<?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-6903859</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:32:25.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>* * * [ i F e n ] * * *</title><subtitle type='html'>=D</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>410</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-5132915009241389750</id><published>2007-10-28T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T02:13:25.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHA, JUST DROPPING BY TO SAY&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; ELLO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-5132915009241389750?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/5132915009241389750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=5132915009241389750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/5132915009241389750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/5132915009241389750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/10/haha-just-dropping-by-to-say-ello.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-7931339121818667406</id><published>2007-07-18T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T17:44:02.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Bananarama - Love In The First Degree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shifted to LiveJournal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not &lt;a href="http://ifen.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://ifen.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop me an email or msn for new addy if you would like to continue reading. It really depends if I am interested to let you know me, too. Byebye. I love you Blogger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;have to&lt;/strong&gt; make some modification like shifting the video down cos I am on the verge of barfing each time I come back to see &lt;em&gt;"MR HANDSOME"&lt;/em&gt; looking back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/riBS5cURFRI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/riBS5cURFRI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven Lim is such hilarious ass. The tongue-lashing was prolly an impromptu act. Classic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You suck&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. You suck&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. You suck&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; suck&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; suck&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sickened by the fact I am ending with this video, I promise I will take it down after a week or so. Neway I'm gonna stop writing here, been writing there and all's well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-7931339121818667406?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/7931339121818667406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=7931339121818667406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/7931339121818667406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/7931339121818667406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/07/listening-to-bananarama-love-in-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-4366545247618700175</id><published>2007-07-11T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T17:02:16.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Kylie Minogue - I Should Be So Lucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Transformers last week with Liyan and SK. Not too bad given I didnt watch a single episode of the cartoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent quality time with my family at Genting. As boring as it can be, it's the first time we're travelling without relatives. Didnt want to go into the casino initially but I thought I would love to know why my folks are so hooked to the jackpot machines, haha. Arcade-like I'd say. I got hooked too, cos Genting is fucking boring OK. I roamed the whole shopping area leaving almost same amount of cash in my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/aifenefia/RpSK7BnXdHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/QpJdrvRUUtg/s800/DSCF3016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/aifenefia/RpSK7hnXdII/AAAAAAAAAEI/QSKJzXejS7Q/s800/DSCF3036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/aifenefia/RpSK8RnXdJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/vQJ4X1syRqk/s800/DSCF3050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/aifenefia/RpSK8xnXdKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/evSjvVa_9TU/s800/DSCF3054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/aifenefia/RpSK9RnXdLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/NGvWNY3uHpk/s800/DSCF3064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/aifenefia/RpSK-BnXdMI/AAAAAAAAAEo/rp0TNbpBUP0/s800/DSCF3085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/aifenefia/RpSK-hnXdNI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XssGgwADXdc/s800/DSCF3092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/aifenefia/RpSK_BnXdOI/AAAAAAAAAE4/d_Xs9GUKrk8/s800/DSCF3094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/aifenefia/RpSK_xnXdPI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xIUH3DGwPnw/s800/DSCF3108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/aifenefia/RpSLARnXdQI/AAAAAAAAAFI/oKxASqQN4WI/s800/DSCF3123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/aifenefia/RpSLAxnXdRI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xzF49jvvOI0/s800/DSCF3128.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/aifenefia/RpSLBRnXdSI/AAAAAAAAAFY/vGtGX5kwmOE/s800/DSCF3130.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/aifenefia/RpSLCBnXdTI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VXJLJf6faCw/s800/DSCF3140.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/aifenefia/RpSLCRnXdUI/AAAAAAAAAFo/bg2X_RCqGdo/s800/DSCF3156.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/aifenefia/RpSLDBnXdVI/AAAAAAAAAFw/JH2GBiXET_w/s800/DSCF3165.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/aifenefia/RpSLEBnXdWI/AAAAAAAAAF4/bXOxuSPGX8Y/s800/DSCF3167.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/aifenefia/RpSLEhnXdXI/AAAAAAAAAGA/vTrFWQAIQsg/s800/DSCF3178.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/aifenefia/RpSLFRnXdYI/AAAAAAAAAGI/W9GbCgWFz6I/s800/DSCF3186.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/aifenefia/RpSLHhnXdbI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vsrO8zkpYJo/s800/DSCF6489.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love hanging out with my family cos we're all so funny. Like friends more than family. But can we stop going to &lt;em&gt;ulu ulu&lt;/em&gt; places like this? Would love to bring y'all around Hong Kong. The best time would be coming January cos I've registered for Spice Girls' concert and I really wanna watch them in action! *cross my fingers for the tixs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which I am missing the times with Asikin and Angie. Long-lasting trrriple As, HAHA. I should start calling up whoever I've been neglecting since I'm like, quite free? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, no more family business co for me, I swear. I cant work with bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiuli gonna start her 3D course, so prolly no more ladies' night. XJ got into SIM and judging from her blog, she's prolly going to end up "&lt;em&gt;zui hou yi ming&lt;/em&gt;", and heartless Nick's off to Sydney. Amazing, we've been around for half a decade, and moving on steadily. Sometimes I cant help it but thanks Andrew for teaching us the importance of each other's presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laterz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-4366545247618700175?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/4366545247618700175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=4366545247618700175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/4366545247618700175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/4366545247618700175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/07/listening-to-kylie-minogue-i-should-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-1915592750400408607</id><published>2007-07-06T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T03:56:38.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Watching:&lt;/strong&gt; Channel 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll meet a man who knows how to wield a lot of power. Pick up some pointers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;-Friendster-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been long since I had a good chat with Yilong. Still babbling and bickering as usual. But indeed he helped a lot. Thanks for not asking anything when I asked you not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt matter what goes around since I'm gone for good. Truth to be told, hypocrite he is. Crap he's always been. Wish the important people I knew there still loves me for who I am, lol. Knew where I came from, where I intended to go, understood my actions, and why I never retreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda worried for Liyan's everyday's lunch. Then again, she's prolly elated no one gonna disturb her when she's busy, haha. You can use MY toilet cubicle as much as you want! I think I've got one more roll of toilet paper in my third cabinet, lol. And help me bid goodbye to the "NO VEGE, NO CHILLI XIAO JIE~" aunty and the fruity aunty who keeps wacking my backside. Eww, I'll miss the fried &lt;em&gt;hor fun&lt;/em&gt; and guava&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont even feel bad for not letting me quit previously! Was my (stupid) choice. Just dont let some fucktard do the brainwashing, please! Has been great working with you. Learning American English, learning to see things from other perspectives, learning how to scrimp and save, give and take when each other is pathetically poor. I have been in great contact with all my other friends so you dont have to worry about me disappearing and you alone in Singapore, hee. For the rest of the year you're prolly more busy than I am. I will bug youuuu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZARA ZARA!! ESPRIT ESPRIT!! Pasta mania, New York New York, Long John Silver, Takashimaya, even the Orchard bus-stop (lol) yada yada...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woaaahh, very touched &lt;em&gt;hor&lt;/em&gt;? I dont really give a damn to other people &lt;em&gt;leh&lt;/em&gt;. See how &lt;em&gt;da pai&lt;/em&gt; you are, muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, if I'm gone missing over the weekend, dont worry, I wont commit suicide, lol. Short getaway (yeah, maybe chanting some blackmagic stuff on my way there) and building my portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-1915592750400408607?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/1915592750400408607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=1915592750400408607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/1915592750400408607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/1915592750400408607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/07/watching-channel-8-bottom-line-youll.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-5082975418032996067</id><published>2007-07-05T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T01:19:06.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Kenny G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been looking at all ugly facets of life. Bah, always dumbfounded when I'd like to express something here. But I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been known to be impulsive and hot-tempered so I shan't deny that fact. But it was only in the heat of the moment I knew what I wanted to do to set things right, to retrieve my dignity and to crash someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jolly-well knew not everyone is agreeable with my actions taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because they wouldnt know how I felt and my threshold of tolerance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take my hat off people who stays composed when mistreated. I find it dumb sometimes, but freaking envious. How oblivious they are, to their angst. I am not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; strong, really. The last thing I needed was people to provoke the already unhappy me, or having to smile at the someone whom I could rip his balls off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if concern was just a one-liner via MSN, save it. First you need to know I love to talk. Frankly speaking I'd love the whole world to see things from my perspective. I know this is fucking selfish but isnt this what everybody wished for when they felt they needed someone to understand what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know people care. But my mom who works in a factory wouldnt understand how it feels to be looking at the computer screen 24/7. The time and effort I spent studying composition, camera angles, taking pictures and editing nicely is solely to build my assets. It is not a skill to be taken advantage of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also nothing worth considering when some bloody hell fucktard cum arsehole takes away all your hard work and give it to someone else, just to spite me, maybe. Fine, I'll try to keep cool on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not trying to be difficult, stubborn, or hard to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying not to appear vulnerable and breakable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dont even judge like you know me very well, along side with your preaching, saying I shouldnt be doing this and that. They dont know anything if all they see are yelling and whining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, dont upset me no more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-5082975418032996067?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/5082975418032996067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=5082975418032996067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/5082975418032996067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/5082975418032996067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/07/listening-to-kenny-g-lately-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-7949243070980853963</id><published>2007-07-01T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T17:15:49.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Huecco - Inmigrante Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MUSIC REMOVED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely dig Huecco! Its a shame he's not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; popular, boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart &lt;strong&gt;El Chicle Infinito&lt;/strong&gt;. You HAVE TO listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neway, swept Vivo's ZARA with Liyan yesterday. She bought a whopping amount of clothes, using MY money, HAHA. Aiya, she'll pay me back &lt;em&gt;lar.&lt;/em&gt; We ought to indulge more than the previous months for working so hard for the past two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I (finally) had New York New York for dinner on Fri. What a splendid meal. It wasnt the first visit; but I've been scrimping hard. Saving is officially part of me now and boy am I proud, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/aifenefia/RodPvhnXc9I/AAAAAAAAACc/W76oOX6_T10/s800/DSCF2968-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/aifenefia/RodPwRnXc-I/AAAAAAAAACk/K00OO7WUZJw/s800/DSCF2971-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/aifenefia/RodPxBnXc_I/AAAAAAAAACs/akYjbFQGBRE/s800/DSCF2978-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/aifenefia/RodPyRnXdBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/oiydydop6BU/s800/DSCF2994-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/aifenefia/RodPxxnXdAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/fGO5QHI5UwI/s800/DSCF2986-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-7949243070980853963?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/7949243070980853963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=7949243070980853963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/7949243070980853963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/7949243070980853963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/07/listening-to-huecco-inmigrante-boy-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-1104137551518266590</id><published>2007-06-30T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T03:23:57.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH-MY-GOD~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_bRFRw08kMs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_bRFRw08kMs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geri's such infectious laughter. Mel C seems so... fake? She's probably still thinking her solo career beats the reunion. But damn, I cant wait for Girl Power, lol! Five lovely women. Hong Kong's in. Woah, I should think about it. It's now or never y'know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-1104137551518266590?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/1104137551518266590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=1104137551518266590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/1104137551518266590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/1104137551518266590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/06/oh-my-god-geris-such-infectious.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-9157373226195555734</id><published>2007-06-27T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T00:20:30.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Juanes - Volverte A Ver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work's been helluva hectic! Reminds me of Boxer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/mix/animalfarm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boxer&lt;/strong&gt; is one of the most popular characters. He is a Shire horse. Boxer is the tragic avatar of the working class, or proletariat: loyal, kind, dedicated, and the most physically-strong animal on the farm, but naive and not clever, never progressing beyond the fourth letter of the alphabet. His ignorance and blind trust towards his leaders led to his death and their profit. In particular, his heroic physical work represents the Stakhanovite movement.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, my secondary's literature novel. Right, I didnt read Shakespeare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never be like Boxer, but his perseverance spirit pulled me through the week. Could only remember him mumbling "I can do it! I can do it!" all the time. Literally cried for him, all the time too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIVEA sucked dry my brain juice. Take my hat off Juju, man. Glad the proposals are done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened over the week cept' paying respect to my godfather with two pathetic &lt;em&gt;tau sa&lt;/em&gt; buns (I am very guilty okay), hee. I will go again with more stuff aite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget, do drop by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://casarte.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;u&gt;CASARTE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! Cant remember if its solely my sis's or a collaboration together with her friend(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YES, MY TEMPLATE SHE USED, HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copied for her and poop! I have been stuck at Blistro every night since then. But I swear she made em' all by herself. I know most people dont tag, but do let me know via MSN should you know goody places selling those beads and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/aifenefia/RoKAthnXc4I/AAAAAAAAABM/OHfWPBNK1q0/s800/DSCF1701-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/aifenefia/RoKAuhnXc5I/AAAAAAAAABU/QDEq7OtEAnE/s800/DSCF1702-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/aifenefia/RoKAvxnXc6I/AAAAAAAAABc/WexyEJ5rH1Q/s800/DSCF1704-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/aifenefia/RoKAwhnXc7I/AAAAAAAAABk/4MOomeNtBU4/s800/DSCF1708-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know who did those neck-tags!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-9157373226195555734?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/9157373226195555734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=9157373226195555734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/9157373226195555734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/9157373226195555734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/06/listening-to-juanes-volverte-ver-works.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-951319434426236508</id><published>2007-06-20T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T01:13:36.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Huecco - El Chicle Infinito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday was family outing. I always adore hanging out with my folks. Ogling at guys with mom, discussing stuff with dad, sharing iPod with sis. KTV thoughts were harassing my mom, cos we didnt make it on Friday night and I had a sore throat. Sis tried her luck that afternoon and we managed to book a room at this TEN-DOLLAR CLUB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmyfuckinggodwhocameupwiththisname!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name definitely doesnt do justice to the place. Other than the queer finishing, I dont see anything bad with it. Smelly mics? Oh well, everywhere. They serve fakie shark fin soup and free-flow drinks throughout. I drank like three to four glasses of hot honey and woah, sore throat's gone, despite hogging the mic for six hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBA's songs sure made us all happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Aifen/DSCF2952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis's boyfriend took this pic for us. Not that I dont want to have his pic up, but he was so jaded that day to the extent the pics didnt turn out nice, and I dont wanna mistreat a nice chap! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to office today feeling like I had to fight a war. Though it's all out of goodwill, at times I dont understand why my manager does certain stuff. Like what, asking me to take 9238792387487 product shots, knowing that I wasnt professionally trained or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twelve items, nine sets, take all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I was sitting in a rubbish chute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Aifen/IMG_4165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three new, colourful postcards kinda brightened my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Aifen/IMG_4171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 June marked my first year with Blistro. Was wondering if I should spend another few years here but the Sevilla Doctor will probably get very disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 June is Alvarito's birthday! Love you hun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-951319434426236508?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/951319434426236508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=951319434426236508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/951319434426236508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/951319434426236508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/06/listening-to-huecco-el-chicle-infinito.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-1398172827994239769</id><published>2007-06-14T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T01:21:57.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Exile - Hero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/personal/boo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah! I am beginning to sense a resemblance to Donut while meddling around with the new programme I just downloaded. Photo-editing programme, mind you. Dont even start thinking what advanced technology can do to pull you and your pet closer, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claudia's going on leave for the next two days. I have tonnes of photos to be edited and 283798274893724 products to be shot. The proposals!!! Omg omg omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-1398172827994239769?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/1398172827994239769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=1398172827994239769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/1398172827994239769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/1398172827994239769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/06/listening-to-exile-hero-woah-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-5207240043918559020</id><published>2007-06-10T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T15:07:43.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Breaking Benjamin - Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from Kavi's wedding! Awesome experience. How many times we get to attend Indian wed? Haha. She looked stunning! Though I dont quite understand what went on during the ceremony, but I bet Kavi's tired wearing those heavy accessories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kavi was my beloved holy-crapper cum badminton &lt;em&gt;kaki&lt;/em&gt; when I was with Faber. I think all my Indian friends are funny, really. Lol. Days without her at Faber would be boring, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kavi's hubby, Siva, acted in some Channel 5 drama, so we managed to catch a glimpse of Singapore Idol - dont know who, and Randall Tan (we THINK) yada yada... I think Siva's more handsome, heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/kavitah%20wedding/DSCF2654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/kavitah%20wedding/DSCF2660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ I'm convinced; my camera is good, hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/kavitah%20wedding/DSCF2664.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ Ah ying and Lusi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/kavitah%20wedding/DSCF2666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ Me with Gracie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/kavitah%20wedding/DSCF2669.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ With Uncle Roger and Simon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/kavitah%20wedding/DSCF2670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ Nic's family. I like that smile on Sophia. So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/kavitah%20wedding/DSCF2673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/kavitah%20wedding/DSCF2674.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/kavitah%20wedding/DSCF2676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/kavitah%20wedding/DSCF2682.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/kavitah%20wedding/DSCF2684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/kavitah%20wedding/DSCF2685.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ Haaawwwwt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-5207240043918559020?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/5207240043918559020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=5207240043918559020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/5207240043918559020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/5207240043918559020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/06/listening-to-breaking-benjamin-rain-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-8953635620608761779</id><published>2007-06-09T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T15:48:51.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Ne-Yo - Because Of You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up feeling half-dead. Peggy was right. Cold kicks in; ultimate-dry throat, accompanied with nose stuck. Each time I tried to force myself outta bed I started coughing. Felt queasy. I couldnt even remember if there's work today... Until I turn on my computer to see my co-workers online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No badminton with Faberians at 2pm. Bah. Kavi's wedding tomorrow and I pray I'm gonna wake up feeling alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the awful things lately. I had a really good laugh yesterday. Was having an emoticon party with Kiran, Xiang Jun, Terence and Rayston (who kept so quiet; must be preparing for his clean KTV session).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and all I needed was a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate passive conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/mix/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/mix/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-8953635620608761779?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/8953635620608761779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=8953635620608761779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/8953635620608761779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/8953635620608761779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/06/listening-to-ne-yo-because-of-you-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-1960946047606647510</id><published>2007-06-07T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T21:23:13.