<?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-24832157</id><updated>2011-12-15T16:10:43.635+13:00</updated><category term='quotes'/><category term='music'/><category term='events'/><category term='ophir adventures'/><category term='reviews'/><category term='nonsense'/><category term='photos'/><category term='movies'/><category term='food glorious food'/><category term='everything i can think of at one go'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>e m m i e</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-3133902024991947058</id><published>2009-08-08T19:09:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T19:10:56.433+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/Sn0kq-4HZRI/AAAAAAAAARQ/oCzPnBTLLqE/s1600-h/kel+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/Sn0kq-4HZRI/AAAAAAAAARQ/oCzPnBTLLqE/s400/kel+and+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367486651746968850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so here's the long awaited picture. The boyfriend and I. :)&lt;br /&gt;And yes, that means I'm still alive. And turning TWENTY-ONE soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-3133902024991947058?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/3133902024991947058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=3133902024991947058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/3133902024991947058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/3133902024991947058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-so-heres-long-awaited-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/Sn0kq-4HZRI/AAAAAAAAARQ/oCzPnBTLLqE/s72-c/kel+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-8603993903473772462</id><published>2009-02-06T12:21:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T12:23:41.563+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, as requested, here's the latest, most updated photo of me.&lt;br /&gt;Just to prove I'm still alive and that I'm the real deal. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SYt03ZQCoVI/AAAAAAAAARI/hMtJQR59E6E/s1600-h/graciee+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SYt03ZQCoVI/AAAAAAAAARI/hMtJQR59E6E/s400/graciee+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299457881551315282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SYt02246GWI/AAAAAAAAARA/J3VTy2DA1pk/s1600-h/graciee+me+ev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SYt02246GWI/AAAAAAAAARA/J3VTy2DA1pk/s400/graciee+me+ev.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299457872327481698" 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/24832157-8603993903473772462?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/8603993903473772462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=8603993903473772462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/8603993903473772462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/8603993903473772462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2009/02/okay-as-requested-heres-latest-most.html' title=''/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SYt03ZQCoVI/AAAAAAAAARI/hMtJQR59E6E/s72-c/graciee+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-7404313776708163506</id><published>2009-01-23T21:50:00.005+13:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T22:27:55.199+13:00</updated><title type='text'>No, I'm not dead yet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yes, I'm still alive. But I don't where to start with the updates.&lt;br /&gt;2008 has been a pretty interesting year. Quite unexpected in different ways. It's been bittersweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a (short and condensed) list of the things that 2008 has been kind enough to give me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I got a job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So far, it's been so good, life's been pretty good to me. I got a good part time job, six months ago, in a clinic. I'm happy working here (On good days, that is.). I've been working the whole of summer, which is pretty rewarding, the money is good. Seeing as the silly kiwi dollar keeps dropping and petrol prices keep rising, the job is fuelling (hah, so punny) mydriving expenditure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Which leads me to the next interesting update - &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I got my licence!&lt;/span&gt; I know i know, finally right? But yes, have gone and done it. Got my own car too. So kuen and daryl, yes if you come to NZ, i will drive you around. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I met a nice guy.&lt;/span&gt; I'm not going to say much (cos i think he might see this :P). But I'm also treading carefully here because its quite complicated. They always are aren't they? "Complicated" seems to like following me in life.  But he's a nice guy and he makes me happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I went on a road trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; A group of us headed down to Lake Tekapo (pictures on FB). It was really good, and it just might become an annual thing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I found a nice cafe with a live band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Though I regretfully admit it's not as good as timbre, it's a start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I made new friends, lost some, made more new ones&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; 2008 has been bittersweet only for one reason - lost friendships. If there was something I could make right, it would be to mend a broken friendship. But I made lots of new friends and some really nice ones at that! And I got to know some people even better. That's always something to be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I cut my hair.&lt;/span&gt; SHORT.&lt;/span&gt; Haven't had short hair since.....Since.&lt;br /&gt;The last I can remember having short hair was when I was 13 and that wasn't voluntary. And here's where I can imagine Nick will bring up the dreadful past. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One year of uni down&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;3 more to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i say? This year has been pretty eventful. Much of it due to my own doing. Although most of it not regretted. Excluding a few minor changes, I would have done the year exactly the same. I'm looking forward to this year, albeit with some apprehension. I'm hoping for some things to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt; though (YES WE CAN.) Seems like a good omen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So goodbye 2008, hello 2009. Please be kind to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-7404313776708163506?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/7404313776708163506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=7404313776708163506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/7404313776708163506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/7404313776708163506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-im-not-dead-yet.html' title='No, I&apos;m not dead yet.'