAAAAAACY/gdKg_zkt6bw/s1600-h/DSC02817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220681125280135138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOV0rXot-I/AAAAAAAAACY/gdKg_zkt6bw/s200/DSC02817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All saying : "Me nicer!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOV08x9CNI/AAAAAAAAACg/cO0ON7Q4xbw/s1600-h/DSC02823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220681129953921234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOV08x9CNI/AAAAAAAAACg/cO0ON7Q4xbw/s200/DSC02823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am Wabbit! Your perfect gift for Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOV1IAMQmI/AAAAAAAAACo/Et-qSrA7Z9s/s1600-h/DSC02838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220681132966429282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOV1IAMQmI/AAAAAAAAACo/Et-qSrA7Z9s/s200/DSC02838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SO Ke ai .......... !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOV1ZmFe6I/AAAAAAAAACw/kU48fHYVGck/s1600-h/DSC02844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220681137688771490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOV1ZmFe6I/AAAAAAAAACw/kU48fHYVGck/s200/DSC02844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Missing you wor.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOUnHDwlKI/AAAAAAAAABo/RX2AYan-iLY/s1600-h/DSC02965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220679792683160738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOUnHDwlKI/AAAAAAAAABo/RX2AYan-iLY/s200/DSC02965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dearies Group Members &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOUngzSQVI/AAAAAAAAABw/liWgqErNguU/s1600-h/DSC02969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220679799593386322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOUngzSQVI/AAAAAAAAABw/liWgqErNguU/s200/DSC02969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Super 'OLD' tourist pose !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOUnyfem7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/rAxl0mIGACY/s1600-h/DSC02983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220679804342148018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOUnyfem7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/rAxl0mIGACY/s200/DSC02983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SO SWEET right? See the hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOUn2LzQFI/AAAAAAAAACA/npIiN9Zq0Fg/s1600-h/DSC02989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220679805333356626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOUn2LzQFI/AAAAAAAAACA/npIiN9Zq0Fg/s200/DSC02989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dearie 1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOUoHwqIyI/AAAAAAAAACI/Oy7E_JLSABw/s1600-h/DSC02897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220679810051351330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOUoHwqIyI/AAAAAAAAACI/Oy7E_JLSABw/s200/DSC02897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dearie 2!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/2879308511089418310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=2879308511089418310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/2879308511089418310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/2879308511089418310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/07/photos-of-memories.html' title='PHOTOS of MEMORIES'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SHOXGpvUqrI/AAAAAAAAAC4/FmdRNwKhWDs/s72-c/DSC02812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-6410178996079210744</id><published>2008-06-15T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T05:40:01.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>迷失了，找得回来吗？</title><content type='html'>我好像越来越迷失了自己。&lt;br /&gt;从几时开始这样的我自己也不懂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一直以来，我希望我身边的人可以开心，快乐。&lt;br /&gt;无论我是否认识这个人。&lt;br /&gt;当让，我身边亲近的，我更加希望你们每天拥有欢乐的世界。&lt;br /&gt;可是，世界有我想得这么美好吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为我希望大家快乐，&lt;br /&gt;在我可容忍之内的范围，我尽量的不说出或做出伤人的事。&lt;br /&gt;但，为何因此这样，我就常被利用。&lt;br /&gt;我不喜欢被利用的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;因为那严重的把快乐建筑在我的悲伤上。&lt;br /&gt;我沉默不代表我坦然地接受。&lt;br /&gt;那是因为我对一切的情感还在。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;付出并没有要求结果，但基本的对待，尊敬，我是需要的。&lt;br /&gt;原因很简单，因为我是有感情的人。&lt;br /&gt;这样的要求很过分吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我真得很在乎你。你会知道吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可能因为这样，我一直很喜欢能给与我自闭的空间。&lt;br /&gt;静静地活在我自己的空间里。&lt;br /&gt;能给与我自己的快乐空间里。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-6410178996079210744?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/6410178996079210744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=6410178996079210744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/6410178996079210744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/6410178996079210744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='迷失了，找得回来吗？'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-2454591211825464264</id><published>2008-06-09T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T10:53:58.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When projects and trips collide...</title><content type='html'>In 4 and a half hours time, I will be leaving for Kular Lumpur.&lt;br /&gt;Its a very impromptu trip and we are going to search for all the sources ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Hotels, buses, place to go.&lt;br /&gt;To me its very interesting, to create my own itinerary and bring my family along.&lt;br /&gt;It also cheaper that way. Think that money can be spent on food or shop rather than a hotel where you only need bath and sleep facilities. And also we will be out of the comfort and safety zone of having everything prepared by travel agents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But though its interesting to make out a itinerary for overseas, it not for Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;I have been spending many nights on the projects and itineraries..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I got to read the brochure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I got to analysis the places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, I got to search for the places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, I got to figure out the location for the places.&lt;br /&gt;(This is really bad as I am really bad with directions. A good joke today is that i asked if Yishun is near Toa Payoh. Haha, my family members and friends always laugh and stare at me when i asked them question like this.! But in school thay never taught that one has to study and know the places well ma.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, I got to piece these scattered places together.&lt;br /&gt;(They are REALLY scattered! And I cant sleep, even though i be going off soon as I am not done with the projects.