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Linkin Park - In The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sun Signs, the problem, the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont bother if you dont understand me. It's probably some Rayston-Xinda emotion kinda virus passing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;There's no use getting angry or embar&amp;shy;rassed. Sagittarius is completely free of malice. He blurts out his shockingly direct speech in total innocence. The fact that he usually adds insult to injury when he tries to fix it also escapes him. Don't judge him too harshly. He means well. Not that he needs your sympathy-or mine. Under his tactless manner is an extremely clever mind and high standards. His unique combination of wit, intelli&amp;shy;gence and fiery drive usually brings the archer straight to the winner's circle. What really gets you is that both male and female Sagittarians are oblivious to their own blunt speech. They are truly convinced that they are the most diplomatic souls in the world. They're always saying, "Why, I wouldn't hurt anyone's feelings for anything. I'm very careful about that." And they honestly believe it. In fact, everything they do is done honestly. Pretense and deception in any form appalls them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt like I just ended a relationship. Sometimes I wish I dont possess such strong memory. I'd stop reminiscing and resist yielding to self-pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dont have to tell me I'm wrong. I know when and where I'm at fault. Change then, you might say. I could. But I'll been constantly changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; knew me. Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Her quaint phrase sums up every Sagittarian from age one week to one hundred years. The calendar doesn't mat&amp;shy;ter. They never grow up, anyway. Take a good look at your little Sagittarius girl. There she is, waving her heart at you, like a friendly sheepdog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When people don't say "hello" back to them, their tiny hearts droop in disap&amp;shy;pointment. Sagittarians are happy, playful, miniature clowns, who laugh with tears in their eyes when they're rejected.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so we &lt;strong&gt;are&lt;/strong&gt; clowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worthless clowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sagittarius may sometimes seem both casual and careless, but never let that lead you into the grave error of under&amp;shy;estimating the flashing Jupiter intuition and often brilliant mental processes. There will be times when you have no idea where he's going or where he's been either. There will be other occasions when you'll wonder if he's really shy, or just biding his time for that plan he has pressure cooking in his brain. At other times, you won't have any room for doubt. Hell make so bold you'll be aghast at his forthright statements. There will be little that's small about his gestures, ideas or actions. He makes large, grand mistakes and pulls in superduper winnings against enor&amp;shy;mous odds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dik dik dik dik.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Diak diak diak diak diak..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my intuition failed me but apparently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What goes around comes around, I know. It just suck when the favourite person in your life (at that moment) actually took you for a topic. All I needed was a heart-to-heart talk, full assurance I'd never get isolated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, the nice girl appear. Hit on my nerves and still nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dont have to prevent further misunderstanding because prejudice is present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;His fiery, righteous indignation is usually aroused when someone dares to question the honesty of his intentiona. He's the soul of integrity, even if he takes some odd, winding back roads to reach the truth. He really is. Doubt&amp;shy;ing him or accusing him of false pretenses can cause him to dip his verbal arrows in flame. They'll pierce your sensitive spots as if he had been trained by Robin Hood himself. In fact, Robin is a very good nickname for him. He probably deeply sympathizes with robbing the rich to help the poor. As for his anger, it never lasts long enough to really bum, and his arrows seldom leave scars. Just little nicks in your ego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I needed was a smile, instead of that sulky, suspicious look. I aint suspect, I knew nothing about that bloody hell box which I did unwillingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, sorry if you were busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given my brilliant memory, I dont remember throwing a single shit at anyone I love while I'm at my boiling point. Smiles are my assets; I have no money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Most archers sincerely try to cheer you up. At least, that's what they start out to do, but sometimes it falls a little short of the good intention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could write letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could dig CDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could remember things people sacrified and done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could SMS, MSN, email...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you...? Even write something back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Jupiter baby will cry when he's left alone, but wheel his bassinet into the living room where the grownups are laughing and talking, and hell sleep contentedly, with the warm, reassuring sound of hu&amp;shy;man voices in his tiny ears. His dreams will be all the sweeter for being wrapped in the cozy, familiar atmosphere of loving and happy people.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Life seldom defeats these people permanently. They believe that tomorrow will surely be better than yesterday, and to&amp;shy;day is pretty interesting. Moody spells are gone almost be&amp;shy;fore the clouds have a chance to obscure the sunshine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I was right when I said the Archer will never get along with the Bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crush me if you want to. Leave me alone and get the nicest friend ever if you want to. Call me crazy if you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will cry, I will whine, I will hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it took a hell lot of effort for me to open up and perform all sorta crazy antics, just to make sure you were never bored when I was around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had the nicest, blackest, fried bee hoon for dinner. I know thats out of topic but I wonder if anyone really read this far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The archer thinks with both his heart and his mind. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He won't always be wise. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes he'll be foolishly coura&amp;shy;geous. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He'll stumble and fall, then get up and try again. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you'll forgive him for almost anything, because he'll set your heart free with a very great gift. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;An honest friendship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/DSCF2083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-1960946047606647510?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/1960946047606647510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=1960946047606647510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/1960946047606647510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/1960946047606647510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/06/listening-to-linkin-park-in-end-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-8152128011261335899</id><published>2007-06-03T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T17:42:28.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Linkin Park - What I've Done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engaged, finally! Cousin Nicole's gonna hold her wedding ceremony this November in Tokyo. How sad we wont be there to grace the occasion, even though she'll be back with her man for a mini celebration here in Singapore. Bet she braved through a lot these months, tolerating all the male chauvinist pigs and extra high standard of living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was encouraging me to get outta Singapore the soonest, especially at this prime age. Shared some tricks about job hunting. Damn, she's like so cunning but the ideas were brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've to stop staying out late before I get grounded, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every other thing in life now; no complaint. I just probably need to catch up with more people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random. Not exactly. Very much for my &lt;em&gt;honey hill&lt;/em&gt;. No idea what's with the pouting, maybe too much time spent with Donut, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/DSCF2218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/DSCF2359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/Picture94.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/DSCF2460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-8152128011261335899?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/8152128011261335899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=8152128011261335899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/8152128011261335899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/8152128011261335899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/06/listening-to-linkin-park-what-ive-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-2981730794850874700</id><published>2007-05-31T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T20:21:11.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Rihanna feat. Jay Z - Umbrella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like a mini Chinatown at Zouk last night. Massive crowd. Together with my sis and her friend, we spent more than an hour plus queuing up. Damn. No wonder that ass tried to cut queue. Adriel did that too, but to no avail. Lucky Xiu and Val managed to get in, without us. Hahaha. But I reckon there isnt much room for breathing, not to mention moving about. Boo, so much for anticipating hanging out with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis's friend managed to smuggle us into MOS. Yay for free entrance! Till then my legs were so sore and I'd yet to have dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Nelly Furtado there. Omg. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I say last night was jinxed, or maybe Zouk forever disappoint my sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly I woke up feeling good. As usual I didnt do what I wanted to - gym or swim. I dont really feel guilty about it cause I'd gotten two books from the library few days back and I reckon reading is not a bad thing. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Friday tomorrow!!! Wee. I hope my gay manager dont even appear at the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ruin my day, that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-2981730794850874700?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/2981730794850874700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=2981730794850874700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/2981730794850874700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/2981730794850874700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/05/listening-to-rihanna-feat.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-8860837277597534833</id><published>2007-05-27T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T23:19:09.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Timbaland feat. Nelly Furtado &amp; Justin Timberlake - Give It to Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a thorn in my flesh. Disgusting irritant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unknown numbers will not be entertained in future.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it. Keeps calling and so full of himself. Different girl for every conversation. Shut up, fucker. I am not in the smallest degree concerned about your life. Stop telling me who longed for your attention, who got a new chap and made you feel so helpless, who has you on top of her list and whose boyfriend hates you for existing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, get a life, get away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAR AWAY PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont like that movie, so stop asking. And for hell sake I AM NOT GOING TO TEACH YOU PHOTOSHOP. Go away go away! Oh, somebody kill him please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasta on Saturday with Liyan. So contented!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught up with Yiting and Shikin yesterday. Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited godma today. She gave me &lt;em&gt;something.&lt;/em&gt; I asked for godpa's photo cause the one I have in my wallet was the death notice published on the obituary page. Bad memory if you ask me. The only thing I wish for her is to be in the pink of health. She is! I walked slow and observed, she could walk so fast and panting was out of the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Thai food for family dinner. Soooo nice. I wanna bring people there to try it. We're planning for a Genting trip, HAHA. Genting, like so boring. But there isnt much you can do with the government's 200bucks. I could save it for UK, but I'm looking forward to some pay increment. *evil grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt a lot over the weekend though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I really miss &lt;em&gt;honey hill&lt;/em&gt; mucho&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-8860837277597534833?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/8860837277597534833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=8860837277597534833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/8860837277597534833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/8860837277597534833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/05/listening-to-timbaland-feat.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-7708429445491255559</id><published>2007-05-24T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T17:09:28.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Nelly Furtado feat. Jayco - Say It Right (Spanish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta thank Xiu and Val for the company last night. Yours truly. I am always home with sore throat and headache. At times I really take my hat off my company. How do they tolerate my absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this week work sucks. I came to realise one's to be the joker, else no one gonna talk to you. The ironies in life, damn. People come to you cause they think your so funny and everything but in fact, they doesnt really appreciate the real you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont call me sensitive, I'm suffering from paranoia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every sound, every word, I think twice about it. True enough, sometimes intuition works wonderfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came to a point I had to let Xiu know that it could be a mess if she ever call Val her Best Friend. Think twice, sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practically you can say I am experiencing similar issue like six years back. I remember all the crying, sleeping, skipping school and not eating. It was like a nightmare I'd never forget. How I ended up oh-so-lonely overnight. I gave too much and I ended up like a poor soul. I never have the girls back. To date, I haven't reminisce the good old days with any of them. But we have so much that we could talk about. They made me understand losing close friends isnt a big deal. Nah, it's still a big deal, really. Chances are I can probably deal with these better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fine I reckon. Just erm.. Once bitten, twice shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into Jun Jie and Weizhong. It could strike me with another nightmare if someone was there too. The men, no longer boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was good to see Adriel. Still alive and kicking, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One and a half day more before I put on a genuine smile with the poly peeps. Oh ya, can I say Kiran is so funny! Please stop making me laugh when I'm at work with all your Taiwan trip and whatsoever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, every cloud has a silver lining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-7708429445491255559?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/7708429445491255559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=7708429445491255559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/7708429445491255559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/7708429445491255559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/05/listening-to-nelly-furtado-feat.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-8981556878244700189</id><published>2007-05-20T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T22:42:58.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Nelly Furtado - Say It Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Forever%20Grasshopper%202007/forever07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I made it there. Don't even start giving me weird stares! Another one-in-a-lifetime thing scraped off my list. *wink* It felt kinda off when sis and I stood at the Singapore Indoor Stadium's entrance. It felt like Power Rangers in Ninja's territory sorta, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sua gu(s).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they were my childhood! Posters, VCDs, LDs, tapes, cassettes.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, the crowd was erm... you know. The aunties who were sitting in front of us moved ten times more than the couple beside me. They were so cute! I could imagine if I had my hot mama along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great experience. I foresee I probably won't be seeing them dance few years down the road. They were so, wow. No lips-sync!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, dont even bother telling me &lt;em&gt;that whoever&lt;/em&gt; is gay yada yada. Just shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Forever%20Grasshopper%202007/DSCF2162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Forever%20Grasshopper%202007/DSCF2187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Forever%20Grasshopper%202007/DSCF2204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Forever%20Grasshopper%202007/DSCF2208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Forever%20Grasshopper%202007/DSCF2211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L6c9aLsnzi0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L6c9aLsnzi0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can probably hear my sis and I conversing, lol. But I remember the ladies behind us were 10000000dB louder when she yelled. She was sucha bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Great World City to meet Xiuli and Val after the concert. We were starving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd last night at Phuture was sooo bleah. And I'm sorry girls! Should've said yes when the Scottish offered beer, haha. Next time okay. Can we avoid the funny people in future? Lol. The break-dancer, the boyfriend lookalike, the big backside, sweaty man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun with the girls anyway, despite the sucky crowd and ho-hum music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I spent a lot today shopping with Xiuli and Val. I need to start living like a nun. My apologies if I reject going out for gatherings, really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work tomorrow, not again. &lt;em&gt;Sian.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-8981556878244700189?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/8981556878244700189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=8981556878244700189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/8981556878244700189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/8981556878244700189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/05/listening-to-nelly-furtado-say-it-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-8173949059092220698</id><published>2007-05-13T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T23:02:00.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Diego Martin - El Final De Cada Dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past two days were crazy fun. Newton Circus, Blistro and Zouk. Lotssss of pictures taken, after sucha long break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night I stayed up late writing love letter for Liyan. I was kinda taken aback when I realised how much fun we've been through together. It may not sound nice but its the fact that she's a new found best friend. I dont just call anyone "best friend." Hope she enjoyed her birthday in Singapore! It's the first time I'm celebrating with her and I wouldnt want it to be oh-so-crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I think the pics are fairly big, hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. on Friday, we were preparing for Newton Circus and fooood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF1907.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF1913.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF1916.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF1931.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF1926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF1933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF1939.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we actually had very nice &lt;em&gt;ice kacang&lt;/em&gt;. But there was this guy with an enormous permed hair with his back facing me. I prompted Claudia to see while I switched my attention back to the nice mango topping. With a mouthful, I lifted my head, and was soooooo surprised to see the big-hair right in front of me. Yes, with his face in our direction!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE.LOOKED.SO.FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like some study nerd who studied too much. Reading too often under the lamp and had his hair burnt. Oops, bad karma. But that was meant to be some sort of description.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practically spilled everything out like a fountain. Long one, without intervals. Been donkey years since I last did that, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were on our way back to the station. Claudia suggested taking some emotive pics. MOOD, she said. I really like one I took for them but I really dont wish the blog to take forever to load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF1956.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant quite remember if it was Claudia or me who took that. Two men walked past and volunteered to take a group shot for us. One exclaimed, "I can take R~E~A~L~L~Y nice pictures!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF1960.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF1985.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it'd be unfair if I say the second pic we took on our own is way nicer cos of the distance. But it's kinda heartwarming to see strangers offering help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was Liyan's actual birthday! We brought in the cake after meeting but it didnt came as a surprise I thought. It was like, expected. Maybe because my manager was quite... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF2012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;mg src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF2014.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF2021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF2037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF2038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF2032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF2044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF2046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF2003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF2076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF2086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF2093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF2097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF2100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claudia always fantasizes about being a man. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work Liyan and I met up with Xiu and Val. They brought us to Zouk. The queue so omgomgomgomgomgomgomg soooooooooo long. In the end I think we ended up in Velvet, together with Xiu's friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF2110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only pic we took in the toilet before dumping our bags aside and erm, still awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I go to Zouk, I am sure to feel unwell. The previous time I was there for event and it was a bad bad hangover. And everytime it has to be the guessing game. I was having a bad headache at the end of the day; lack of sleep and maybe too much vodka running within me. More than I could take. The dancing part was fun, except with touchy guys hanging around us. Val and the guys had been very protective!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had&lt;em&gt; dim sum&lt;/em&gt; after that and I felt jaded. Was feeling so cold, no appeitite at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF2114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF2115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dont like this picture. But I thought I looked pretty fine, when I wasnt, haha. I really wanted to eat that &lt;em&gt;da zha xia&lt;/em&gt; but I felt like I was going to barf anytime cos it was too juicy for my liking then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF2117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very funny Taiwanese. Everytime he goes "&lt;em&gt;xiao jie&lt;/em&gt;~", Liyan and I knew who to think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF2118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very nice and clickable chap who's been taking care of me together with the girls the whole night. It'd been funny if I slept all the way and he doesnt know the way to my place after Val alighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Liyan%20Birthday/DSCF2119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three bodyguards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we all had a great night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will sleep early tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-8173949059092220698?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/8173949059092220698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=8173949059092220698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/8173949059092220698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/8173949059092220698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/05/listening-to-diego-martin-el-final-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-2439843537418370637</id><published>2007-05-09T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T01:25:21.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Huecco - El Chicle Infinito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This looks too fun to be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I actually spent time coming up with the questions okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/354956"&gt;&lt;img alt="Leaderboard" src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/354956/2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-2439843537418370637?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/2439843537418370637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=2439843537418370637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/2439843537418370637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/2439843537418370637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/05/listening-to-huecco-el-chicle-infinito.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-3346906047620873546</id><published>2007-05-06T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T03:32:14.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Nelly Furtado &amp;amp; Juanes - Fotografia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all words available in today's world, I had to use BOBO. If not for Abel, I wouldnt know it reads "silly". Brrrr, I couldnt be any luckier. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now we know, YELLOW = AMARILLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During shower it struck my mind if I should try/learn/do packaging. Meaning to talk to some insane people about taking over NIVEA. I'll be narrowing my focal point but could be a stepping stone to specialisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching Animal Planet last night. Wild cats. Aww, mother instinct. She looked extremely gorgeous while fighting off hyenas for her kittens. Boo the hyenas for food steal, and for bullying the family (without papa somemore!) in big group. The cat looked something like this breed below, a lot smaller than the big cats but for sure a tad bigger than *ahem*, Donut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wild cat - &lt;em&gt;shuai!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/donut/Desert_Wild_Cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Donut - *roll eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/donut/DSCF1902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He probably cursed me for this angle. I think most girls gonna agree they have similar problem. Ey, no offence. It's just, my kitty's facing the same problem. He's close to 15 years old (for cats) so I reckon it could be puberty, LOL. I'll do him justice anyway, since he's been camera-friendly these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/donut/DSCF1890.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/donut/DSCF1898.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, my hair's dry and I should go! Have a good weekend people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-3346906047620873546?