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-1996260722758541556</id><published>2008-07-03T19:13:00.010+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T19:58:53.941+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Update and SNOW!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm on holidays! Actually I've been on hols since last wed.&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that it snowed in early June! It was amazing really, I've never seen snow before so this was quite an experience, and it didn't snow last year, so it was a real treat. And reports say its gonna snow a lot more this year! Anyway, pictures! Not many, but still pictures! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl, me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGx9mJ9A6OI/AAAAAAAAAKk/HtEEPt30UkM/s1600-h/DSC00349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGx9mJ9A6OI/AAAAAAAAAKk/HtEEPt30UkM/s400/DSC00349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218684162675894498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole, me, cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGx9mJbtoFI/AAAAAAAAAKs/fTaXCtrU_Bc/s1600-h/me+nic+cheryl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGx9mJbtoFI/AAAAAAAAAKs/fTaXCtrU_Bc/s400/me+nic+cheryl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218684162536218706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from the 11th storey of the uni library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGx-buCaPfI/AAAAAAAAALE/JGsgGfbaq6o/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGx-buCaPfI/AAAAAAAAALE/JGsgGfbaq6o/s400/Image011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218685082895269362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the top of a hill over-looking the beach/sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGx-cAbWXzI/AAAAAAAAALc/xusQPLMImbo/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGx-cAbWXzI/AAAAAAAAALc/xusQPLMImbo/s400/Image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218685087831711538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGx-b6H0ixI/AAAAAAAAALU/vKH4tPi9HZQ/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGx-b6H0ixI/AAAAAAAAALU/vKH4tPi9HZQ/s400/Image013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218685086139190034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGx-b_0r5UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Y0Pz-XVeJb4/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGx-b_0r5UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Y0Pz-XVeJb4/s400/Image012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218685087669544258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newest toy for Arise keyboardists! KORG M3 Workstation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGx9mdJfalI/AAAAAAAAAK0/odKzv-6qTOg/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGx9mdJfalI/AAAAAAAAAK0/odKzv-6qTOg/s400/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218684167828499026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGx9mUSr4vI/AAAAAAAAAK8/vDyTcXTsdas/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGx9mUSr4vI/AAAAAAAAAK8/vDyTcXTsdas/s400/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218684165451145970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGyCxXD9oWI/AAAAAAAAALk/xVh1GnnMuCI/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGyCxXD9oWI/AAAAAAAAALk/xVh1GnnMuCI/s400/Image032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218689852731400546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGyCxYqTRLI/AAAAAAAAALs/daMJBtwegxs/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGyCxYqTRLI/AAAAAAAAALs/daMJBtwegxs/s400/Image033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218689853160637618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGyCxgiKz9I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Qhx_3ykSYmQ/s1600-h/Image034edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGyCxgiKz9I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Qhx_3ykSYmQ/s400/Image034edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218689855274012626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGyCx1qcZEI/AAAAAAAAAL8/X4C9HPbz0OQ/s1600-h/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGyCx1qcZEI/AAAAAAAAAL8/X4C9HPbz0OQ/s400/Image036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218689860945863746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started snowing around 2-3ish in the afternoon on a Saturday. It actually started off with rain. People started texting me to tell me it was snowing and I was all sad and sulky cause it wasn't snowing in my part of town, then abt half an hour later, the raindrops started getting thicker and heavier and started dropping more slowly. And soon enough, it was full-blown snow! Pretty amazing I tell you, it's really beautiful and you have to see it for yourself to understand the beauty of it. Anyway, it snowed for approx 3hours++. Most of the photos I took were quite dark and blurry. So the photos here were taken the NEXT MORNING. That shows ow much snow there was. =) Anyway, going slightly off tangent, some of the locals told us that it gets really quiet when it snows. And the reason is because when the snow falls, it absorbs noise and so the atmosphere is really quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Sem 1 of Uni is over, Sem 2 here I come! Time really flies, it's crazy. We're already into the second half of the year. I'm hoping to be able to fly back this year, it's not confirmed at the moment, so wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;em&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-1996260722758541556?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/1996260722758541556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=1996260722758541556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/1996260722758541556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/1996260722758541556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2008/07/update-and-snow.html' title='Update and SNOW!!!!!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/SGx9mJ9A6OI/AAAAAAAAAKk/HtEEPt30UkM/s72-c/DSC00349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-70263370687292850</id><published>2008-05-24T11:51:00.006+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T16:25:34.087+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Update: One Dose At A Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmm, yes I realize this blog is desperately in need for an update.&lt;br /&gt;I've been really busy these past few weeks with assignments, reports, tests etc.&lt;br /&gt;Uni life is so much more than fun I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yes an update. I realized the last entry was posted just before exams and term break. I feel so bad now. Heh. So much has happened the past month (and then some). To sum it up: I had a crazy three week term break. First up was the annual Asian Dance Party. For some of you, you'll know what I'm referring to (though the name itself is pretty self explanatory.