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really helpless. Not even done with my BOE and BESE individual work. And i never seems to be finishing my itinerary. And the outcome of the itinerary seems so simple though i spent nights doing even before the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope, I can really put down all this work for a few days first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-2454591211825464264?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/2454591211825464264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=2454591211825464264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/2454591211825464264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/2454591211825464264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-projects-and-trips-collide.html' title='When projects and trips collide...'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-1530187099676773872</id><published>2008-05-30T07:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T09:43:14.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Satisfaction felt from the within</title><content type='html'>I saw my improvements today.&lt;br /&gt;I dont deny that there still many flaws,&lt;br /&gt;but i do see the difference in me from the last week to this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was a nervous and loss 'Sarah'&lt;br /&gt;This week, I saw the &lt;strong&gt;confidence&lt;/strong&gt; in me.&lt;br /&gt;I saw:&lt;br /&gt;How my product knowledge can impress my guests.&lt;br /&gt;How my product knowledge can assist the guest in 'knowing' what they are eating.&lt;br /&gt;Present information to the guests in how our food are carefully and skillfully prepared by the culinary team to bring out the best flavours in them.&lt;br /&gt;How the detailed attention paid towards guests, made them felt more at home and comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;How it made them more understanding when mistakes are made.&lt;br /&gt;It just simply little gestures of talking to them.&lt;br /&gt;Explain to them why the food will take a little longer to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;They are humans.&lt;br /&gt;They understand that mistakes do occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had one of my most wonderful day today.&lt;br /&gt;When almost many guests gushed into station 1 together with a guest sitting down with 2 bottles of red wine, we were lost and anxious.&lt;br /&gt;The first half and hour of service was in a messed up and chaotic conditions,&lt;br /&gt;when everyone has to be atend to closely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But gradually, my team picked up the momentum.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, we didnt communicate much,&lt;br /&gt;but we know what each other was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some incidents today that really made my day&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It was how i was able to introduce the food to my guests,&lt;br /&gt;suggesting food for them to eat. I was also able to chat with them and get their feedbacks on the food. I asked the gentlemen if the duck confit was too salty as gather from feedbacks from previous days. he told me it was aright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+This is my first step in successfully communicating and have a engaging talk with my guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It was a table for eight, and they brought along 2 bottles of red wine. Although it was funny at first that i wanted to uncork the bottle of red wine when it is just simply uncapping the bottle out. I was praise by the guest that i had a clean pour for the red wine. Although some of their beverage orders was missed out, I could sense that they were still indulge in thier meals. The gentleman also said that he commented me in the comments form but it was a real pity that i did not get a chance to take a look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+I was able to handle the wine service situation although some guidance was required from Miss Mark at first. I was able to provide basic satisfaction to my guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chef sat down at our station to dine. But the beverage orders was missed out. So i went up to him and apologise at the same time take his order. He wanted ice tea. Lipton tea with ice. The bar was stunned at how they should prepare this order. In the end, it was a bit delayed and Miss Mark made a new cup of Ice tea. Thus, I went up to chef and apologise again and told him that his drink will be delayed due to some errors in the ordering. At the same time, his appetiser was out, but appetiser knife and fork wasnt set. We quickly sent a chopstick to his table. Then i served the ice tea and fired his main course. I present to him and introdueced the dish to him. Vietnamese cuisine with basil, coriander and mint leaves. I told him it was spicy and he asked of it was very spicy. Then i told him that it a little spicy and the main reason was the chilli padi above the noodles. Then served appetiser and the sweet. And guess what, i forgot his coffee/tea order. Chef just asked for the coffee. It was until later then i realised that i didnt ask him for coffee/tea. When i present the bill to Chef, I was surprised because he commented that he enjoyed his lunch today and the service was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+I am glad to see the chef that he is happy that we, the service provider is able to describe the food to guest. We are on the frontline interacting with customers, thus it depends a lot on us to promote and describe the nature and preparation of the dish to guest. Only by dong so, we are able to promote and bridge a lnk between our guests and our chefs.&lt;br /&gt;Chef's praises meant a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;I know and believe that we can be better and provide a higher quality of service to the chef on the next service. We as a team will impress all our service instructors one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I brought Miss Sandra Goh to press the lift for them. But they were waiting for another friend. So, I started chatting with one of the lecturers. We talked about how it was in TCA today. I felt wonderful. I know starting was difficult but each and everyone have to go through this process. The lecturer talked about standing for hours too. But I am used to it. I told the lecturer that i helped out in my parents store. Before he left, he asked whether it was a F&amp;amp;B related store. I told him, it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+It was the rapport that i am able to establish with my guests. When i when back to business school in the later hours, i saw the lecturer and he said:" its a long day for you". I dont know how to describe the feeling, a simple gesture that Mr Sim reminded us on last week service operation&lt;br /&gt;can easily leave the guest with an impression. I was also glad to be abe to bring some other guest to the lift and noting them not to worry that its much slower as it a hydraulic lift.And also showing guests the way to the toilt and opening the door for them. I am applying them, going the extra mile to make ourselves inconvenience for the convenience of the sake of the guests. But i dont feel inconvenience but happiness i brought to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt a lot today. I believe that i can continue improving even though i am no longer holding positions of captain and waitress. I want my guests to be satisfied and leave with a smile and deep impresson of service and culinary students while leaving TCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed working with my captain, wei ling and my partner waitress hui li today.