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/3346906047620873546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=3346906047620873546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/3346906047620873546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/3346906047620873546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/05/listening-to-nelly-furtado-juanes.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-6752573864896495677</id><published>2007-05-03T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T00:24:08.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Nena Daconte - En Que Estrella Estar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck fuck fuck. CHINA'S ENJOYING ONE WEEK HOLIDAY FOR LABOUR DAY. That doesnt save me from getting loads of work. In fact, more than usual. After donkey years I had OT again tonight. Whatever, money does wonders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about money. I saved &lt;strong&gt;200 bucks&lt;/strong&gt; this month. HAHAHA. I saved! Quite pathetic if your talking about being in the workforce for like, close to 2 years?! I will work harder! I will work harder! Having a long-term goal never felt so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anita Bobo. In case your wondering what I've been up to, Anita is a Spanish name given by Alvaro. So I was telling Liyan, I need to check out whats yellow in Spanish, given my family name's Huang. Randomly I blurted, "So if yellow = BOBO in Spanish, my name will be Anita Bobo!" Apparently it's not, okay. Now to think of it, yea, I agree it's pretty lame. But as long as it makes you happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YELLOW != BOBO in Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon we were typing lyrics (Uh huh uh huh, OK OK). Songs that were playing on the radio, lol. It came to a conclusion that American songs are quite crappy, or rather most of them. Or is it 98.7FM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then playing "Read My Mind" by The Killers, that we decided to flaunt our artistic flair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cant imagine how scared Liyan can get when it comes to spiritual stuff. Paranoia must be. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad went Genting (NOT AGAIN. @#!#&amp;amp;^!#!^**@$!). Bleah. Wanted to invite Liyan over for the night and was thinking of catching&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;AC Milan vs Man U but damn, 2.45am. Cannot make it man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to sleep, like, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RIGHT NOW&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-6752573864896495677?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/6752573864896495677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=6752573864896495677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/6752573864896495677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/6752573864896495677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/05/listening-to-nena-daconte-en-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-1921535800727722908</id><published>2007-04-26T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T22:41:38.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cant help it! Cant help it! The songs are too nice and I HAVE TO share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ismael (original singer should be Juanes though) &amp; Nelly Furtado - Te Busque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5yMjE6EWr1g"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5yMjE6EWr1g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El canto del loco &amp;amp; La Oreja Van Gogh - PUEDE SER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HxOk0pLSAQw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HxOk0pLSAQw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pignoise - Te Entiendo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IOJ5NsOFBww"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IOJ5NsOFBww" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/6903859-1921535800727722908?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/1921535800727722908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=1921535800727722908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/1921535800727722908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/1921535800727722908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-so-in-love-with-theseeeee-ismael.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-2728129133417154599</id><published>2007-04-25T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T04:13:13.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Nelly Furtado &amp;amp; Juanes - Te Busque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to sleep at 12am. Headed to the living room and started staring at the box. I suck up to almost all National Geographic's programmes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dig disasters like air crashes, volcano eruptions, tsunamis... catastrophes that help me learn loving life. I mean, you're not thinking I love to see people suffer, are you? I do not!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved physical Geography back in school (I still do) and its been a secret wish to be part of a research team. Drawing tectonic plates, describing its movements was one of my best assets. Reading non-fiction materials gotta be my favourite past-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, I have absolutely no idea why am I talking about these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I've been trying hard to appreciate my life and loving every bit of it. I aint perfecto for all I know but I cant seems to find anything REALLY bad about it. Poking at cellulite puts me down no more, being 157cm seems just right. Totally thankful for a pleasant-looking face with a set of almost-flawless teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My greatest pet peeve gotta be (slim and good-looking) girls who want more (than they need) in reality. When they're bloated they go on diet, thereafter complain bout that disgusting piece of cellulite dangling somewhere on their thigh. Once its gone they start looking into the mirror and wish for nicer pair of eyes. Right, when everything's in place, and they effortlessly received praises, they go, "BUT I'M SO UGLY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, I prolly used to think like-wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There're probably a lot of things I can do other than picking on myself. I need to get my ass back to library and do some reading. Watch NGC more often and yea, head out to somewhere to experience new stuff. I also need to stop being mean all the time, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about being mean, you know I'm not like that, lol. You just need to be alone with me to talk serious. Something to do with being an archer I reckon. If you're low on EQ, I'm talking about being a Sagittarius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt adrenaline rush at work the other day which made me think twice about leaving the peeps. Peggy needs help, and prolly someone whom she can whine to when things are not going right. How much I wanted Liyan to be back when she returned to China last August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyan gotta be one of the rare gems I found in Blistro. We knew each other cried at work but we never seen each other cried. One of the few that got my crazy antics' whole package, haha. She's the best person to prove you wrong all China Chinese are crap, but certain Chinese characteristics are so well-kept, haha. It's a bonded friendship I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe how many great people I've met in my life, from school till now. I'm sure there're more to come. I know this entry is totally irrevelant (sorta) or random but I'm done soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like me need to be reminded how fortunate I am, time and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/1-003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/1-00211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/1-00611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/1-004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF1858111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF184811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-2728129133417154599?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/2728129133417154599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=2728129133417154599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/2728129133417154599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/2728129133417154599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/04/listening-to-nelly-furtado-juanes-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-3033196056867709784</id><published>2007-04-22T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T00:17:55.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; La Oreja De Van Gogh (Con El Canto Del Loco) - Puede Ser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the six of us went Bright Hill this morning. Had to go to the information counter to check where's Andrew's urn though. The guys had to run errands cos we were practically noobs; forgot this and that. But we still had fruits and joss sticks and paper.... all gonna be delivered to him. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was sooooo hot. Global warming, who to blame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent whole afternoon at Ang Mo Kio. After bumming around the hub, we went to that bubble tea place again. Yeah, I said again because I was there just two days ago with Liyan. (-.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to get my ass home early and on the table were delicious &lt;em&gt;bee-hoon&lt;/em&gt; and bird nest! Wow, what a lovely Sunday. And yeah, more Spanish music for the week! There're some I got on my own ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with Juju for awhile. She's enjoying life in Dubai all right! No nonsense and fully utilising the two-storey hotel room! Ahhhh, envious. Be sure to come back with lotsa photos k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some pics today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/DSCF1841.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ Yomeng's...... I'll leave it to your imagination. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/DSCF1838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ Total mess with my last move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/DSCF1843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ The noobs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-3033196056867709784?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/3033196056867709784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=3033196056867709784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/3033196056867709784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/3033196056867709784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/04/listening-to-la-oreja-de-van-gogh-con.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-6565463347463326741</id><published>2007-04-21T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T00:36:46.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Amaral - El universo sobre mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch!&lt;strong&gt; Tooo haaawwwt! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/miller8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/worthy_shower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/normal_037E31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/worthy_white.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/b10219811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye ye ye, &lt;em&gt;ang moh&lt;/em&gt; bald! Pics to perk things up for a totally boring Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late and both Liyan and I were too lazy. Bleah, to think I bought a new dress thinking I could wear it this weekend! Anyway Liyan's birthday soon and I'm sure it gonna kick-arse cos look, Anita's around, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey hill's back and congrats! Mega doctor soon-to-be! Te extraño te extraño te extraño! Omg, so thai. I need to write back to Josh too. Been procrastinating. I can no longer blame him all the time now, cos I'm just as slow. He's been a total sweetheart for close to a year, thats when he aint tonito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by now it's the 22 April so, &lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Cecilia!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only 22nd. Omfg, at the rate time's moving, I cant bloody hell stop spending for the next two weeks before the pay-cheque arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we gonna pay Andrew a visit. I hope everyone keeps their spirits high throughout the day cos afterall the leet group's been sticking around together for so long! Quite a comfort isnt it? Sounds really sick but I have to say I love hangin' out with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That only applies when NS, Dota, Warcraft... are not in the picture, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-6565463347463326741?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/6565463347463326741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=6565463347463326741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/6565463347463326741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/6565463347463326741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/04/listening-to-amaral-el-universo-sobre.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-2382498954423580347</id><published>2007-04-19T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T00:38:10.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Avril Lavigne - When You're Gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad just got back from Bangkok. Bought lotsa stuff and a new luggage. &lt;strong&gt;Luggage.&lt;/strong&gt; Ahhh, travel-bug leave me alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway lotsa photos we took. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SWISSOTEL + CLARKE QUAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/item-011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^Claudia and Juju.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/item-019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^SK and Juju.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/item-029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^Juju and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/item-028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^Juju and Liyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/item-025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^Hell yeah, we were tryin' to be funny, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/item-035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^MDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/item-036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^MDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/item-056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^Juju couldnt aim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/item-069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^My bad for blocking Claudia. So we tried again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/item-071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^But Claudia made some disgusting sound!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/item-074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^Friends are reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/item-077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^Candid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/item-076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^Candid but I love it! Thanks Claudia &lt;em&gt;mucho!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;RICE TABLE + SPIZZA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF1328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF1333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF1336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF1351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF1361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF1366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/ourpics-015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/ourpics-017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/ourpics-019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/ourpics-021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/ourpics-027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That same morning Claudia and me tried &lt;em&gt;the hooligan pattern&lt;/em&gt;, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF1324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF1325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, I gotta sleep. &lt;em&gt;Haiyoh,&lt;/em&gt; miss Juju very much eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-2382498954423580347?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/2382498954423580347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=2382498954423580347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/2382498954423580347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/2382498954423580347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/04/listening-to-avril-lavigne-when-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-6636612350341398163</id><published>2007-04-16T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T00:13:17.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; El canto del loco - Ya nada volvera a ser como antes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; Mr Ong brought us all to Swissotel for lunch. Pictures are still with Juju though. Tomorrow we'll be invading Rice Table with our cameras I hope! My camera's batt is still 2/3 full, how cool is that?! All the way since Phuket trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really sinful for shopping at ZARA. Worse when you merely buy T-shirts there. I bought four and still counting... Oh no, Aifen you need to save.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with the poly peeps for free dinner (credit to Yomeng, haha) at Changing Appetite (Marina Square if you wonder) and experienced bad services there. Wanted to chill out around Clarke Quay but everywhere was packed! We settled for this bar near the bungy jump thingy. I was all excited because they were screening soccer match earlier when we walked past, and the crowd... oh wait, there wasnt even a crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, and so we sat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAS FUCKING RUGBY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr, I know nuts bout' that sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up with the 5-10 game. (-.-) Kiran was smart enough to come up with an eight! LEET. Whole night my ears were filled with "Dio, dio, dio, dio, dio, dio, dio........" We were so... typical Singaporean! Haha. Everyone was of course happy because drinks were on Wan Gee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept late and woke up at freakin' 5pm the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night Alvaro was nasty enough to get me on webcam and take this screenshot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/personal/My_Screenshot_09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just... cant laugh. Girls you know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my revenge but it was too much for him to take so I shall not post it up, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, Monday morning I'm looking all nice and fresh! The KOSE mask's not too bad, really. HAHA. I had makeup also &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. But the truth is, Sun makes the best lighting equipment! And you could see how everything oxidised after a day out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/personal/Picture80.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/personal/Picture91.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and finally the bangs are backkkkk. Grow somemore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for tomorrow. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laterz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-6636612350341398163?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/6636612350341398163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=6636612350341398163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/6636612350341398163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/6636612350341398163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/04/listening-to-el-canto-del-loco-ya-nada.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-1531991213768357935</id><published>2007-04-13T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T21:42:04.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Pignoise - Te Entiendo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hi to Alvaro! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/My_Screenshot_08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been indulging in Spanish music all thanks to him! Thats his screenshot, which explains why Spanish. I am picking up Spanish at a rrrrrreally fast rate! Josh wanted to teach me a line or two but it didnt worked. Conversing with native Spanish helps loads. You cant imagine how funny they can be! Alvarito's lil bro Pepelu, 15, is soooo handsome! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway try youtube:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMARAL&lt;/strong&gt; - El universo sobre mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pignoise &lt;/strong&gt;- Te Entiendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want Jennifer Lopez's "Que Hiciste" and Beyonce's (feat. Shakira) "Beautiful Liar". Cant find them. Not from the links I have at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been doing a lot of researching lately. And Xiuli's friend, Neil, has been of great help. Then again, its not exactly smooth-sailing. I'd love to try Birmingham but Winny's at London. I probably have to stay here for a while more, if UK is what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow gonna be Juju's last day and off she goes. Dubai, Singapore, Guang Zhou, Shanghai, Singapore, Indonesia. Very busy &lt;em&gt;hor&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/DSCF1099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear there is no way to find someone as soft-spoken as Juju.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, The Rice Table on Tuesday. Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-1531991213768357935?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/1531991213768357935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=1531991213768357935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/1531991213768357935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/1531991213768357935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/04/listening-to-pignoise-te-entiendo-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-5870906789180549704</id><published>2007-04-07T04:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T06:01:11.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Updated. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept in the whole day. It's freakin' 4.30am now and I'm WIDE AWAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than sleeping, I tried hunting jobs. London. (o.O) Dont ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I should just save and save. Maybe I could apply for the working holiday thingy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will write stuff for the slides, in case anyone is interested, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Here are the pics we took on the first day.&lt;br /&gt;The photo quality kinda sucks, all thanks to slide.com. Too helpful with the compression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I cant think of any better way to minimise the loading time so there you go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-da.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="550" height="500" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=un&amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=72057594047959514&amp;site=widget-da.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Mhanit was 15min late when we reached Phuket. I almost had a panic-attack because Dad was bombarding questions. I was ????? too. Mr Mhanit is easy-going but doesnt talk a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KATA viewpoint. Liyan, not TAKA. HAHAHAHAHA. It wasnt as spectacular as I thought tho. I'd prefer the elephant ride but.. not really cos it must be hard on the creatures, with the sucky weather making it worse. The grasshopper Pat did for us flew all the way back to Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Chalong Temple. Love it cos there were soooo many kitties! Forgot where we had our seafood but it was great. Nice, nice, nice! Shopping was normal. Massage was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love the Simon Cabaret show. The transvestites were so gorgeous. I hate them cos they have no cellulite. Instead, they have to-die-for legs and perfect complexion. You might just wanna pick on their shell-like hard boobies, which never moved an inch when they sing, dance, jump yada yada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've this picture of a young man selling fruits because his fruits are so sweet! And so Liyan was attracted, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-b6.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="550" height="550" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=un&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=72057594047973302&amp;amp;site=widget-b6.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was anticipating for day two. Islands, fine sand, snorkelling, swimming, hunks~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No &lt;em&gt;lor&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were arranged to go in a group. There were two Germans who brought three thai girls along. Really funny stuff. I'm amazed how things works sometimes. At least I was sure the Germans arent gays. The others in the same tour, I cant be sure. You know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only remember Maya Beach vividly. But was so packed with speedboats and no time for anything. We swam at Monkey Beach. Terribly salty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the jacuzzi pool at our hotel and erm, was trying to teach Mom and Liyan how to swim. Haha. Was cool to see both the Sun and the Moon at the same time! And many attempts to get the jumping shot, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we went for manicure and foot massage. I'm not surprise people thinks Liyan is a Japanese or a Korean. But me being a Thai is soooo unbelievable! I'm gonna take it as a compliment because they mentioned stuff like "Bangkok", "pretty", "16 year old"... HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-5f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="550" height="550" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=un&amp;il=1&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;channel=72057594047979871&amp;amp;site=widget-5f.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really regret going Patong Beach on the last day! Apparently we missed out lotsa fun! And I really wanted to swim there!!! We couldnt because we had to check out, meaning nowhere for shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, I had to TRY shopping for things. Cheap stuff but I'd prefer lazing by the beach. Liyan and I went to Irish Bar. Wrong timing cos there were only two of us, &lt;em&gt;in the afternoon&lt;/em&gt;, HAHA. I'm sure things would be different if there was a group of whites. The aunties working there wouldnt be all lethargic and &lt;em&gt;sian&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt feel sad leaving Phuket. I'd love to visit again tho. They've this SIMILAN Island somewhere which really attracts me. It looks good on the brochure so I shall explore SIMILAN soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-5870906789180549704?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/5870906789180549704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=5870906789180549704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/5870906789180549704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/5870906789180549704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-8839664980321177113</id><published>2007-04-03T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T14:27:28.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; 98.7FM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last conversation didnt made me feel good. But thanks for being honest. I'm gonna concentrate on my guy in future more than anything else so he doesnt feel like getting another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Phuket trip was fine, just tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try to get some random pics up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not feeling good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-8839664980321177113?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/8839664980321177113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=8839664980321177113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/8839664980321177113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/8839664980321177113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/04/listening-to-98.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-7659945943898786478</id><published>2007-03-28T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T15:20:50.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Chris Daughtry - Over You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Less than 24 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/mix/ec57d2b9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/mix/8bf9620d.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the sweetest guy could call me during my trip tho'. But I understand its not cheap, especially the great distance. Take care of your back anyway! *massage massage*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making me feel so loved. Will miss you! A lot. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back soon. Til then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-7659945943898786478?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/7659945943898786478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=7659945943898786478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/7659945943898786478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/7659945943898786478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/03/listening-to-chris-daughtry-over-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-8258308697547182950</id><published>2007-03-25T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T17:13:54.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Swollen Members - Breath (feat. Nelly Furtado)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the song. I really like it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I should say, thank you for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Aifen/cdd45dbf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea why but I've been getting albums these days. Maybe I need more lullabies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the bloodbank but unfortunately both Xiuli and I werent eligible due to some complications. *evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught Yuan Ting and Adriel at Heeren yesterday while I was doing some shopping. They werent together, haha. Different point of time okay. Both still looking good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyan and I had Brewerkz for dinner. Could be fantastic if not for the guys at the next table who were daaaaammmnn noisy. The food was good; you get what you pay for. Just gotta bear in mind you should always go there with an extra-empty stomach, haha. They have biiggg.... no, huge servings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Xiu and Val after dinner and unknowingly ended up at The Clinic to chill out. Kinda like it cos there was music (but not too loud), shelter, fountain... and I finally drank something I thought was good. I have some bad pictures with Xiuli. Hopefully she'll be able to send em' over soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home and managed to catch the sweetest guy online, before I started meddling with the new webcam. The features are 90% similar to what I get in Photoshop though. Some filters are really comical and totally distorted my face. Had fun with it anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Aifen/bee47b42.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Aifen/d7a2f921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Aifen/6938ac65.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Aifen/96afa85c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Aifen/64924933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Aifen/e0c5a12d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Aifen/26c42eb6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Aifen/bd951dee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Aifen/53b2ea6a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Aifen/663fd8ee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Aifen/e110fde7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, not so bad in the normal mode. I paid 55bucks for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a really lovely weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-8258308697547182950?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/8258308697547182950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=8258308697547182950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/8258308697547182950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/8258308697547182950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/03/listening-to-swollen-members-breath.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-5622435938836399919</id><published>2007-03-20T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T16:48:54.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Josh Groban - Un Dia Llegara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not fair stereotyping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl who's home dead-drunk doesnt mean she had fun earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl who slept with someone doesnt mean she sleeps with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl going out with a man doesnt mean they're together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl holding on to the phone doesnt mean she can talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl who prefers vanilla doesnt mean she hates chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prolly the message I received this morning left me pondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hardly know what I've been thinking lately. I must be so good with my acting cos everyone probably think I'm over him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say, make more friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I end up like a fcuking bitch maybe. Happening.. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least once a day I see myself reminiscing. Maybe because of the pictures. Maybe I place em' at the wrong place. I shouldnt be looking at the pictures even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes occupying yourself doesnt help. When you stop, you end up recalling more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for the getaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/C_h_a_r_l_o_t_t_e_by_HellRaiserGirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-5622435938836399919?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/5622435938836399919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=5622435938836399919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/5622435938836399919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/5622435938836399919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/03/listening-to-josh-groban-un-dia-llegara.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-4323086913686130895</id><published>2007-03-18T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T10:49:27.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Celtic Woman - Granuaile's Dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/i36121rf9kc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna get this album!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few days were busy preparing birthday card for SK's birthday bash, having fun, shopping, staying out, dinner... Someone prolly needs a lifetime to take the amount of pictures we took in a day. All in the name of fun. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it proved one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY CAMERA ROCKS BIG TIME.&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I havent been "talking" so I'll do some today. But... I'm really lazy y'know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did two elephanty cards for SK. Riped it off and traced it out. Dumped in photos and signed all over. Quick but so lovely! And I'm SURE she loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday we went for Billy Bombers. Burnt my pocket but love the old school music they were playin. Saw a dress at ZARA but its like, freaking expensive?! The material... is that from someone's curtain? Not worth it, not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night managed to catch up a lil' with Erin at SK's party. That girl got herself a great guy, I think! Wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juju, Liyan and me then made our way to Clarke Quay. Liyan prolly knew I cant finish my beer so she toppled it off. Walked to Ju's place and played by the pool. I loooovvvee it! We were having so much fun but was really shagged. Liyan, like you know, REALLY SHAGGED?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, when we were at Swissotel's toilet, I finally knew how ugly and disgusting I can look. It's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, really a lot of work to do to get over stuff you never wanna think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/e2ae106d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/e2d47c25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/ed80ceca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/2d1c7452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/384a2c69.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/0e2fbdf0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/154626e6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/c7d3848b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/0d036dc9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/f0c56862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/530c95ea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/5a67e288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/bdc7f14d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-4323086913686130895?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/4323086913686130895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=4323086913686130895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/4323086913686130895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/4323086913686130895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/03/listening-to-celtic-woman-granuailes.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-2382733314373276735</id><published>2007-03-13T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T10:30:43.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Ciara - Pick Up the Phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/dfe408a0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF0616.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/9e43bf88.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF0622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/34b022bd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF0634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/65e2aea1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF0638.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF0639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF0690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF0702.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF0705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF0620.jpg" 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/6903859-2382733314373276735?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/2382733314373276735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=2382733314373276735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/2382733314373276735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/2382733314373276735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/03/listening-to-ciara-pick-up-phone-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-4823210159296624808</id><published>2007-03-10T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T03:24:56.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Cascada - Another You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I really love this song. Trust me, haha. Everyone loves it. I couldnt find the MV but I think it worths listening to. Most videos I found on youtube are really cheesy so I think y'all shouldnt be watching anything but concentrate on Cascada's singing, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the other video below is really hilarious but kinda lame. Got it from Asikin. I think the dance is pretty much coming back in trend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ydrrzMtHXRA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ydrrzMtHXRA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Eo6uIyVR7Lg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Eo6uIyVR7Lg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been through a series of emotion-rollercoaster these days but I'm glad things are on the bright side of life. Those who talked to me bout' it, you know who you are and I'm really thankful for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta admit I've changed. So wanna see the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had Girls Night Out! Was awesome. It sucked because Liyan's cam went flat while we were drinking and all-ready for photo-taking session. You could tell how fun it was becos I dont usually drink. ;) We did took quite a number of (bad) pictures and I'll soon upload once I get em' from Yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time we ought to pay a visit to Juju's place and drink by the pool ey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's outing with the Faberians gonna be good but I dont know if I should be there cos I gotta save for my hols. I know its just Phuket but I'm fucking broke can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably invest in picking up a new language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a chat with Nick just now and it's good how we think alike these days. Maybe no more boring outing with this chap, lol. I'll see him next weekend I reckon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There're like really fun stuff coming up and I cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laterz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-4823210159296624808?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/4823210159296624808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=4823210159296624808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/4823210159296624808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/4823210159296624808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/03/listening-to-cascada-another-you-omg-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-8188588692230197863</id><published>2007-03-02T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T01:09:36.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Shania Twain - Come On Over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start off, I really gotta thank the girls around me who have been really supportive. There's really nothing much I can do, I know. I appreciate every stories you girls told me, advices y'all threw in, and probably some consolation at times when I'm utterly upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I had a good dinner and coping well with his absence, he called. Maybe we should really have a good talk and work on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall skip the heartaching part and move on to dinner tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was New York New York. Fine, I dont think you wanna know what I ate and who I shared my food with. Took like hundred over photos but below are randoms. Y'know, those I thought I look not-too-bad, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, mom's been questioning. She must be thinking something happened cos I hadnt been home for dinner consecutively three nights. I just felt like telling her no, I've not been meeting that Swiss guy for the past three nights cos he's already outta Singapore. But ok, he&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; just&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; SMS so I guess I'll probably have a good sleep... &lt;em&gt;I hope&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF0673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF0772.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF0725.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF0723.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF0761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/DSCF0763.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-8188588692230197863?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/8188588692230197863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=8188588692230197863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/8188588692230197863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/8188588692230197863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/03/listening-to-shania-twain-come-on-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-4746051906997629085</id><published>2007-02-27T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T22:42:51.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Gareth Gates - Too Serious Too Soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like, fucking mentally drained.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to get out of all these shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cant get out of it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-4746051906997629085?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/4746051906997629085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=4746051906997629085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/4746051906997629085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/4746051906997629085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/02/listening-to-gareth-gates-too-serious.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-3142167546418414152</id><published>2007-02-26T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T01:21:13.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Park Hee Kyung - sang uh reul sarang han in uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days are crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/DSCF0583-500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ The tiny newborn cousin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/DSCF0595.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ and his Daddy's wonderful old-school SLR cam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;Schöne Erinnerungen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Ramon/DSCF0613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Ramon/DSCF0614.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Ramon/DSCF0620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Ramon/DSCF0622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Ramon/DSCF0623.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Ramon/DSCF0626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Ramon/DSCF0629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Ramon/DSCF0630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Ramon/DSCF0631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Ramon/DSCF0640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Ramon/DSCF0641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Ramon/DSCF0644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Ramon/DSCF0648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Ramon/DSCF0649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Ramon/DSCF0651.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-3142167546418414152?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/3142167546418414152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=3142167546418414152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/3142167546418414152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/3142167546418414152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/02/listening-to-park-hee-kyung-sang-uh.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-428273907437045862</id><published>2007-02-21T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T01:43:37.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Atomic Kitten - Tide Is High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is more blessed to give than to receive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost so much today at Xiangjun's and Xinda's. All the X-es. Was miserably down on luck with blackjack and honestly not much skill being said when it comes to mahjong. I'm practically a walking &lt;em&gt;Cai Shen Ye&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their parents are lovely, haha. Nice steamboat at Xj's and Burger King at Xinda's place. Was my first visit to &lt;em&gt;ah da&lt;/em&gt;'s place. So sleek and simple! A lot of hidden rubbish thou, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a couple of places I've yet to go to, and I better get moving before the mood dies off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some pics but apparently Xinda's dad took quite a while to hit on the shutter and our smiles hardened by the count of three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/personal/DSCF0469.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/personal/DSCF0504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/personal/DSCF0505.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/personal/DSCF0510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/personal/DSCF0499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/personal/DSCF0489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ Xinda's our &lt;em&gt;hao jie mei&lt;/em&gt;, all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/personal/DSCF0485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-428273907437045862?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/428273907437045862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=428273907437045862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/428273907437045862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/428273907437045862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/02/listening-to-atomic-kitten-tide-is-high.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-2126309049555949290</id><published>2007-02-19T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T02:59:54.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Luna Sea - I For You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, it didnt turn out as exciting as it sounds. Usual routine cept' I couldnt make it to my godmom's place. I cringe everytime I think of him; to lose a love one. So here I present to you my love ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/personal/DSCF0427copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, now this pic brings in the festive mood, haha. But my folks chose to give some expression like they didnt get the monthly allowances from us. And I should've carried Donut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally came face-to-face with my lil cousin, Harry. Sooooo tiny can. He was sleeping the whole morning so I couldnt take a snap of him. &lt;em&gt;Pan-dang&lt;/em&gt;, old people. I wish I never get the chance to go out with him in case people thought he's my son. Gosh. Ok, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at relative's place when I saw this uber chubby baby! Boy, damn cute. Hope it brightens your day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/personal/DSCF0428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, I've a bloody whole week free. Gonna start my hibernation, real soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-2126309049555949290?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/2126309049555949290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=2126309049555949290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/2126309049555949290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/2126309049555949290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/02/listening-to-luna-sea-i-for-you-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-315845487898617440</id><published>2007-02-16T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T17:52:31.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; 98.7FM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone's away in preparation for Chinese New Year! In Curly Island today left only pretty babe Claud and me. Had fun these days and I'm gonna miss the girls during Chinese New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently the bad-picture-bug has been pestering me, so I'm just left with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/item0182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here goes my Chinese New Year greeting! I did this for UOB but apparently they preferred it without the flowers. Supposed to be a paperbag but I edited it anyhow, so this is one in a million! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/combine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-315845487898617440?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/315845487898617440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=315845487898617440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/315845487898617440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/315845487898617440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/02/listening-to-98.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-8135944030154348623</id><published>2007-02-10T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T10:57:41.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Diddy ft. Christina Aguilera - Tell Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair curled.&lt;br /&gt;Liyan's off to Guang Zhou.&lt;br /&gt;New curtains are up.&lt;br /&gt;Lights changed.&lt;br /&gt;Fujifilm's camera rocks big time.&lt;br /&gt;Ettusais's foundation and pressed powder bought. (Mascara I thought so-so only thou')&lt;br /&gt;MAC's eyeliner cheap and good.&lt;br /&gt;Shu Uemura's eyelash curler kickass.&lt;br /&gt;Yoyo red dress/top...&lt;br /&gt;Black opague leggings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT A PAIR OF RED OR BLACK HEELS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-8135944030154348623?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/8135944030154348623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=8135944030154348623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/8135944030154348623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/8135944030154348623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/02/listening-to-diddy-ft_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-117103781208797776</id><published>2007-02-09T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T10:49:02.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Paula Deanda - Walk Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beloved angel fell from sky today. *heartache*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/DSCF0415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/DSCF0416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom had problem walking this afternoon. Good thing sis was on half-day leave and I was allowed to go off. It must be painful to fall from bus, especially when mummy's been always tough. Checked at TTS hospital and thank God everything's fine cept' for some serious bruises. Given MC from now all the way till CNY wrap up; what a long holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun is the only word to describe these days at Blistro, especially at the Curly Island, where everyone curls. I'm gonna get so restless during the off-peak period. Its time to flaunt my camera anyhow! We take photos like, everyday?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, photo-intensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/2007_020710013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/2007_020710012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/2007_020710010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/2007_020710018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/DSCF0316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/2007_02080010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/2007_02080017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/DSCF0326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/together.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/DSCF0330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/DSCF0337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/DSCF0340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/DSCF0342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/DSCF0357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/DSCF0364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/DSCF0372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/DSCF0403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/7433132d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/DSCF0406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/DSCF0414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/blistro/DSCF0401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curly Island, where Chinese, Indonesian, Malaysian and Singaporean meet. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-117103781208797776?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/117103781208797776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=117103781208797776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/117103781208797776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/117103781208797776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/02/listening-to-paula-deanda-walk-away-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-117060431149594700</id><published>2007-02-04T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T23:54:18.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHEN CAT ATTACKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT WAIT WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On your volume to the loudest, please. Else you wont be able to judge its power, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZnPnGeUwfB8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZnPnGeUwfB8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-117060431149594700?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/117060431149594700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=117060431149594700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/117060431149594700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/117060431149594700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/02/when-cat-attacks-wait-wait-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-117043657859730892</id><published>2007-02-03T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T11:39:12.