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt last year's was much more fun for me. Seeing as everyone was sober last year, we had a hell of a good time. This year I was one of the few sobers one. Sad huh. This year happens to be one of the years when all your friends break up. Hah. And yes, especially when both are your good friends, and they just wanna get pissed drunk that night, who's to stay sober and act as cock-blockers? Nice me. Yes yes, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EATING! I LOVE DENNY's! Because CHCH is not like SG where there are lots of 24 hour eateries, we go to this place called Denny's, which is prob the only 24 hour food place. You know when you watch those shows where they show those American 24 hour 'cafes'? Yea it looks exactly like that. I'll take a photo of the place the next time I go, you'll prob understand better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so yes. Denny's serve the best chilli fries ever! And the best chocolate brownie with cookies and creme ice cream! And you can order anything on the menu at any time. See, this comes in handy because when we're done at Pocha at ard 4am, you get really hungry (which doesn't really make sense to me cos we eats lots at pocha too, but I digress.) so its nice to be able to drive to Denny's and order like a huge American breakfast at 5am! heh, you think I'm crazy ay? Basically its the same as how we do timbre at night, except longer. Now you get it ay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly: uni. People always used to say Uni will be the best years of your life. You know what? IT'S TRUE! Ask ra! She'll say the same thing (I think :P). I don't really know how to describe it, and I'm not really sure if it applies to uni life back in sg. What I do know is that Uni life is really fun. I like the fact that (maybe this doesn't really apply to SG) because everyone you know is in uni, meeting up is not a problem. I like the fact that in between lectures you can go look for friends to study together. Or go to some cafe. One of our (read: me n cheryl) favourite hangouts is this place called Church Corner. Far from its name, its actually just this little place where all the Asian food shops are. And there's this really CHEAP fish and chips shop there. You pay NZ$1.80 for almost 1kg of chunky fries, and they add lemon pepper salt. OMG, its so good. Especially on cold and rainy days (like nowadays), its damn shiok to eat can! Self control emmie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the weather, its mid autumn, and winter is coming. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hear that you stupid weather??? I know winter is coming, stop making it so obvious! &lt;/span&gt;It's been really cold and rainy the past few days, making it so depressing, and COLD. But someone told me something so cute when I was quite depressed a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;He said:&lt;br /&gt;"Whether the weather is good,&lt;br /&gt;whether the weather is bad.&lt;br /&gt;You'll weather the weather&lt;br /&gt;whatever the weather,&lt;br /&gt;whether it's good or bad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! That made my day so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that should pretty much sum up my long-winded update. I hope another one is on it's way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S/ And sorry there are not photos, my camera went kuku on me. So I haven't taken any since the last time. And you know how it's like to wait for people to pass you photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-70263370687292850?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/70263370687292850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=70263370687292850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/70263370687292850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/70263370687292850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2008/05/update-take-one-dose-at-time.html' title='Update: One Dose At A Time'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-7366462839229723562</id><published>2008-04-02T18:52:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T18:53:58.489+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have test tmr and I'm here blogging. Ah, dedication.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on another note, 3weeks uni break starting next week!!! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Righty-o! I shall mosey on to go study for my 30% Management Test tmr. Darnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-7366462839229723562?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/7366462839229723562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=7366462839229723562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/7366462839229723562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/7366462839229723562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-have-test-tmr-and-im-here-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-1394143457423735547</id><published>2008-04-02T18:18:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T18:51:14.761+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>More photos!!!</title><content type='html'>More pictures!!! And I'll let them do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R_MbLMhIvoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/n2dpOkPYD1o/s1600-h/nad+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R_MbLMhIvoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/n2dpOkPYD1o/s400/nad+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184517475186294402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nad me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R_MbKshIvlI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PDD5KNGnAcs/s1600-h/esther+me+cheryl+nad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R_MbKshIvlI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PDD5KNGnAcs/s400/esther+me+cheryl+nad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184517466596359762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esther me cheryl nad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R_MbK8hIvnI/AAAAAAAAAKM/giyrpRaG7QE/s1600-h/me+mic+ade+town.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R_MbK8hIvnI/AAAAAAAAAKM/giyrpRaG7QE/s400/me+mic+ade+town.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184517470891327090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me mic adeline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R_MbKshIvmI/AAAAAAAAAKE/JHmYSs6lCnY/s1600-h/me+debbie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R_MbKshIvmI/AAAAAAAAAKE/JHmYSs6lCnY/s400/me+debbie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184517466596359778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debbie me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R_MbZMhIvpI/AAAAAAAAAKc/qkAz_V6XeDA/s1600-h/town6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R_MbZMhIvpI/AAAAAAAAAKc/qkAz_V6XeDA/s400/town6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184517715704462994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R_MYRshIveI/AAAAAAAAAJE/LynsYS2OJuo/s1600-h/me+rob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R_MYRshIveI/AAAAAAAAAJE/LynsYS2OJuo/s400/me+rob.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184514288320560610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robert me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R_MYRMhIvbI/AAAAAAAAAIs/nki022LkYlc/s1600-h/em+emi+ev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R_MYRMhIvbI/AAAAAAAAAIs/nki022LkYlc/s400/em+emi+ev.