&lt;br /&gt;I apologised for the confusion and rushness at the start of the operation.&lt;br /&gt;But i will really like to say that it was a pleasure having you guys in today's operation.&lt;br /&gt;You guys have also cheered me up a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, not forgetting ying fang,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your help at the start, otherwie i might have messed up the whole sequences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One person will never make the service sequence works.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's post is just as important.&lt;br /&gt;TEAMWORK is the essence to success and guest satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sim's advice and detailed attention to the entire operation last week has made me learnt a lot and also guided me to improvements today. He showed me how details are important and how it would make a difference to the operation. Thank you Sir. For the start of my course up till now, you have given me many valuable advice for my self improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there is still many rooms for improvement myself, Jia you!&lt;br /&gt;I can make it. I will make myself shine as a service star one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satisfaction felt from within my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-1530187099676773872?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/1530187099676773872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=1530187099676773872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/1530187099676773872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/1530187099676773872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/05/satisfaction-felt-deep-down-within.html' title='Satisfaction felt from the within'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-4879100543887704</id><published>2008-05-29T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T09:20:53.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Me</title><content type='html'>Pouch found.&lt;br /&gt;it was in between my file.&lt;br /&gt;Treasure what you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think I lost myself along the way this semester&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to find it back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-4879100543887704?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/4879100543887704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=4879100543887704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/4879100543887704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/4879100543887704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/05/lost-me.html' title='Lost Me'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-3521421267236685607</id><published>2008-05-27T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T07:36:33.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is this? This is a Fish.</title><content type='html'>I lost my pouch today, the one i used to contain my handphone.&lt;br /&gt;It's blue and white one. There is a fish and it is written on the front 'What is this?' and back 'This is a fish'. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SDwV_2TI1fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r5DBFw57c_Y/s1600-h/DSC02015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205059455985178098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" height="172" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SDwV_2TI1fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r5DBFw57c_Y/s320/DSC02015.JPG" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pouch matters to me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;It is a gift by my friend cum buddy in Changi Youth Ambassador as an exchange of Christmas gift during Christmas last year.&lt;br /&gt;The pouch marks the day and meaing of the entire celebration and also my buddy.&lt;br /&gt;It has been with me for 156 days already.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like losing some part of me.&lt;br /&gt;It's a part of my accessories that bring with almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story goes this way.&lt;br /&gt;I went to computer lab 7 after accounting lecture today at 6 o'clock.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to the bus stop at TP main gate to wait for bus 69.&lt;br /&gt;But the bus broken down then i waited very long.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered playing with games on my handphone while waiting but...&lt;br /&gt;When i was on bus 69, i could'nt find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want it back..&lt;br /&gt;I am so lost now!&lt;br /&gt;I JUST want my pouch back.&lt;br /&gt;My handphone is also very unhappy that i lost its pouch.&lt;br /&gt;I am so 'dun know what to do' now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE ARE YOU , MY '' What is this, This is a Fish '' pouch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to do, i only wants it back.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone heard your friend finding a pouch like that, please tell me.&lt;br /&gt;Or my dearies friends, does anyone know what i can do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now i know the feeling of losing something you find it very important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes i really dun know why i am be so dumb and stupid. :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-3521421267236685607?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/3521421267236685607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=3521421267236685607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/3521421267236685607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/3521421267236685607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-is-this-this-is-fish.html' title='What is this? This is a Fish.'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_AvefX_jov1w/SDwV_2TI1fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r5DBFw57c_Y/s72-c/DSC02015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-6005325291530106548</id><published>2008-01-28T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T04:39:59.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacker</title><content type='html'>i wonder why pp slack in projects?&lt;br /&gt;i felt worst then having all projects cramped for me to do ...