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Diddy ft. Christina Aguilera - Tell Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omfg, for many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are ultimately dry recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My company's XX is fucking calculative to the extend I suspect she calculated how many years she's left on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My consolidated bills kickass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh's going back to the states this May. Argh. Only three months to enjoy his new apartment in Tokyo. And there's no connection up yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleah, I ought to be a tad happy given some stuff to do these days. 9am to 6pm at work doing nothing? Not for me. Coming Chinese New Year marks my eighth month at this company. The company's just... not as simple as I thought. Mind games, actings, overly calculative.... you name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm coping fine with my new hair. In fact, I'm starting to love it! I should've started the curls higher to achieve what I all along wanted. Never mind, there's always a "next time." I need to spend extra effort on maintaining and styling cos the stylist said my hair texture aint strong enough to support the curls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I reckon most people received an IDA calendar? Hey, it's done by Blistro! Mom was whining about the timing of its arrival when I realised that was Claudia's design. That girl sure has a flair in creative thinking I never possess, lol. Just throw me a camera and photos. And give Juju boxes, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for now. I'm gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-117043657859730892?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/117043657859730892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=117043657859730892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/117043657859730892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/117043657859730892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/02/listening-to-diddy-ft.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-117026229104149180</id><published>2007-02-01T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T00:51:31.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Listening to: &lt;em&gt;Hokkien song&lt;/em&gt; (haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having fun at work. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/572074021l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/693797946l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Blistro/226357205l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-117026229104149180?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/117026229104149180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=117026229104149180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/117026229104149180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/117026229104149180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/02/listening-to-hokkien-song-haha-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116999801106931225</id><published>2007-01-28T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T23:26:51.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Nelly Furtado - All Good Things (come to an end)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, straight hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/mix/SP_A02g02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture doesnt do much justice to the wonderful fringe the hairstylist gave me! How come my camera phone's never good, ah? Damn over-exposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a trip to JB together with Sandy and Liyan, met Claudia (and her boyfriend) there. Claudia's recommendation worth it! Only downside was the lack of seats. Spent like,half a day there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I want some colour on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 days from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to ring up my aunt soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116999801106931225?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116999801106931225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116999801106931225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116999801106931225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116999801106931225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/01/listening-to-nelly-furtado-all-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116939281843587827</id><published>2007-01-21T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T00:22:17.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Holly Valance - Kiss Kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only stuff worth mentioning was the visit to The Roxy - club (thou it seriously feels more like a pub) owned by Faber Image. Had fun with Xiuli, her friend Val, Angie and Liyan, even thou it only lasted for a while. Appreciates the discount given by the manager and of course, the cute dude who served us. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall frequent Clarke Quay more often from now, instead of loitering along Orchard Road on weekends' nights, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Xiuli, I'll wait for the pictures, huh. I need them for my email, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in a dilemma whether to perm my hair, or not. Cant imagine. And if it doesnt turn out well, I wont be able to snap out of it. The best solution will be to join the girls there, have a good talk with the hairstylist. Cant wait for next weekend! Finally outta Singapore for some shopping spree with the Blistro girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, thanks to the girls, I'm overdosed with Vitamin C. Oranges! Cant complete my meal without it these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, I need to get a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Updates with pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Some of these are really lovely shit but God, can you make me a little, just a little bit more photogenic?!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Needless to say, I only uploaded those I thought I look better. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/IMG_1794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/DSC00781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/DSC00775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/DSC00770.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/DSC00772.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/DSC00785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116939281843587827?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116939281843587827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116939281843587827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116939281843587827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116939281843587827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/01/listening-to-holly-valance-kiss-kiss.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116844850928727687</id><published>2007-01-11T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T01:09:49.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Christina Aguilera - Hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended the day feeling utterly turned-off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new girl at the office is like so fucking irritating. Blasting her music (yes, &lt;strong&gt;BLAST&lt;/strong&gt;) on her second day of work. Her playlist makes me nauseous. And it's not like we didnt tell that bitch to lower down the volume. Her dressing, make-up, attitude might be better off kept as secret cos' it's definitely not doing any good to one's health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got pissed off not once, but twice, in a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna blacklist &lt;strong&gt;Watsons &lt;/strong&gt;at&lt;strong&gt; Serangoon Central&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B L A C K L I S T E D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B L A C K L I S T E D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B L A C K L I S T E D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel you've some problem with your body, hair, health, and probably even sex, check and recall if you got the product from Serangoon Central's Watsons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was happily shopping for my stuff when I picked up Head &amp; Shoulders' conditioner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fucking expired. Holey Moley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking consumer's right into consideration, I approached the cashier and notify the sales assistant. She looked at me, looked at the conditioner, turned and blabbered to the ugliest man on Earth beside her, and took away the conditioner I had with me. To my horror I started checking the stuff I picked up earlier. Great, I suspected the L'oreal toning water expired too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, who in the right mind will buy the last product on hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont bother to explain it's probably the manufacturing date. It was "EXP 12/06"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was when we decided to leave soon and out of curiosity, I got Liyan to check if they still had the expired stuff on the shelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS THEREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they didnt even bother to spend like, 15min sorting out the expired ones?! HUH?!?!?!?! Hair's like such an important role for females you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt go to CASE because I didnt purchase anything, which I never want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never, neVER, NEVER EVER wanna go to that Watsons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some nicer incidents took place though. I'm getting more clients via my partner-in-crime, overdosed of Donut's cuteness, and still exchanging mails with Josh. Lol. Donut's been really lovely to me these days cept' some occasional bites. I cant wait for him to grow bigger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought today finally ended, the connection chose to disconnect itself while I'm putting a stop to my blog entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116844850928727687?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116844850928727687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116844850928727687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116844850928727687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116844850928727687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/01/listening-to-christina-aguilera-hurt-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116767072511386965</id><published>2007-01-02T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T00:58:45.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; U2 - With or Without You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year and do pray hard 2007 gonna kickass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got this problem with New Year breakfast, lol. I remember vividly I had my first breakfast in 2006 at Prata House along Thomson Road with some Faberians, after our New Year Party event at Ritz Carlton. This year I had Phin's at Bugis, with Liyan. Food, oh so significant, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got my Starhub cable TV and wireless broadband up. Everything stays pretty much the same for me, only without my sis hogging my system at times. And yes, I dont have to pay for everything on my own anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sucha bummer these days and nothing really interest me. Hmm, need to get a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cool if we all have friends like, in F.R.I.E.N.D.S. People who never fail to meet up on special occasions and you know you dont need any other dates cos you've them. Geez, that was like so emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doesnt seems to have much to write about so this shall be it. Have a good week ahead y'all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116767072511386965?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116767072511386965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116767072511386965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116767072511386965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116767072511386965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2007/01/listening-to-u2-with-or-without-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116711692110270833</id><published>2006-12-26T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T15:12:39.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Enya - The River Sings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ought to wack myself for the lack of self-discipline. Today I'm paying back for the fun we had yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is over and done with and New Year's on its way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gang caught Death Note II yesterday. What a pity L died afterall! Thereafter we hitched a ride on Zheng Jun's wheels while the rest went with Wan Gee's. The problem is, young adults tend to go rounds before arriving at their destination, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe Zheng Jun's folks bought that apartment &lt;em&gt;just to leave it there&lt;/em&gt;. An ideal place to compensate for chalet, HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my belated presents there. Those were sure late, huh. So thank you Jian Fei for flying the Aussie chocs over, and managed to keep them untouched all the way til now. And of course from the two nice besties (Ray and Xinda) for the colorsplash cam!!! Tsk, you guys shouldnt have gone on the expenses to get this toy, thou I really love it, haha. I've yet to figure out how to go about messing with it but once I do, I wont forget you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Chao taught us all how to play this game; a new version of the Murderer. I guess no one left without scarring their hands, lol. Know what, I'm sucha good accomplice (or "grabber" if anyone insists!). Remember how the netball players snatch the ball back in sec sch with everyone rolling on the ground? Jian Fei, Xiang Jun and Xinda sure make good netball players. Later on Zhi Chao taught us Casino Royale which kinda calmed everyone down a little. But that was until we decided to continue with Indian Poker. I've no idea why but the guys simply went "OH~ MY~ GOD~" everytime we showed our cards on the foreheads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun, really. If only all of them were present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I got home it was 3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aftermath?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not going to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, it's all in the name of fun. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116711692110270833?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116711692110270833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116711692110270833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116711692110270833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116711692110270833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/12/listening-to-enya-river-sings-i-ought.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116695445945522096</id><published>2006-12-24T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T18:00:59.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Charlotte Church - Mary's boy child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ouch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donut's neutered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby must be feelin absolutely uncomfortable for the next couple of days. Know what, I love him anyhow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda pissed off with myself for not meeting up with Yiting and Asikin last minute. Donut was really weak and he had to wobble around. Was starved last night and had too much earlier, resulting a pool of ugly substance on the living room's floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blistro's Christmas party on Friday was kinda disappointing but good effort thou', lol. Lest we enjoyed. Won a kettle jug (?!) and if mom doesnt want it, I'm gonna trade in for cash! Everyone loved the Sorini Chocs I bought, hurray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis managed to get her Fujitsu lappy yesterday at Funan Fujitsu fair, with free upgrade. What left to be done is to get the Starhub thingy up and we can all enjoy surfing and watching TV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were rushing, rushing and rushing throughout the day ya know, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got new dining chairs. Donut ruined ours, haha. Mom made us pay! Damn, I'm in debt again. Specially chose something Donut can never lay his paws on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a dress for mom's birthday. She looks ten years younger in that okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis brought us to this ten-dollar family karaoke place at Chinatown. I'm cool with it since the songs are pretty "new" for me, and I usually stick to the same. Three hours never seems enough and I could tell mummy wanted to go on and on, if not for the group who booked the room after us. For the amount and services, I think it's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this Christmas Eve I'm stuck with Donut. Ewww, right now I look into his face I feel like I did him wrong, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off for some Pizza (oops)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116695445945522096?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116695445945522096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116695445945522096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116695445945522096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116695445945522096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/12/listening-to-charlotte-church-marys.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116634004122410671</id><published>2006-12-17T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T15:25:36.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Melanie C - Beautiful Intentions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downloaded (and still downloading!) a couple of songs, done with my DVD, and more to come! I've yet to work on the artwork given to me which probably earns a few pathetic dollars. Yet to write back to Josh, yet to do my mask, yet to give my nails some goodie coloring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The books I borrowed from library yesterday doesnt quite interest me. My vote still goes to Are You Afraid? which really thrilled me, hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately the thought of myself surviving on plain supplements is amazing. Not too bad afterall. And look, I &lt;em&gt;am&lt;/em&gt; doing it. Lost some weight, cleared fugly spots, and more energetic. More weeks to go, bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're probably heading out for great food on mom's birthday but now I think I can only watch and save the drooling. Persevere, Aifen! Speaking bout' that, I've not prepare the present. And talking about presents, I did not prepare anything for this Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a whole lot different. I probably have only a couple of names on my list. My last Christmas with Faber was awesome though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta restrict myself from talking about Blistro these days. It's not doing myself any good, haha. There I clearly see the different facets of human mind and yes, it's so scary. &lt;em&gt;So scary&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So so scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I've pictures to share anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah mah's wedding!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/2aacdab1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/10e9a685-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/8ed416ac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ Where all the fun people exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With Liyan at Wheelocks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/ff393eab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/ff393eab-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Donut&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/3c2c0552-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/3c2c0552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon my weekend's been good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116634004122410671?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116634004122410671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116634004122410671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116634004122410671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116634004122410671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/12/listening-to-melanie-c-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116586179848202445</id><published>2006-12-12T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T02:29:58.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Clay Aiken - Right Here Waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marina Mandarin possibly shook for a second when everyone went "YYYUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMM~~~ SSSEEEENNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGG~~~!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah mah's (a.k.a. Eva) wedding was a blast! More like a gathering for Faberians, haha. For eons I've not met Uncle Black, Uncle &lt;em&gt;JAMES&lt;/em&gt; BOON &lt;em&gt;LONG&lt;/em&gt; (lol), Uncle Chia, Uncle Kai yada yada... all the lovely uncles who doted on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past, present, future Faberians all seems to be there for Eva!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for the pictures from their cams. I brought my new toy along but there were too many! I'll probably get lazy to send the pics out after that anyway so... heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very rare to find such "on" people. Faber has it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;, probably Blistro has Liyan, lol. Time with her only spells madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/DSCF0082.jpg" width="375" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="375" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/DSCF0083.jpg" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, only took picture with Ah Ying, using my toy. Haha. In fact, we took lotsa fun pics. Argh, cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My confession for the night; I feel so physically and mentally jaded. I doubt I'm gonna turn up for work tomorrow. Oh shhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116586179848202445?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116586179848202445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116586179848202445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116586179848202445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116586179848202445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/12/listening-to-clay-aiken-right-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116577382703070299</id><published>2006-12-11T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T02:03:47.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some interesting shots took, and edited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="375" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/cc680fed.jpg" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ Ultimate boring faces after trying like 28743825783570589 cameras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="375" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/cc680fed-1.jpg" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="375" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/aa561bcc.jpg" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116577382703070299?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116577382703070299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116577382703070299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116577382703070299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116577382703070299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/12/some-interesting-shots-took-and-edited.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116572615527426384</id><published>2006-12-10T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T12:56:43.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Class 95&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've stopped working overtime, even though it pays off. It eats up my private time I thought. Time seems to move faster without OT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past week's been a lot of indulgence. Reading, doing masks, detoxing, sleeping... and the list goes on. The book I had had an abrupt ending, which left me hanging in the air. The current "Are You Afraid?" better fail me no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a new cammie yesterday. Appearance and quality; I simply cannot forsake messing around with shutter and aperture, so I took up Fujifilm again. Lest it allows shutter and aperture setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/a866d4d1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ Nasty shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuji never comes up with stylish appearance! But look, I love that lens. Editor's choice on CNET! Other than the look of it, there's nothing more to whine bout'. Tried Sony, Canon, Casio, but only Fuji's colour and quality balance-up. Colour, that's the selling point anyway. People who loves taking night/indoor shots gotta heart this. I tried along Orchard last night and yes, its good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos - I swear they were untouched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/d44c6210-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ Liyan (Indoor at Best Denki)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/9691af4e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/4f1feff7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/4f1feff7-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ Orchard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adore the light sensitivity at night. Oh, did I mentioned about the awesome feature?! It allows one to take two snapshots with one shutter click. One with and one without flash. Goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/d44c6210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/e1c909aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, done with my new toy. This already sounds like some freakin' commerical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to send Donut for his surgery this morning but some taxi drivers chose to be so stuck-up and made us missed our appointment. Fine, two more weeks for Donut to enjoy his manhood in that case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Eva's wedding dinner. Cant wait to watch the video we took yesterday! Yet another gathering for the Faberians. Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update soon again yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116572615527426384?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116572615527426384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116572615527426384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116572615527426384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116572615527426384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/12/listening-to-class-95-hi-yall.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116513268855481891</id><published>2006-12-03T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T16:01:22.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; 95.0FM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/sc005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, thinking of getting this camera since I've like, so many Taka vouchers! Lovely present from my sis-in-law and Faberians. Went thru' the specifications and this is pretty awesome for its price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went VivoCity with Liyan on Friday night. Damn, we reached after all that fireworks ended! Had dinner at this White Dog Cafe. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smuggled the office's camera out for a walk, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/IMG_1354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/IMG_1330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder Liyan commented I prob need a haircut, lol. Look, my fringe didnt come in strands, its a lump of hair swaying sideway. I hate Liyan for her fairness, bleah. I want. Ah, I need some hair colouring soon as well. I feel so... tanned. Wonder if its the black hair, or Liyan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I had my hair cut (trimmed, that is, if you know me well enough) yesterday. The amount of shampoo/conditioner used reduced by half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xinda, no worries bout' my birthday thingy! Shall get everybody to head out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a forlorn week handling stress from almost every aspects. Weekend's the time to recuperate. Got myself a book from library and I shall complete it! To date, this is the second fiction book that's got me hooked. I'm usually a sucker for non-fiction stuff like, "DO YOU KNOW? The butterfly........."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/IMG_1313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas's approaching! Started your Christmas shopping?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116513268855481891?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116513268855481891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116513268855481891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116513268855481891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116513268855481891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/12/listening-to-95.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116489374174893813</id><published>2006-11-30T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T21:35:41.