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184514279730625970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;em emi ev&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R_MYRchIvcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HtbnM_MLBS8/s1600-h/me+ade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R_MZw8hIvjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/HTPnwlicFrE/s400/me+debbie3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184515924703100466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R_MZwshIviI/AAAAAAAAAJk/QkDINdqTj_Q/s1600-h/me+debbie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R_MZwshIviI/AAAAAAAAAJk/QkDINdqTj_Q/s400/me+debbie2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184515920408133154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R_MZwMhIvfI/AAAAAAAAAJM/CuWJ-vKStMQ/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R_MZwMhIvfI/AAAAAAAAAJM/CuWJ-vKStMQ/s400/me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184515911818198514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R_MZw8hIvjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/HTPnwlicFrE/s1600-h/me+debbie3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-1394143457423735547?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/1394143457423735547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=1394143457423735547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/1394143457423735547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/1394143457423735547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2008/04/more-photos.html' title='More photos!!!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R_MbLMhIvoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/n2dpOkPYD1o/s72-c/nad+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-1452248512903274956</id><published>2008-03-28T15:50:00.009+13:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T16:20:12.868+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Photos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know these photos are on facebook but me uploading them on blogger makes me feel like I've blogged a little. HAH. Anyhoo, here are the photos from the BBQ at Sumner Beach and the photos from the Girls Night Out/Girls Go to Town (cheesy huh, I made that up on the spot. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I like it&lt;/span&gt;. =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sumner Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xhychIvaI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7o7VouWI6JY/s1600-h/Me+and+Nadia+sunnies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xhychIvaI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7o7VouWI6JY/s400/Me+and+Nadia+sunnies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182624790473129378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadia and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xhyMhIvYI/AAAAAAAAAIU/enjsqehxDdM/s1600-h/Me+Adeline+Esther+back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xhyMhIvYI/AAAAAAAAAIU/enjsqehxDdM/s400/Me+Adeline+Esther+back.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182624786178162050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xhx8hIvXI/AAAAAAAAAIM/XQgC5STArvI/s1600-h/Me2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xhx8hIvXI/AAAAAAAAAIM/XQgC5STArvI/s400/Me2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182624781883194738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xhychIvZI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Cn3zfS7Px9o/s1600-h/Me+and+Nadia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xhychIvZI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Cn3zfS7Px9o/s400/Me+and+Nadia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182624790473129362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadia and Me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xg8shIvUI/AAAAAAAAAH0/q1bYecHmSgI/s1600-h/Girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xg8shIvUI/AAAAAAAAAH0/q1bYecHmSgI/s400/Girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182623867055160642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cue to start singing&lt;/span&gt;: "Pretty l&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aaaa&lt;/span&gt;dy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xg88hIvVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/6ec1Eu2-Vmo/s1600-h/Girls+Jump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xg88hIvVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/6ec1Eu2-Vmo/s400/Girls+Jump.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182623871350127954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xg8chIvSI/AAAAAAAAAHk/DqvVLkiYHY4/s1600-h/Adeline+and+Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xg8chIvSI/AAAAAAAAAHk/DqvVLkiYHY4/s400/Adeline+and+Me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182623862760193314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeline and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xg88hIvWI/AAAAAAAAAIE/JD0g37lFt4M/s1600-h/Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xg88hIvWI/AAAAAAAAAIE/JD0g37lFt4M/s400/Me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182623871350127970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Riiiiight&lt;/span&gt;, let's not talk about this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls Night Out/Girls Go to Town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xeYchIvNI/AAAAAAAAAG8/P7x8WiXm2_A/s1600-h/Nail+Painting+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xeYchIvNI/AAAAAAAAAG8/P7x8WiXm2_A/s400/Nail+Painting+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182621045261647058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manicure/Pedicure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xeYMhIvMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/1sytNkbB0r0/s1600-h/Nail+Painting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xeYMhIvMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/1sytNkbB0r0/s400/Nail+Painting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182621040966679746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me doing Esther's nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xeYMhIvLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/OzfL0_H4-vs/s1600-h/Me+and+Esther.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xeYMhIvLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/OzfL0_H4-vs/s400/Me+and+Esther.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182621040966679730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xe28hIvOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/DhwKst1O2Q0/s1600-h/Nail+Painting+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xe28hIvOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/DhwKst1O2Q0/s400/Nail+Painting+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182621569247657186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xeX8hIvKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BwXiGokQOJo/s1600-h/Group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xeX8hIvKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BwXiGokQOJo/s400/Group.