&lt;br /&gt;when i have projects cramped together, at least i know that i will achieve some work piece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont like to be slacker cause thats not me..&lt;br /&gt;but the fact is that i really didnt contribute much to BCS&lt;br /&gt;supposed to do other features which is simply e newsletter&lt;br /&gt;then when i realised i got too little to do, its too late le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i say i do pp presentation&lt;br /&gt;but sat was too tired&lt;br /&gt;wanted to do on sun&lt;br /&gt;but.. it was completed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i did was dreamweaver for enewsletter (which still needs editing!)&lt;br /&gt;and attempt to do template&lt;br /&gt;and just last touching (nothing much also)&lt;br /&gt;and 8 slides of presentation&lt;br /&gt;felt really bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am bad with computers&lt;br /&gt;like it took reuben 2 hours to explain to me how to sign in yahoo mail..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but cant do anything le..&lt;br /&gt;the presentation coming soon like 1 hour more&lt;br /&gt;my peer evaluation sure cui one..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-6005325291530106548?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/6005325291530106548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=6005325291530106548' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/6005325291530106548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/6005325291530106548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/01/slacker.html' title='Slacker'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-9116508825125343498</id><published>2008-01-23T19:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T19:50:44.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STellA!!!</title><content type='html'>today going to be the fourth day i reached home after 10...&lt;br /&gt;tis week reallly hectic and busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the brigde, along the fields&lt;br /&gt;walking alone with the breeze..&lt;br /&gt;gives me a great feeling of autistic again&lt;br /&gt;it feels so great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today seems to be a very stressful one&lt;br /&gt;9 to 11: micro presentation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 to 1: marketing rehearsal (only here now...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 to 2: public speaking rehearsal&lt;br /&gt;2 to 4: public speaking persuasive speech (yelow ribbon) presentation&lt;br /&gt;4 to 6: Jap role play rehearsal&lt;br /&gt;6 to 9: Study marketing&lt;br /&gt;9 to 10: go airport and fetch my dearie stella...&lt;br /&gt;10 to until complete: Study marketing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cant memorise the speech..&lt;br /&gt;so what if i am not scared of the stage&lt;br /&gt;i just cant memorise...&lt;br /&gt;if i can memorise,my grades woundnt be so bad le...&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just let me use the cue cards ba&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind being mark down...&lt;br /&gt;really...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-9116508825125343498?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/9116508825125343498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=9116508825125343498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/9116508825125343498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/9116508825125343498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/01/stella.html' title='STellA!!!'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-7164264764005544132</id><published>2008-01-19T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T04:32:02.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leadership</title><content type='html'>FNB&lt;br /&gt;Leader: Sarah&lt;br /&gt;Grade: FAILED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This matter had affected me a lot and even to my group members.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily they passed FNB overall...&lt;br /&gt;but its still my responsibility that we failed this project.&lt;br /&gt;It failed under my guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now, i still think that i have caused my group to fail this project.&lt;br /&gt;I MIND a lot about the failure of this subject.&lt;br /&gt;and i mind a lot on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the same matter going to recur again?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know&lt;br /&gt;After FNB, i have no confidence to lead again.&lt;br /&gt;i make a lot of noise during meetings i agree&lt;br /&gt;but in fact i feared the thought of leading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear that it become a repetition&lt;br /&gt;that the all grps i lead will fail..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought OB is still okay..&lt;br /&gt;but whether it still is now, i dont know..&lt;br /&gt;halfway through editing we realised some problem..&lt;br /&gt;there seems to be somewhere wrong...&lt;br /&gt;we are trying to recuperate it..&lt;br /&gt;but dont know where to start from.&lt;br /&gt;i need support.&lt;br /&gt;can someone telll me if it's still okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know what i am saying.&lt;br /&gt;i am blabbering i dont know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are tons of things i have to do&lt;br /&gt;but i have only 3 hours of sleep last night&lt;br /&gt;can i endure this night?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437459728627373084-7164264764005544132?l=sarahlxc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/feeds/7164264764005544132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437459728627373084&amp;postID=7164264764005544132' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/7164264764005544132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437459728627373084/posts/default/7164264764005544132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlxc.blogspot.com/2008/01/leadership.html' title='Leadership'/><author><name>the other side of me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11540167313983471810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437459728627373084.post-2689362945839957311</id><published>2008-01-18T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T05:52:14.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotion clashed...</title><content type='html'>slept at 330&lt;br /&gt;wake up at 630&lt;br /&gt;worked till 1400&lt;br /&gt;reached my house gate at 1445..&lt;br /&gt;but locked outside gate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something is just not right&lt;br /&gt;been rushing my work yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;the progress seems good..&lt;br /&gt;even though there are still many more to complete&lt;br /&gt;but i became more emotional...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiona, thanks.. without you msning me just now, i will have turn somehow mad. talking to u calms my emotions down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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