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the well wishes but this is one nasty birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my godfather so much. Inconsiderate co-workers at work put me off. Might be PMS too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just.... bad bad bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Aifen is alive and kicking! She'll be fine! She'll probably just put herself to sleep all the way till dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laterz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116489374174893813?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116489374174893813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116489374174893813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116489374174893813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116489374174893813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/11/listening-to-thanks-for-all-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116453644952576517</id><published>2006-11-26T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T18:25:00.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Drew Sidora Feat. Mario - For The Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the presence, the gifts, the effort. Sorry if I didnt make a good host; my apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLISTRO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/21st/DSCF6343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DMMT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/21st/DSCF6345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ I look like a freakin' hunchback trying to balance up Angie's height! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/21st/DSCF6342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FABER IMAGE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/21st/DSCF6335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/21st/DSCF6339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/21st/DSCF6369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;COUSINS (and Nicole's boyfriend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="480" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/21st/DSCF6361.jpg" width="640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks are kept under protection, so no pictures, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how irony life can get. Right before I step out of the house for the party, the news came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of yesterday morning, I lost a god-father. One less person on Earth who dotes on me. He's now a past-tense and I wish all goes well for the family. In loving memories. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116453644952576517?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116453644952576517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116453644952576517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116453644952576517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116453644952576517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/11/listening-to-drew-sidora-feat.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116430400010032429</id><published>2006-11-24T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T23:06:09.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Samantha Jade - Step Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally fulfilled the promise to treat Asikin to Brewerkz! How the hell do those &lt;em&gt;ang mohs&lt;/em&gt; eat so much &lt;em&gt;arh&lt;/em&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til' now I never had once feel the excitement. Grrr, what's with me? Still, I betta celebrate my 21st before I start regreting like, 5 years down the road?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I gotta hit the sack. I hope my nails are dried, before I start my screaming early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laterz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116430400010032429?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116430400010032429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116430400010032429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116430400010032429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116430400010032429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/11/listening-to-samantha-jade-step-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116394829686568943</id><published>2006-11-19T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T23:01:15.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Deep Side - Lovely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's ironies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a call from dad this noon. Granny sent to hospital. Had a fall and the back of her head was bleeding non-stop. My heart stopped beating for a second you bet. My childhood was spent with &lt;em&gt;ah mah&lt;/em&gt;, so so closely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks fine, still as beautiful and bubbly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She held my hands when I went up to greet her to let her know my presence. It felt like I could easily break that weak, old pair of hands, the pair that contributed to my growing up. My heart ached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While having dinner at TTS, saw my god-sis-in-law (if thats what you call). For goodness sake, it's not funny at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god-father was admitted bout' a week ago she said. I rang my god-mom up few days back, inviting her to my birthday bash and she said she'll try to make it. Now I see why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was in a much more serious condition compared to &lt;em&gt;ah mah&lt;/em&gt;. His body's malfunctioning. He laid there, sleeping soundly, with a bit of breathing difficulty. Thats the moment when people tries so hard to stay alive isnt it. Doc woke him up and I went up to greet him. I could tell how much he misses me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He grabbed my hands like how a baby clings on to his mom. I had tears but yeah, pride held me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked out and started thinking how I used to hang around him at the marketplace. His fruit stall was just beside &lt;em&gt;ah mah's&lt;/em&gt; rice stall. I had all the fruits and juices free. I received generous &lt;em&gt;ang pows&lt;/em&gt; from them on Chinese New Year. The stayovers at their place, humming to my favourite Hokkien song then - ai piah jia ei nyah (ai ping cai hui ying).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt help it and all I can do is to ask for tissue from mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/fd57a0fe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, people who have nothing better to do and think of dying all the while. Go ahead and stop wasting natural resources.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116394829686568943?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116394829686568943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116394829686568943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116394829686568943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116394829686568943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/11/listening-to-deep-side-lovely-lifes.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116378352975794267</id><published>2006-11-18T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T01:12:09.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Youngbloodz - I'mma Shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while ago I was reading up Friendster's testimonials people left for me. I'm still the same old me who does nonsensical stuff and whats not. "Sweet" was used very often and for a moment, I almost puked, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days I can no longer treat everyone equally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tze Wee's classic line - Dont take things too personally, haha. All right, forgo the "haha" there, its mine. As much as I try not to, I am only like, 90% there? It's nobody's fault, it's life reflections. You get the same treatment as you treat others. I try not to associate myself too closely with everyone in the office. Much to my surprise, my way of doing it is kinda wrong. I talk to them louder, gives stupid stares, says no to everything, jokingly. Some people choose to take it seriously. I dont blame them cos I wouldnt like such attitude too but I cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAHHHHH. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm greatful to Shiyi, for pestering me for the past few days, asking what I want for my 21st, lol. Aside from money, air tickets, J.Woods, I can always make do with Nikon Coolpix P4, LOMO ColourSplash camera, Nike Merge Transit (black hor, LOL), vouchers and vouchers and more vouchers. If ya thinking of vouchers, you know what, I love messing with my hair, my nails, bags, shoes, clothes, everything! For your information, I love shopping at Takashimaya, lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I need some real good body massage, along with silky long black hair, beautiful nails, carrying some nice bag like Liyan's, and new shoes (erm, sandals perhaps). Oh, I need Channing Tatum by my side too, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. 21st huh. Oh my, since when?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we brought Donut to the vet today. Very healthy! Didnt get him neutered yet cos he gotta spend about half a day there and that means we need to make appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather has been good, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November's lovely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116378352975794267?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116378352975794267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116378352975794267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116378352975794267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116378352975794267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/11/listening-to-youngbloodz-imma-shine.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116332897779142900</id><published>2006-11-12T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T18:57:42.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Drew Sidora - Til' The Dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step Up's OST is constantly repeating itself on iTunes, how cool is that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made my way to Hougang Stadium yesterday afternoon. Drenched, damn it. I had a good game of badminton finally. I must say everyone played well and its good playing with peeps of about the same level. Play with some pro? Oh, chuck it, lol. I probably need to do some sports these days. Woke up with aches all over, bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordered my birthday cake too. I love the cakes from that particular cake shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many have been asking what I'd like to have for birthday this year! Trust me, I have no idea too. But if anyone wanna play safe, cash vouchers are the best isnt it, lol. If you have too much to spare, you can consider an air ticket or a camera... lol. Ok, that was meant to be a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Meet the Parents on Channel 5 later. Didnt get to watch it back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laterz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116332897779142900?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116332897779142900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116332897779142900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116332897779142900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116332897779142900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/11/listening-to-drew-sidora-til-dawn-step.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116318467350624804</id><published>2006-11-11T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T02:51:13.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Eminem - Stan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Tatum/UP_5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go hide in a corner and dig your nose if you think Tatum aint hot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally caught the very much anticipated &lt;strong&gt;Step Up&lt;/strong&gt;! Never got any more desperate to catch a movie, lol. Cant wait for the OST to be ready on my playlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towned with Asikin. I wonder why but Pasta Mania (Lido) is using tupperware to serve their dishes. Its so... *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was still thinking of helping Shiyi and Weisan with their artworks next week, when most of my stuff are left with follow-ups. Apparently the sales people closed some good deals recently; work's piling up again. I might as well camp in office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Office drama goes on. Looking at the way they behave from day to day, I just wanna laugh. *frown*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting tired... laterz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116318467350624804?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116318467350624804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116318467350624804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116318467350624804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116318467350624804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/11/listening-to-eminem-stan-go-hide-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116283484317634635</id><published>2006-11-07T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T02:01:51.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to&lt;/strong&gt;: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"11 Things" - so many are playing and I'm so tempted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules:&lt;br /&gt;* List 11 things you want to say to 11 different people.&lt;br /&gt;* Don't say who they pertain to.&lt;br /&gt;* Feel free to comment, but don't confirm or answer anything.&lt;br /&gt;* Never discuss it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta try switching my direction a lil, everyone knows I love my family.. yada yada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Thank you for everything. I'm so glad we never have generation gap nor communication breakdown. You made me feel like a grown-up princess who knows how to cook and do the laundry, though I really hate touching wet clothes. You know, all these while of hard work is to provide you with a better life (though I never seems to make it). Not now though, but yes, in future I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I wish you know how much I cherish you. Despite the distance, languages, food and whatsoever, we crack jokes like forever. My temper hit on ur nerves at times, I know. But being such a great person, you take it all in quietly. I truly hope you find your love some day. I know you're probably not anxious about it but I definitely think you need a worthy man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You've been lazing around me these days which sometimes make me feel so heavenly. Change your temperament a lil and I heart you to bits, lol. I wish you love us like we do love you. I did thought of giving up but no, it not easy to give up something so precious. Trust me, ya gonna be so lovely one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Apparently we met at the wrong place. I love the way you present yourself and how we hit off so easily. Not much hope pinned but definitely anticipating. Every wait makes me crazy but every arrival makes me smile 24-7. I wanna know about your life story, and write more stories with you. Thanks for the assurances every now and then. Love, Aifen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I hope you were never offended by my comments. Well, I've stopped mocking at you for quite some time, hur. Hopefully you see the effort I put in to integrate you into my life so that you wont feel alone here. Though we meet very often, but trust me, when you need someone, I'm just a phone call away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I wonder what we will be doing if we never go separate ways. It took me years to get you off my mind. I cant deny the fact I hate you a lil, but afterall, I was the one at fault. I'm sorry for that move but nonetheless, good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I wouldnt be so mean to a normal person. But you're really a pain in the arse. I hope you know where you stand and use your brain more often. I cannot be bothered if you like or dislike me cos you doesnt make a different either way. I hope you spend more time reading (both Chinese and English), lesser time speaking disgusting dialects (for which you never sounds good in), more time working, and less time acting oh-so-handsome. To me ya such a moron and I wish people like you never exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. To me ya a gem. My childhood memories consists of you everywhere. Take good care of your health, really. I cannot imagine what if you're gone one day. It'll get so awkward without someone bugging us everytime, and no one for me to hold on to during every gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Certain times I wish you leave. I thought it may do us good. Seeing you hang out with an ass is a sore in the eye. Probably you think I've changed, and vice versa. I'm too dreaded to even think of initiating any chat. Shall let nature takes its course. I'm regretting but yet I cant do anything about it. Just pray we'll make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I dont see the need for you to whine about life all the time. If everything's good, why would we need brainstorming sessions and problem-solvers. But I must say ya one helluva great pal. One of those who watch out for cars for me and ensure I am never alone. Seriously I think your effort will pay off some day, just wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I had my reason for not getting together. You're one great guy I ever come across. It's a pity that we couldnt be any more than friends. I'm guilty but I never regret that choice. Look, we're just as good now isnt it. Thank you anyhow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116283484317634635?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116283484317634635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116283484317634635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116283484317634635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116283484317634635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/11/listening-to-11-things-so-many-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116274455541640734</id><published>2006-11-05T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T00:35:55.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good and bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to meet client this afternoon. God knows my mobile battery went flat right after I boarded the bus. Tried looking for him at Coffeebean but to no avail. Thought I could at least ring him up... but my phone prefer to die on me totally while I was dialling. I cannot even retrieve his number. Dangz. He must be cursing me every moment. We were supposed to meet yesterday but no one could help Tze Wee and Esther to do packing so yea...I thought I could just help a lil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. Never mind. It's all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with a lovely mail from Josh. Heh heh. I was practically on cloud nine the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Angie since I've got nowhere to go. Finally saw the Nike Merge Transit real stuff. Bleah, whopping 259 bucks! No way am I getting it nor will I ask anyone for it. The DKNY one looks good though, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donut was watching some reality show just now and I dont understand why nothing could distract him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Donut/SP_A0089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Donut/SP_A0093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Donut/SP_A0095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Donut/SP_A0103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Donut/SP_A0104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told ya. But I love him anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go write back to Josh. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116274455541640734?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116274455541640734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116274455541640734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116274455541640734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116274455541640734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/11/listening-to-good-and-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116205786700059281</id><published>2006-10-29T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T05:32:35.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Karen Mok - hu ran zhi jian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is... say... a very nonsensical post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got to cut some slack today. Woke up by mom's sms saying dad wasnt feeling well. Accompanied him to the doc and was really glad his glucose level is within the healthy range. Hopefully he'll get better tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents getting old, and its like only today I realised after flipping thru' the albums. Saw mummy's really big permed hair back then, and the clothes and accessories people wear today, haha. How she carried me while I was a baby. She can &lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt; do the same thing now, LOL. Daddy's lean bod, with curly hair, and the ancient DSL camera he always brought along for family outings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to hate it. Why's mummy keeping all these old albums and making the house seems so cramped? There're like over 50 albums in the cupboard. Specials occasions, outings, travelling, you name it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember I quarrelled with sis everyday, so much so mom said if a day we dont, she might just strike &lt;em&gt;toto&lt;/em&gt;. Know what, I cant seems to find such scenarios from the yellow-ish photos. Isnt it great to keep just fond memories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I hate my sis sometimes, I find her special in her very own way. I dont think I can find another sis who resembles my mom. Mommy had Cesarean Section becos sis was in a breech position. Old people says babies borned in breech position tend to behave elegantly. I thought what nonsense was that. I flipped thru' the albums and realised my sis did posed gracefully. And me? Always in funny faces or pouting, hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some kids these days might not even have the chance of spending so much time with their parents to take soooo many pictures isnt it. Daddy loves photography, and so am I. Mommy loves watching drama, and so am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to think of it, how much can a friend do for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain friends helped you to a certain limit and leave you to fight for the rest of the battle. When ya hurt, they can only feel for you and ensure you'll be fine. But my folks fight for me and ensure I'll be left unharmed. They love me the same no matter how my teachers complained about my bad grades and behaviors, how incompetent my bosses thought I was, how I whined about my day at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont get misunderstood. I am blessed with a couple of really lovely friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just thinking, I shouldnt be brooding over people who arent worth it at all. I trust my intuition like how parents put their faith in their kids. I am not targeting at the friend I mentioned in the previous post. To me, she's still a friend. I'm just... you can say, prioritizing the people in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day at home feels so so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyan gave me a link to room rental in Hong Kong today, haha. Sweet. Getting outta Singapore gonna be a long-term goal, and do I wish to fulfil it. Some friends have been asking why would I wanna get out of Singapore, especially when I'm so bonded with my family. Coming back as a stronger and independent person will help to ease my parents' worries, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant depend on them forever, I need to be someone for people to rely on.. one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116205786700059281?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116205786700059281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116205786700059281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116205786700059281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116205786700059281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/10/listening-to-karen-mok-hu-ran-zhi-jian.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116197192976998218</id><published>2006-10-28T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T01:58:50.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; ZONE - Secret Base&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Tze Wee said not to take things personally, I never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I remember, my point of introducing someone to the company is for both their good. Not a single part of me had the idea of jeopardizing our friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship being put to a test, and has never rise to another point since then. Apparently many factors and people are affecting, but I am way too disappointed to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why. I took the initiative to talk back then. Put my ego down and make myself seemed like a clown. Tried striking a conversation with you so very often and what I've gotten was mere ignorance. When I see myself letting go and not let it bother me, you went around telling people we're no longer as close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I was pretty touched when someone told me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw that body gesture during meeting this evening, my heart sank to the deepest it had ever went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly believe people make friends with their hearts, or at least for me. Right now I am not feeling good out of it. Not angry, not pissed, not fed up, just sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why were you smiling at someone else when the issue was brought up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I deemed as the one who neglected you? Simply because I am older, hot-tempered and openly chit-chat with others? For fucking hell stop acting like a victim. If I choose not to take this personal, you  might be better off a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get pretty pissed whenever someone judge me in a wrong way, but what can be as hurtful as having a friend who seems like a two-headed snake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I can no longer figure out who you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116197192976998218?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116197192976998218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116197192976998218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116197192976998218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116197192976998218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/10/listening-to-zone-secret-base-when-tze.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116179675003628870</id><published>2006-10-26T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T01:23:04.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; why - un myung (slow version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyan paid a visit to my place today after work. I realised how bored I can be when someone uses my computer. Last night when sis was using it, I fell asleep like, within 20min. Today Liyan used it to reply mail to her Guang Zhou boy, same thing, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was public holiday, Donut had his fair share of play time. Fun indeed, especially when we watched him sleep. See how a cat does tango.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Donut/DSCF6312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Donut/DSCF6317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Donut/DSCF6318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116179675003628870?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116179675003628870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116179675003628870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116179675003628870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116179675003628870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/10/listening-to-why-un-myung-slow-version_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116163535284081586</id><published>2006-10-24T04:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T04:38:04.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Vitamin C - Graduation (Friends Forever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. 