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182621036671712418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xe28hIvPI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xMyCpBhiYmQ/s1600-h/Rejects2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xe28hIvPI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xMyCpBhiYmQ/s400/Rejects2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182621569247657202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xe3chIvRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ec0VKeicnuo/s1600-h/Town2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xe3chIvRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ec0VKeicnuo/s400/Town2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182621577837591826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xe3MhIvQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/o5Wc3yndBwg/s1600-h/Town.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xe3MhIvQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/o5Wc3yndBwg/s400/Town.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182621573542624514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We. love. shopping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-1452248512903274956?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/1452248512903274956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=1452248512903274956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/1452248512903274956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/1452248512903274956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2008/03/photos.html' title='Photos!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-xhychIvaI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7o7VouWI6JY/s72-c/Me+and+Nadia+sunnies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-5808155862054436715</id><published>2008-03-20T20:20:00.011+13:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T21:44:43.717+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything i can think of at one go'/><title type='text'>Finally, and update!</title><content type='html'>It's about time for an update. Well um, lots has been going on that I don't know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Firstly, I started uni 3 weeks back! Yay! It's been really fun, uni life is really fun!!! You get the craziest, weirdest, dodgiest and fabulous activities all around campus and especially during Orientation Week. You get to join all these clubs and societies and take part in so much stuff. Of course I joined the Singapore Club!!!! Yay for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are of course lots of temptations in Uni I admit. The biggest and most established club in Uni is ENSOC which is the Engineering Society. The thing though is most of the people are not from Engineering. This society is the most whacked out, the craziest, the most daring, the everything-you-can-think of society. A typical kind of activity is a party with a theme like "Come in anything but clothes". You pretty much get the idea. But I guess that's the culture here in NZ. But I guess it's not me to join a club like that as well. After all, there are quite a lot of sleazy people there and all they do is party, booze out and have sex. Though the stories are enough to keep me entertained for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to uni, I'm really enjoying it! I love being able to walk through campus grounds at 10am on a sunny day and stroll to my next lecture. I also like being able to end classes at 1pm and go home! Me and my girlfriends started going to the gym too and its crazy! We go for BAT sessions. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;utts, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;bs and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;highs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather's been amazing recently! So when walking on campus, you see lots of people lying on the grass, sitting in the sun, doing all sorts of stuff. What I really like about Uni here is the freedom to do almost anything you like. And of course the open-mindedness of the culture here. Here in Uni, clubs advertising their activities are written in chalk on the ground so its really cool cos when you're rushing to class, you'll see all these colourful chalk written stuff on the ground and they make it really cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, people here really make an effort to get people to take part in their activities and the lecturers and staff are really friendly and good sports. For example, on Wed, UCom (the Commerce Soc) had this "Egg A Lecturer" thingy, where you can throw an egg at a lecturer. Of course, the lecturer volunteers for this. BUT STILL, they're such good sports to even volunteer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, what's summer without having BBQs, parties, beach gatherings, and all things fun!!! I've been going to so many BBQs and gatherings I've lost count, not to mention the number of birthday celebrations we've had and those that are still to come. I've met so many new people! I know you're gonna wonder if there are any cute guys. the answer is YES. Of course they are cute guys! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, moving on, church is amazing! We just launched our 2nd service 3 weeks ago, so we've got two services now! Cool beans! Easter is this sunday and we're having a major production of dance, drama and music, it's amazing but everyone's been working hard! One major factor to adapting to Uni life real easy is the fact that Arise (that's the name of my church, if you don't already know, shame on you) was a big part of Orientation Week, having a small stall on campus. And so I got to know lots of people though that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the most important part: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PICTURES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We had lunch with the SG ambassador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-IZVchIu-I/AAAAAAAAAFE/gNrqdQCJR4s/s1600-h/Group+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-IZVchIu-I/AAAAAAAAAFE/gNrqdQCJR4s/s400/Group+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179730377652616162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-IZVshIu_I/AAAAAAAAAFM/JdfMyObLnKU/s1600-h/Group+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-IZVshIu_I/AAAAAAAAAFM/JdfMyObLnKU/s400/Group+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179730381947583474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for Singaporeans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-IZ1MhIvAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/f-Ju2MEqU_k/s1600-h/Me+and+Nadia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-IZ1MhIvAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/f-Ju2MEqU_k/s400/Me+and+Nadia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179730923113462786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my beloved Nadia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chrislynn's Birthday Party @ The Mexican Cafe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and St.Pats Day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-IepMhIvEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/uPzLpWK4Wz0/s1600-h/Me+Debbie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-IepMhIvEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/uPzLpWK4Wz0/s400/Me+Debbie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179736214513171522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-IeoshIvBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/d249SNQDDlE/s1600-h/Ade+Cheryl+Debbie+Me+Ev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-IeoshIvBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/d249SNQDDlE/s400/Ade+Cheryl+Debbie+Me+Ev.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179736205923236882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-Ieo8hIvDI/AAAAAAAAAFs/F7i5F2ZECog/s1600-h/Girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-Ieo8hIvDI/AAAAAAAAAFs/F7i5F2ZECog/s400/Girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179736210218204210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-Ieo8hIvCI/AAAAAAAAAFk/POeC1SdpNKU/s1600-h/Cheryl+Debbie+Me+Ev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-Ieo8hIvCI/AAAAAAAAAFk/POeC1SdpNKU/s400/Cheryl+Debbie+Me+Ev.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179736210218204194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was St. Patricks day so everyone was wearing green and celebrating. Everywhere in town (and at Uni) everyone was dressed in green and some were wearing those big green hats and walking around! FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ev/Debbie/Vince Flatwarming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-IgUshIvFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/TonL_tsqIcE/s1600-h/Girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-IgUshIvFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/TonL_tsqIcE/s400/Girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179738061349108818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-IgUshIvGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/0fqm7h3U0bg/s1600-h/Nad+Me+Ev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-IgUshIvGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/0fqm7h3U0bg/s400/Nad+Me+Ev.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179738061349108834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-IgU8hIvHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/4eYJOCKn1rc/s1600-h/Random+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-IgU8hIvHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/4eYJOCKn1rc/s400/Random+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179738065644076146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 10 plus we were all quite seh. A few late nights in a row. Hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shing's Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-IhH8hIvII/AAAAAAAAAGU/IrbSYHErdEY/s1600-h/Girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-IhH8hIvII/AAAAAAAAAGU/IrbSYHErdEY/s400/Girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179738941817404546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-IhIMhIvJI/AAAAAAAAAGc/kdAfneFWKbU/s1600-h/Group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-IhIMhIvJI/AAAAAAAAAGc/kdAfneFWKbU/s400/Group.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179738946112371858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is pretty much been really smooth sailing, I'm enjoying everything so much now. I hope you guys are having a great time back in SG. I know I should post up more pictures but I'm just so lazy to do so. Heh. They are actually all on Facebook so go there and look for them! There should be more photos coming soon! I had loads of photos taken at Sumner Beach and we're having a GIRLS NIGHT OUT* on Sun so that should have pretty random photos! Coming up is the Asian Dance Party! Yay to a great year! Update soon! Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Our new annual ritual! When the girls from Dunedin come up to Christchurch we have this massive Girls Night Out. About 20 ofo us crash at someone's place and do stuff! I think I wrote an entry on it last year, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-5808155862054436715?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/5808155862054436715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=5808155862054436715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/5808155862054436715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/5808155862054436715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2008/03/finally-and-update.html' title='Finally, and update!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/R-IZVchIu-I/AAAAAAAAAFE/gNrqdQCJR4s/s72-c/Group+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-820505811712031584</id><published>2008-02-21T22:57:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T23:01:25.128+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything i can think of at one go'/><title type='text'>Back in CHCH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm back!!! This is kinda late but yes I'm back in CHCH.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a crazy week but I'm enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;Lectures start next week and church just launched two services, one at 10am and one at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally I'm playing for both services which means I have to be there at 8am, go for lunch and be back at 3pm for stage runs. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thank you guys for sending me off. I had so much fun the past 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;It's been great seeing you all again and having lots of fun and finding new places to chill out (timbre). This year's gonna be a great one so here's to a great year! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-820505811712031584?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/820505811712031584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=820505811712031584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/820505811712031584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/820505811712031584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-in-chch.html' title='Back in CHCH'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-2469198313420803264</id><published>2007-12-14T22:41:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T23:09:02.833+13:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am coming home in 2 days! It's so exciting.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to check the flight details and I said to check it here so this is as much as I can get:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrival time: 5.30pm (SG time)&lt;br /&gt;Flight Number: SQ 298&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tommy kor, I don't know which terminal, heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-2469198313420803264?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/2469198313420803264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=2469198313420803264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/2469198313420803264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/2469198313420803264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/12/2-days.html' title='2 days'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-7436050892679281602</id><published>2007-12-12T12:02:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T12:04:16.135+13:00</updated><title type='text'>4 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 4 days left til I come home, though I admit it hasn't sunk in yet.