4am and I'm still wide awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a major argument with manager this afternoon. Cannot deny the fact that he can be such an ass at times (and probably so am I) but its good that we put messages across upfront. Afterall, its all about work and everything's back to normal in less than 15min. What can I say, miscommunication. It never come across my mind to give him such attitude but I reckon certain things gotta be put to a stop. I'm still very much greatful to Blistro, which mould me into a "material girl." Apart from upper secondary's Design &amp; Technology, this is where I work with various materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set aside work for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to kick off the hol with a KTV session but Liyan kept complaining about how broke she is! There, spotted her with a new pair of Adidas track shoes huh! Liyan's currently hunting for room to rent, so should any one reading this have any &lt;em&gt;lobang&lt;/em&gt; please let me know, can?! Preferably master-bedroom, with supermarket and hawker/coffee-shop/market available near-by, and of cos, conveniency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught &lt;strong&gt;Death Note&lt;/strong&gt; with Ah Ying, Shawn, Shermaine and her boyfriend. Very abrupt closing (you can say there isnt even any closing!) but brillant storyline. For sure I'll be catching part II. In fact I've been yearning to watch &lt;strong&gt;World Trade Centre&lt;/strong&gt; but reviews stated the movie features on the aftermaths rather than the whole hijacking process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home with another surprise email from Josh; thou shall be kept secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow shall spend some quality time with mom and Donut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116163535284081586?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116163535284081586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116163535284081586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116163535284081586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116163535284081586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/10/listening-to-vitamin-c-graduation.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116153322123790365</id><published>2006-10-23T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T00:09:27.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kMZrXAXitKI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kMZrXAXitKI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/6903859-116153322123790365?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116153322123790365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116153322123790365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116153322123790365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116153322123790365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116145496208566625</id><published>2006-10-22T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T02:26:44.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Park Hee Kyung - sang uh reul sarang han in uh (Female Ver.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOOK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nike Merge Transit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="360" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/nike%20merge%20watches/e01182ab-1.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="360" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/nike%20merge%20watches/cc7e802c.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Nike Merge Attract&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="360" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/nike%20merge%20watches/6bd4e4f6.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="360" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/nike%20merge%20watches/e01182ab.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="360" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/nike%20merge%20watches/6bd4e4f6-1.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've two confessions to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The watches are lovely and do I wish to own one.&lt;br /&gt;2. Did I mentioned about me turning 21 next month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, fine. I &lt;strong&gt;WILL&lt;/strong&gt; get it one day if no one buys it for me. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, who knows where can I find these watches, arh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116145496208566625?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116145496208566625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116145496208566625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116145496208566625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116145496208566625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/10/listening-to-park-hee-kyung-sang-uh.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116118969651640146</id><published>2006-10-19T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T00:44:03.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; ming zhi gu fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyan's work permit is officially approved. A glance at her blog made me realised I might just be happier than she is. Dare me to assume but I reckon I know what are her concerns. I was a lil taken aback (for good) when she told me she'll feel upset should we fall out someday. Now, thats the different between a colleague-turned-friend and a friend-turned-colleague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've serious thought about getting out of Singapore. It will definitely take some time since I just got confirmed and still along the learning path. Got my fair share of pay increment as well. Sometimes, its just about moving forward. Guess I can no longer have the same mentality towards my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's starting to work on my 21st birthday celebration. Lately it hasnt come across my mind as a big thing though. I used to take birthdays seriously. Just dont know why. Hmm, probably becos I didnt really celebrated my 20th; was on site setting up for VISA event then, lol. Anyway I bet my mood will pick up soon, as the date draws near. Work's been owning me these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really need to set aside some time to meet up with the poly peeps. They havent been updating their blogs so I've no idea what they're busy with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully when I hit the office tomorrow morning I'll get Josh's email, hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What can I say, he's the shit!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116118969651640146?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116118969651640146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116118969651640146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116118969651640146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116118969651640146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/10/listening-to-ming-zhi-gu-fan-liyans.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116083945695109660</id><published>2006-10-14T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T23:24:17.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; why - un myung (slow version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally had a good sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tze Wee's back from Shen Zhen, with Full House DVD for me. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Fin for dinner with Liyan last night. The pasta tasted a bit off though... Liyan's been missing home for this couple of days. Dont know if chances of her going back is high, or not, but I wish her well no matter what decision she makes. Apparently she'll be better off back there but ahh, there goes one new funky friend I made. Was still thinking of dragging her along for Faberians' outings in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, met Shaun along Citylink while slacking our way through. Chilled out at Harry's before making our way to Merlion Park. Saw some MediaCorp people doing filming there, knew some of them but wasnt close. MediaCorp gotta be another place where I knew lotsa fun peeps. Gosh, miss those nice people. Life was so much simpler at MediaCorp and Faber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont get me wrong, I've no issues bout Blistro. You know, everywhere there bound to have people who works with people and their mind while others, their mouth and arse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/8bd9eb76-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="375" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/8bd9eb76.jpg" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEAR IN MIND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samsung X820 isnt very good in night mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now meet the approximately 5 months old Donut. We can no longer hug him with one hand like the picture below (first day of his arrival), lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/dfa79564.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/d86d1211-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/d86d1211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got some nice new scratches. Bleah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116083945695109660?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116083945695109660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116083945695109660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116083945695109660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116083945695109660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/10/listening-to-why-un-myung-slow-version.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-116032679695715759</id><published>2006-10-09T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T01:08:48.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; why - un myung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda like an eventful week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a "party" thingy in office on Thursday night, for the mid-autumn. On Friday both Liyan and I had the best food for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/784da651.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ All-time-favourite Cheers' &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fried &lt;em&gt;bee-hoon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Faberians had Kenny Rogers last Wednesday. Was my first visit there though. The food was... errr... not that fantastic for me. Anyway it was organised to bid farewell to Winny, for she's going to UK. Did I mentioned I always find Winny pretty?! What a waste she doesnt like dolling up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/87136a8a-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ Dinner at Kenny Rogers. GRRRR, HATE THAT FRINGE. Winny's the one in light blue polo-tee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost didnt make it to the airport the next day. Luckily CNB's pencil case artwork could be done the following day. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/87136a8a-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ Faberians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/87136a8a-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ Designers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I shall not tilt my hand this angle. Makes my fingers look short. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying hard, putting in the most effort, to make my hair glows. LOL. The new shampoo is simply great, lol. Liyan can never get the same result with just shampoo. WAHAHAHA. Get that conditioner off the shelf! Look, even Josh says mine is betta. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried New York New York with Liyan this afternoon. Nice! Gonna get the DMMT peeps there. The lame gang should like it cos its a great place to hang out. Asikin and gang will definitely love it cos their servings is way huuugggeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, we had enough of shopping I guess. But I shall stop spending this month cos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/87136a8a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the three ultra designs, I love this the most! Oh whatever, I've a habit of digging ugly stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-116032679695715759?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/116032679695715759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=116032679695715759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116032679695715759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/116032679695715759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/10/listening-to-why-un-myung-kinda-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-115964619256681504</id><published>2006-10-01T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T03:56:33.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; East 17 - Each time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda see a clearer picture of what I should be yearning for in life today. Yu Qing (&lt;em&gt;da ge&lt;/em&gt;) gave me a motivational talk this afternoon, soon after we discussed about the insurance plans I'm looking at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been like eon since I last met Yiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good. Lotsa catching up was done. I dont know if I should say both Yiting and Asikin are of similar frequency or we merely outgrew the crazy poly geeks. Though it made me feel a tad old sitting along Orchard Road and not doing much hardcore shopping, I enjoyed the &lt;em&gt;night breeze&lt;/em&gt; (oh, as if there was) and companionship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot deny the fact that I'm still brooding over the difference I see in my friend lately. At times I wish things go back to how it used to be. On the contrary, I wouldnt mind losing one who allows others to put our friendship down. Heh, how irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom-line still is, do what I ought to do and office politics, chuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, today we all went back with a box of mooncakes each. That is why I did not buy the cup noodles. So sorry, Liyan! We'll make do with some other stuff okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught &lt;strong&gt;Eight Below&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;United 93&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday. Both left me tearing! Now my inner eyelids are so much visible! Lol. Will probably hit on &lt;strong&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean&lt;/strong&gt; soon and get some laugh out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go get some work done and off to hit the sack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-115964619256681504?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/115964619256681504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=115964619256681504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115964619256681504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115964619256681504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/10/listening-to-east-17-each-time-i-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-115951509631951594</id><published>2006-09-29T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T15:37:17.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 1950px" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/7586b164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-115951509631951594?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/115951509631951594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=115951509631951594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115951509631951594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115951509631951594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/09/innocence.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-115946768152091433</id><published>2006-09-29T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T02:21:21.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Park Hee Kyung - sang uh reul sarang han in uh (Female Ver.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, 24 hours a day doesnt seem sufficient for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than trying hard to source for more freelance jobs, I've been busy with Blistro's works. If you have any (freelancejob), please mail to &lt;a href="mailto:aifenefia@gmail.com"&gt;aifenefia@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;! In a way or another, it feels good to be occupied with heaps of work. I get paid, and I get going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember vividly 3 months back I whined about how bored my company people can be. To think about it, I rather be bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Office politics irks me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's almost nothing you can do when someone turn their back at you. I've been struggling with my inner self to stay neutral, but it's kinda tough. Then again, I am sure I'll be professional when it comes to work, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was telling Liyan that I havent been receiving mails from Josh, I got two right after I got home. Gee. From work to family to guys, we can chat and giggle about almost everything under the sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long wait, finally settled to meet up with Asikin, Yiting and probably Angie this coming weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting tired... Laterz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-115946768152091433?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/115946768152091433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=115946768152091433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115946768152091433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115946768152091433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/09/listening-to-park-hee-kyung-sang-uh.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-115919502253034833</id><published>2006-09-25T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T22:37:03.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Wen Lan - zhu wo sheng ri kuai le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got myself a new CPU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can:&lt;br /&gt;- reply to Josh's mails even on weekends!&lt;br /&gt;- work and earn freelance, own time own target!&lt;br /&gt;- listen to muuuusssic!&lt;br /&gt;- play minesweeper!&lt;br /&gt;- read and write blogs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, I can, without any thoughts, any difficulties, list out what I do almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aint my life pathetic?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-115919502253034833?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/115919502253034833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=115919502253034833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115919502253034833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115919502253034833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/09/listening-to-wen-lan-zhu-wo-sheng-ri.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-115882501374822023</id><published>2006-09-21T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T15:50:13.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Simply fucked up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-115882501374822023?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/115882501374822023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=115882501374822023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115882501374822023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115882501374822023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/09/simply-fucked-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-115837674826207275</id><published>2006-09-16T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T11:22:52.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; 98.7FM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To summarize;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday night. Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;Friday afternoon, Boring.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning. Peaceful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/15aadc41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-115837674826207275?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/115837674826207275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=115837674826207275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115837674826207275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115837674826207275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/09/listening-to-98.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-115790934983855851</id><published>2006-09-10T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T01:34:03.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been spending a tad too much recently. Gotta stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping with Liyan on Friday and it was good. Never thought it can be fun hanging out with a China girl, haha. Ok Liyan, dont take it to heart all right. You know I'm kidding! Speaking of Liyan, I'm really glad she's back. I have no personal preference for her but she's really one great girl to work with, if you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have a couple of stuff to update on but I'm getting lazy, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh should be in Iraq by now. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went aunt's place this afternoon and borrowed twelve DVDs from her. From next weekend onwards, I shouldnt be getting agitated even if I dont to go out. Over at her place I saw this article, which I thought was a movie intro at first glance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/mix/Image003-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/mix/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/mix/Image004-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/mix/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly I'd love to try but I doubt I dare to. Look at all the blood! Strawberry jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went aunt's place to trim my brows and a test perm. Eh, I think straight hair nicer. I'm thinking of getting a perm but not this type, probably those tiny curls or plain waves. Kinda worried what if it doesnt turn out to what I expected, then there goes my hair. Whats more, it makes me look older eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/mix/10-09-06_1912.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/mix/10-09-06_1915.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-115790934983855851?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/115790934983855851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=115790934983855851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115790934983855851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115790934983855851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/09/listening-to-been-spending-tad-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-115764733064426002</id><published>2006-09-08T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T00:51:53.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Jessica Simpson - The Lover in Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donut is Donut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever Donut goes up to the sofa, mom goes, "Down! Down!" alongside with the cane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night I reminded her not to scold him this way. Reason being - I hope Donut wont mistaken his name as "&lt;em&gt;DOWN&lt;/em&gt;". I'll be so... errr... omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been working overtime for the past few days. Good news is, I'm gonna get paid for OT from now on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man who offered the freelance job sms me this evening. He thought I quoted too much previously. He stated in the message that he wants me to take up the project but wishes to work out on the payment. Apparently work at Blistro is piling up day by day. As much as I would like to earn myself some cash, I dont think it's nice to use the office's comp to get my freelance job done. If I have to prioritize, you know who's up on the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit I'm kinda lazy to work for him since he's always procrastinating, and I am reaaallly tired. I'd prefer to take up some no-brainer project, like just re-tracing an artwork, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had some fun when everybody got bored with our work. This is what we'll have on our mobiles when one calls another!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/9b7fdb41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ SK aka Maria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/c4c568fe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ Liyan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/e9af63c4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ Me together with the panda Asikin bought for me from China!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/f1e3ee9a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ Juliana looks so heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/ef78f969.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls from Peirce Secondary School (Band).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate my brownish-black hair now. Bahhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-115764733064426002?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/115764733064426002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=115764733064426002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115764733064426002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115764733064426002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/09/listening-to-jessica-simpson-lover-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-115739000922193255</id><published>2006-09-05T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T01:13:29.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Eminem - Stan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/mix/a7325609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I didnt know him, cos I dont give a damn shit to people who host documentaries as much as I enjoy watching the wilds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steve Irwin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/mix/b3889771.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/mix/2445045f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Now I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just say something? I respect you so so so soooo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deepest Condolences.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-115739000922193255?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/115739000922193255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=115739000922193255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115739000922193255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115739000922193255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/09/listening-to-eminem-stan-i-didnt-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-115726735438181482</id><published>2006-09-03T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T15:10:08.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I seriously cannot stand black background for long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-115726735438181482?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/115726735438181482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=115726735438181482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115726735438181482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115726735438181482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-115718684526381056</id><published>2006-09-02T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T16:47:25.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Chemistry - Pieces of a Dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If banging a wall now can help kill my boredom, I'll do it. How lucky it can not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at home on a Saturday afternoon. O.M.G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toilet's door is finally fixed. Those who got stuck in there, fear no more. LOL. Speaking of which, I havent withdraw money for this thingy. See, fillial daughter, although just a mere 50 bucks per person in the household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donut's been sleeping the whole afternoon. It must be the weather. I could've on the air-con and sleep too but I shall devote myself 100% to Donut today. Now that he's soundly asleep, so I blog &lt;em&gt;lor&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Singapore Cat Club Science Diet Championship Cat Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Date: 3rd September 2006 (Sunday) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Location: Singapore Expo Hall 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time: 10am - 6 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a cat show tomorrow and no one is going with me. Omg omg. I remember the newspaper stated the entrance fee is 3 bucks though. I &lt;em&gt;die die&lt;/em&gt; must drag someone along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad August is finally gone. Ya ya, my pay is coming, haha. Another thing; I refrained from sms-ing my ex-boyfriend. I am really proud of that becos I never miss his birthdays for the past few years, which resulted myself in quite a miserable state. I am all so ready for a new start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my entries are getting boring. But on a Saturday afternoon like that, you cannot expect much from a girl who...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. is sick,&lt;br /&gt;2. is freaking bored,&lt;br /&gt;3. is single,&lt;br /&gt;4. is too lazy to date people out,&lt;br /&gt;5. just got her computer alive last night,&lt;br /&gt;6. wants to do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIAN AR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-115718684526381056?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/115718684526381056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=115718684526381056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115718684526381056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115718684526381056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/09/listening-to-chemistry-pieces-of-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-115713699434493191</id><published>2006-09-02T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T02:56:34.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Christina Aguilera - Dirty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look! 2.30am and I am online!