&lt;br /&gt;Prolly will on the day itself.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-7436050892679281602?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/7436050892679281602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=7436050892679281602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/7436050892679281602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/7436050892679281602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/12/4-days.html' title='4 days'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-8106284693612282546</id><published>2007-12-03T18:14:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T18:22:31.444+13:00</updated><title type='text'>13 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First crazy day with the girls - we shopped... Like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Between us, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pairs of shoes. And not to mention - clothes. And lots of other random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I think the damage of today's spending was around $400.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bad&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Really&lt;/span&gt; bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-8106284693612282546?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/8106284693612282546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=8106284693612282546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/8106284693612282546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/8106284693612282546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/12/13-days.html' title='13 days'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-6850513279881495772</id><published>2007-12-01T14:28:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T14:30:11.502+13:00</updated><title type='text'>14 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESSSSS&lt;/span&gt;!!! Exams are &lt;u&gt;OVERRRR&lt;/u&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-6850513279881495772?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/6850513279881495772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=6850513279881495772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/6850513279881495772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/6850513279881495772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/12/14-days.html' title='14 days'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-3097067187872098744</id><published>2007-11-29T20:57:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T20:58:22.614+13:00</updated><title type='text'>16 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;One&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;more paper to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-3097067187872098744?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/3097067187872098744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=3097067187872098744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/3097067187872098744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/3097067187872098744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/11/16-days_29.html' title='16 days'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-3434240901689689405</id><published>2007-11-28T21:31:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T21:46:49.163+13:00</updated><title type='text'>The Daily Babble</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been overwhelmed by the kindness of people over the past week (not to mention the past 8months). I've never really gone through a 'tragic' experience, not that I want to, mind you. But this experience has taught me that it doesn't matter what colour you are or what country you're from, people are all the same under the skin. I've had so many people come up to me before and after church and tell me that the two weeks I'm here alone that I'll be well taken of. Bec's mum, Linda, this amazing South African woman, came up to me after the service and took my number and told me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Call me anytime and if you ever need a meal, a ride, a place to sleep, CALL ME. And if I find out that you are alone by yourself and you don't call me, I'll be very angry. And let me tell you, you don't wanna make a South African angry."&lt;/span&gt; As bad as that sounds, she's a really nice lady. And she was just joking. Another of my friend's mum also told me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Call us anytime even at 3am if you're afraid in the middle of the night"&lt;/span&gt;. Of course, not to forget my Pastors Brent and Annie who assured my parents that I would be well taken care of and the many other people who have offered meals, rides, rooms etc - Thank You. This has definitely made me feel much better about being here alone. I am very grateful for all these people, thus this post to honour them. I will definitely remember your kindness. So thank you. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall resist the urge to babble. emmieOUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s/Only 2 more papers to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-3434240901689689405?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/3434240901689689405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=3434240901689689405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/3434240901689689405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/3434240901689689405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/11/daily-babble.html' title='The Daily Babble'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-9045863054013338949</id><published>2007-11-24T19:46:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T20:24:52.900+13:00</updated><title type='text'>One heck of a long update... and then some.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know I said I'd write after my exams, which ends on 30th Nov, but so much has been happening that I think I better update now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, my granddad passed away today. I don't really know how to react to it. Cause I haven't had anyone close to me die before. Since all 4 of my grandparents are still around. Until today. I guess it hasn't really sunk in yet and the fact that I'm not there with my relatives to let it really sink in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my mum's flying home tomorrow and my dad and sis are flying back on the 2nd of Dec. Currently my flight is booked for the 23rd Dec, the original date. But I'm on the waiting list for the 16th of Dec. That's about the earliest that I can fly back cause I need to settle Uni stuff and crazy other things. So i'm gonna be here alone (okay not really) for 2 weeks. But the thing is I DON'T WANNA BE here alone. It's not like being alone in SG where I'm so familiar and comfortable. Please pray that I can fly back on the 16th. Cause most of my friends have gone home for the holidays. Mary's in Wellington. Karine's