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally get to switch on my system after settling in safe mode earlier. Now I can happily blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By hook or by crook, I gotta get a new CPU next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in the office till 10pm just now, for the bloody MediaCorp project. Sometimes I just dont get it; the China factories are looking at the same artwork, why cant we just fucking communicate?! Anyhow, it's over and done with, finally! I'm not really please with what they did to my artwork though but we're running short of time so &lt;em&gt;yada yada&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My third month is drawing near. Hopefully I get a decent increment, FOR ONCE (and many more in future, hahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people I used to think are weird are friendlier these days. I must say I really enjoy talking to one of the ladies becos she's so straight-forward! Wicked humour I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone's info, Donut has been good and kicking! He's just... funny?! He's exceptionally in love with this red table in the living room, and... my sis's boyfriend. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="375" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Donut/01db29cf.jpg" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Donut/f52c4251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Donut/2dcfee73.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Donut/01e3e9c6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA. He looked like a rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I feel that Donut isnt very photogenic. But thats not quite anyone's business &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I love him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-115713699434493191?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/115713699434493191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=115713699434493191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115713699434493191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115713699434493191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/09/listening-to-christina-aguilera-dirty.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-115685011428365350</id><published>2006-08-29T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T19:15:14.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; 98.7FM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a hassle when your system dies on you. Cant read people's blog like I usually do, blog as and when I like, replying to my mails, check how Donut scores... Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally done with what I ought to do for today. Satisfied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sat was Xiang Jun's 21st... erm... birthday party? HAHA. Honestly I wouldnt call it fun but it wasnt boring for sure. Met some people whom I only saw on her Friendster, lol. And Xinda, please bring along your PSP whenever we have any outing please. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donut's been gooood. My mom seems to have a liking for him now. I cannot describe how happy both my sis and I were when we hear/see her care for Donut. It took us hell lotsa effort to allow Donut to stay, and to get her to compromise slightly for the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention Asikin bought me a lovely necklace and a sooooo-cuteee panda from China, Jiu Zhai Gou? What a waste she didnt manage to visit the waterfall! Was great hanging out with her after sucha long break, thanks to the not-so-entertaining NDP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all up for now. Gotta go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-115685011428365350?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/115685011428365350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=115685011428365350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115685011428365350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115685011428365350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/08/listening-to-98_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-115638602390783009</id><published>2006-08-24T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T10:20:23.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to&lt;/strong&gt;: 98.7FM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon I'm gonna take a short break because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY COMPUTER DIED ON ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, in office, announcing hiatus. Eh, yah uh, probably I can still blog using office's system. Gonna utilise it to the maximum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait till I get a new CPU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laterz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-115638602390783009?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/115638602390783009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=115638602390783009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115638602390783009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115638602390783009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/08/listening-to-98.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-115608208440716782</id><published>2006-08-20T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T21:54:44.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Donut/39099754.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Did mummy say how obedient I am today, eh?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-115608208440716782?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/115608208440716782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=115608208440716782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115608208440716782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115608208440716782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/08/did-mummy-say-how-obedient-i-am-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-115600290192649060</id><published>2006-08-19T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T00:05:45.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Lee Ji Soo - sarang eun him deun ga bwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way or another, I feel blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We realised Donut's been ssslightly betta after we let him roamed around the house for long hours. So, being the lovable mummy on earth, I shall stay home tomorrow to accompany Donut. Donut seeks attention like Nicholas, my used-to-be naughty cousin. Play with them, they turn way too aggressive. Ignore them, they turn your life upside down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the blessed thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really delighted when I got to work on the chocolate poster. I went Hougang Mall with Angie just now and guess what, it's up! BIG BIG POSTER! Pestered my mum to take a look tomorrow, lol. Called the client and he said the management likes the picture. In fact I only took the photos and the concept was given by them. Just bits of editing here and there. He was telling me he needs a packaging design and will be getting back to me in about two to three weeks time. Yoohoooo! Good thing I just did a package design for NIVEA recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the other freelance issue I was saying? It's on. I quoted him and he didnt reject. Everybody says I'm so dumb to quote him at such a low price. For me, it's enough to cover at least half of a new system man. Those cheap cheap kind &lt;em&gt;lar&lt;/em&gt;. Gotta start working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after work I went over to this particular supplier's office. Wanted to discuss about my artwork and there was another lady present. We were chatting away and she knew I'm doing designing at Blistro and freelancing on my own, she asked for my contact! Wee, new client huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I not be happy. I'm getting the hang of Illustrator through all these projects, and even better than Photoshop, lol. Earning for what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contented.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-115600290192649060?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/115600290192649060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=115600290192649060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115600290192649060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115600290192649060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/08/listening-to-lee-ji-soo-sarang-eun-him.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-115591688326955865</id><published>2006-08-18T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T00:08:19.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Fergie - Wont Let You Fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forsook a gathering with the Faberians. Reason's simple - Donut. Brought him for his second vacination. Vet commented he's very naughty and &lt;em&gt;yada yada&lt;/em&gt;, the usual stuff, which gonna make my life miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My work is piling up and I am thinking if I should take up the freelance project offered. I reckon it'll be good money but I'm so drained out at Blistro. Then again, I need pennies for new computer (or rather CPU) and new bedddd. Trust me, my computer gonna die anytime. I always have difficulties switching it on. Just now it was fine; I managed to sign in to MSN but my iTunes didnt work. Something must be wrong with the audio thingy. And do any soul out there know of places that sell cheap furnitures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time of the month is drawing near and I've been getting mood swings. Almost flare up this evening. Was rushing for time when my manager asked me to scan and take pictures for him. Hey, it was like 6pm can. On the other hand the sales people have been asking me to do this do that do whatever shit. I am trying to get things done for everybody, all right. At times when I reject job requests, I feel so bad. I hope no one takes it too personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben, I received your mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank you for taking like, probably an hour or so to type that chunk of text, and reading my whole archive. But when I do not reply on site, or add anyone to my MSN list, apparently the answer is clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be it you know about my family, which level I stay on, where did I go, how did I feel, my poly mates, Faberians, MediaCorp peeps, Donut, Woody... it's not going to help. Talking like you know me well is somehow beyond my comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, I am not trying to be mean, just in case anyone mistaken. I think I'm very much contented with what I have around me at the moment and I need no more. If I wanna make friends, I might as well pop by the clubs on weekends. From your mail I understand where you're coming from but honestly, I have no time to make friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I do not have the habit of categorizing my friends. They're all "best" as far as I am concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you doesnt compare yourself with Mr Josh. He makes me smile and he makes me sad. He gives me surprises and makes me wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Josh, I havent got his mail since yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, before I forget, credits to &lt;a href="http://meathod.deviantart.com/" target="_blank"&gt;~&lt;strong&gt;meathod&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! You may view the above image here - [&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/7327829/?qo=79&amp;amp;q=by%3Ameathod+sort%3Atime+-in%3Ascraps" target="_blank"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;]. I wonder why but it's been days and he havent check the mail yet. Hmm. So busy ar?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this weekend gonna be good. Next week gotta go shop for presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Xiang Jun, I remember I owe you two, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-115591688326955865?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/115591688326955865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=115591688326955865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115591688326955865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115591688326955865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/08/listening-to-fergie-wont-let-you-fall_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-115560997301530050</id><published>2006-08-15T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T10:47:24.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-115560997301530050?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/115560997301530050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=115560997301530050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115560997301530050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115560997301530050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/08/did-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-115557428438959592</id><published>2006-08-15T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T00:54:09.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Fergie - Wont Let You Fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this on DeviantART and its like sooo nice. I hope I dont get sued for using it &lt;em&gt;leh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping with sis this evening after work and bought new clothes. Oh, sinful, wheres my determination to save for my new crib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget, if anyone feels uncomfortable reading (with the black background which I usually detest), do let me know. I'll work around it. But then again, I may be too lazy to make amendments, lol. Dont you hate that counter? How I wish I can get rid of the white background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone approached me for another freelance project. I'd like to give it a try but I've no clue whats it all about. Suppose to be meeting that chap tomorrow evening. Might or might not work out. Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit this entry is seriously random but I just wanna "talk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My folks will be coming home tomorrow. I hope by now they're winning all the money at the casino, so I get sponsored for my new furnitures. Very advanced birthday present or whatever you call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it easy people! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-115557428438959592?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/115557428438959592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=115557428438959592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115557428438959592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115557428438959592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/08/listening-to-fergie-wont-let-you-fall.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-115544175630802655</id><published>2006-08-13T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T12:07:20.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Jaci Velasquez - If This World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left work with a wide grin yesterday. First we had a meeting and I am pretty sure no company can get so flexible ever. Second was a surprise from Woody (oh well, in text form; email that is). Then I got my money from the freelance poster thingy. Whats more, somebody is giving us a treat for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught &lt;strong&gt;Click&lt;/strong&gt;. Adam Sandler is gooood, Kate Beckinsale is gorgeous! She looked so hot in Van Helsing back then. I heart movies which teach me to appreciate things and people around us. Because, very often, it slips off my (and everyones) mind so easily. The plot cant be any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food at Rendezvous Hotel wasnt really bad but nothing much to hoo-ha about. I shall not complain becos we didnt pay a single cent &lt;em&gt;mah&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we have DONUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Donut/deefe8e8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea what the hell is happening to my phone. I rem I set it to the highest resolution but this is what I got when I transferred it over. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His nonsense never stop but at least not as bad now. When I showed this pic to people, everyone goes "You call this a kitten &lt;em&gt;meh&lt;/em&gt;?" He &lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt; a kitten &lt;em&gt;mah&lt;/em&gt;, since he cant be categorised as a young cat even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The orange thingy there is his playmate, HAHA. The devil likes to bite him, nibble his fur, and put its head into the water tray. -___-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him to bits!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-115544175630802655?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/115544175630802655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=115544175630802655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115544175630802655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115544175630802655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/08/listening-to-jaci-velasquez-if-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-115511292075299048</id><published>2006-08-09T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T16:45:09.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Monica - For You I Will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woody's mail is here and I've just finished replying. That explains why I am so chirpy! I need to be mentally prepared becos I will be expecting lesser mails from September onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck at home and feeling bored. Where's everybody?! I wanna watch movies. Downloaded songs and happily eliminating now, lol. Anyway roads are blocked because Singapore's celebrating her 41st birthday -&lt;em&gt; ma fan&lt;/em&gt;. Take it as a bonus day-off for some slack then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to watch &lt;strong&gt;My Super Ex-Girlfriend&lt;/strong&gt; but realised it's not like what I initially thought. Dread those storylines, so, NEXXTTT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/mix/details_click.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many reviews on &lt;strong&gt;Click&lt;/strong&gt;. How can I not watch it! Especially with a touch of comedy and touching scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/mix/details_helenfox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helen the Baby Fox&lt;/strong&gt;. I simply adore furry creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/mix/details_ghostgame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ghost Game&lt;/strong&gt;. Thai movies are worth it, or so I say. I hope this wont disappoint me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Chinese, Ghost Game is pronouced as &lt;strong&gt;GUI YING&lt;/strong&gt;. Please dont make a blunder like myself and goes around reading it as &lt;strong&gt;GUI &lt;em&gt;GONG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Tmd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis's birthday tomorrow. Easily settled as we grow older. Birthday cake &amp;amp; cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Salle SIA replied my mail. Urgh, cant get tuition grant cos I attended local polytechnic. Sigh. The whopping school fees will make my family goes bankrupt so Huang Aifen, stop thinking of getting a degree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall divert my attention to revamping my room. Saw the Ikea catalogue with a simple wood-based frame going at 59 bucks! This year's birthday wish (for my family) isnt going to be too tough, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every August I tend to feel a bit lost, probably due to my ex-boyfriend. This year I dont wish history to repeat itself. Been six years and I've given up hope to get back together. Nothing to do with Woody if you're wondering. Lets not start getting emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just sign off with a,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SINGAPORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-115511292075299048?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/115511292075299048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=115511292075299048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115511292075299048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115511292075299048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/08/listening-to-monica-for-you-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-115495898386415374</id><published>2006-08-07T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T21:56:24.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Edward Chun - Our Love Will Always Last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towned over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got myself two similar tops (of different colours) at $8 plus each! In return, the money was spent on a dress. I always end up spending money whenever I'm out with Angie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ought to meet up with certain people. Quite a number are involved in this year's NDP. I dont sense much atmosphere till now. Cant wait for the day off! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was spent with Xiujun and Liyan. It was kinda like a farewell thingy, though I seriously dont wanna think towards that direction. I hope she'll be back in two weeks' time. It was fun. Glad now she knew not all Singaporean despise China Chinese. Sometimes I really envy how good her Chinese is. Things like non-woven bag, different types of printing, nylon string... Can you say it in Chinese? For freakin hell I cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took neoprint. It NEVER look good the first time. Reason being we dont know how to operate. So Liyan, be back for a second take &lt;em&gt;hor&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an announcement made this afternoon. From today onwards, our official working hours gonna be from 9am till 6pm, with alternate Saturday instead of every (with one of the Sat off).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went MediaCorp Radio this morning for a meeting. Made use of the time to pop by the wardrobe to say hi to Siew Ee, Laura and Yan Jing. I miss that place. Errr no, the people. Errr no no, the crews. Did I mention the reception area is like damn classy now?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mood is ultimately good the whole day! All thanks to the mail last night. I am really, really, really happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, my blue tinge faded and my hair is like, brownish black. BAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Aifen/1938da46.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hair not nice already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/9fc33884.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyan says I've got BIG TONGUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/727ad76a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I'm gonna put some real flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/aifenefia/Misc/22d1ce82.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look erm... spastic. But I thought the two looks cute so there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the "Shiny" word. Omfg. Reminds me of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; J&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;E &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;em&gt;bek chek&lt;/em&gt;, Liyan's hair blacker than mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ah bish*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-115495898386415374?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/115495898386415374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=115495898386415374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115495898386415374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115495898386415374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/08/listening-to-edward-chun-our-love-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903859.post-115444229247958204</id><published>2006-08-01T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T11:22:21.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Listening to&lt;/strong&gt;: Daniel Powter - Bad Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Faber%20Image/59b0c263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the girls get together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Faber%20Image/88e57bff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the men get together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Faber%20Image/0731a2fa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the designers get together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="375" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/aiFen/Faber%20Image/47630bef.jpg" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When WE get together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the chalet Shermaine mentioned in her mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been... wrongly judged? But I'm glad not wrongly accused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a taste of it. In fact, three times. Minor stuff though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have mentioned to a couple that my boss commented on my punctuality. Boy was I unlucky, my department is usually a lil late, but I was later than usual when he was looking for me that day. He spoke in a way like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M THE ONLY ONE WHO'S LATE.&lt;/span&gt; Know what, norm when I'm late, I'm still earlier than the others LOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was once I did an artwork of a waist pouch. Unknowingly (that I should send it directly to the client), I sent it to both the salesperson and my manager. My manager replied saying it was well done. The salesperson said he'll send it to the client then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days later he came to me and say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, you remember the artwork for XXX company?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uh huh, why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You see what she replied."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked over and I saw this on his mail:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sorry but what artwork is this?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately I went dumb. I cannot imagine my artwork was soooo generic that even one could not tell it's a waist pouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say, after a few weeks or a month, I was having lunch with a coordinator, and we happened to talk about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was quite demoralised the other time, xxx from XXX company cannot even tell my artwork is of a waist pouch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No lah, when (the salesperson) sent it over, he didnt attach the jpeg file, and we've so many projects with XXX company!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine. He didnt even tell me about it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went for dinner with colleagues. The salesperson brought up a project (which I'm working on together with him). He wanted to get (lets call her Dumbass) Dumbass to do up the drawing. For goodness sake, trust me, she could've complete it within an hour or two. And even when I wasnt around, she told him to leave it on my table and get me to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the reason why,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;She &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JUE DE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (feels that) I am very free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I right to say that I can give you any project as and when I like when I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JUE DE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you very free? Dumbass. If chatting on MSN makes you feel I've nothing to do, so be it. I do chat, but I do ask people how to work on Illustrator and Freehand too. I did complete my work, did I not? Laughing and smiling while walking around the office, or having a couple of blings on the taskbar, or not whining about my workload, doesnt fuckin gives you the right to assume I am free, dumbass. Find yourself some friends and chat on MSN while working, dumbass. Dumbass, dumbass, dumbass. I cant freaking work like I've no friends, no family, no kitty, no boys to spend time with. Cant people learn to enjoy during work? You think staring on the computer makes you happy &lt;em&gt;ah&lt;/em&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it cool keep it cool~~~ *relax*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Liyan's work permit gets approval soon, otherwise she'll have to leave Singapore by next Monday. Grrrr. Liyan's definitely one of the best ladies I've met so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough rant for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903859-115444229247958204?l=ifen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/feeds/115444229247958204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6903859&amp;postID=115444229247958204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115444229247958204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903859/posts/default/115444229247958204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifen.blogspot.com/2006/08/listening-to-daniel-powter-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_djJygFMfJjo/SRG-7mT7gxI/AAAAAAAABdc/-JpEboYeBik/S220/DSCF184811.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