going to Auckland. Adeline, Shing and Esther are back in Kuching. Chris is going back to SG before me. So that leaves me with Debbie and Ev, my roomies for the 2 weeks I'm alone here. All this news has come so suddenly and just like that all our plans have changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really gotta stop saying "alone" cause I'm not. It just feels weird being here without my family. It's not like SG where I can just go out and take the MRT or bus. Here I've gotta drive everywhere. Its just so different, or rather so unfamiliar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Righto, I'm babbling. Anyhoo, I pray that I'l be able to fly back with Debbie on the 16th. And then I'll be in SG til 16th Feb, one week before Uni starts! I can't believe how time flies. A whole year has passed and it has been an amazing year. The last day of school was so emotional. Thankfully, I'll still see most of my friends at the Leaver's Dinner and Prizegiving. But after that, quite a number of my friends are going down to Dunedin. And I can't believe I'm starting Uni next year. And then after 5 years (heck of a long time) I'll be back in SG (hopefully) to get some work experience. Not for long though cause I highly doubt I'll settle down in SG. I might migrate to Sydney or maybe stay in CHCH. I'd miss Arise too much to move away. Who knows? 5 years is a long time. I can't really see how things are going to be like so far down. Plans can change. Imagine graduating at 25. Then work. Looks like I don't need to get married alrd. *sob* Dunno if I can survive. I have more things to settle before going back to SG than my parents, its nuts. My kiwi friends think I'm such a weirdo (in a good way) cause the culture here is that when you  reach 18, you are no longer considered a child and your parents don't have any "hold" over you. So most people move out at 18 (sometimes younger) and they go flatting with friends (or boyfriends). It's scary somehow cause I don't think I could ever really do that. I'm too much of a homie( that's good right?). But then I guess that's just differences in culture. Speaking of flatting, I'm going to be alone (stop saying "alone" emmie!) in SG for about a month. Any flatties?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm babbling again. Seriously, I need to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, last thing. About the Brooke Fraser concert.&lt;br /&gt;I have one thing to say: ABSOLUTELY AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like 3 rows away from the stage so we had a pretty awesome view. Brooke Fraser is just amazing. I don't know how people can go to her concert and not feel so awed. I swear she has such an awesome stage presence and she completely owns it. I can see myself going to EVERY SINGLE concert she has in CHCH, or wherever I am, no matter how much. It is worth it. She just babbles non stop and she has this great sense of humor and she's so down-to-earth and personal. I just love her. There's no way I can describe what Brooke Fraser is like, you have to experience it for yourself. Of course, she has an amazing voice. You've heard her sing None But Jesus, Hosanna, Lord of Lords, Almighty God, etc. You think her voice is amazing? Wait til you hear her live. She'll completely blow you away. And she has this amazing custom made guitar (Martin - min price $3500) and hear the stories of her guitar and who made them for her blah blah blah. I could go on and on about just that one concert. Imagine if everyone who went to her concert had as much to say. We would never stop yakking. I could start on the fly story - hilarious incident at the concert, but it'd take too much time, i'll tell you when i'm back. Anyway, my advice is: If you ever get the chance to see Brooke Fraser live, GRAB THE OPPORTUNITY. If you don't have that chance, BUY HER ALBUMS. I know it's not sold in SG, but you can get it one ebay. Trust me, I've got all her albums and you never get sick of listening to it. Its poetry and prose in music form. And its not romantic, sappy bullshit - trust me on this. I mean, John Mayer toured with Brooke Fraser, what could go wrong? I admit that this is highly biased because they are my two favourite singers but STILL?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't stop babbling. It's terrible I tell you. Anyway, I better go. I am supposed to be studying. By the way, OpShop is amazing. They did the opening for Brooke Fraser's concert and they were much better than I expected. The Jason guy has an incredible voice (and face) that just makes a girl go gaga. But good for them, they have one more fan. I think I'm about to start babbling again. So emmieOUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s/ I have just SO MUCH to tell you guys. It's actually so much that it's not funny. I think we gotta do a stayover at Tomsum's place (like the good ol days) and I could just yak non stop maybe for 3 days straight. That'd be fun eh? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-9045863054013338949?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/9045863054013338949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=9045863054013338949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/9045863054013338949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/9045863054013338949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-know-i-said-id-write-after-my-exams.html' title='One heck of a long update... and then some.'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-8846268300645136796</id><published>2007-10-20T18:24:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T18:37:04.902+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess who's going to Brooke Fraser's concert tonight? ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait. And I've got good seats too. Whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;Brooke Fraser's engaged!!!! And to who??? Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCOTT LIGERTWOOD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RxmSouRv6FI/AAAAAAAAAE8/X4oLeutNLWM/s1600-h/brooke+fraser+n+scott+ligertwood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RxmSouRv6FI/AAAAAAAAAE8/X4oLeutNLWM/s400/brooke+fraser+n+scott+ligertwood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123287279425546322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, Hillsong baby!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday was the NZ Music Awards and he was there with her and aww, they look so sweet together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update on the concert when I get back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-8846268300645136796?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/8846268300645136796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=8846268300645136796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/8846268300645136796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/8846268300645136796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/10/guess-whos-going-to-brooke-frasers.html' title=''/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RxmSouRv6FI/AAAAAAAAAE8/X4oLeutNLWM/s72-c/brooke+fraser+n+scott+ligertwood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-3567355217385630717</id><published>2007-10-10T16:55:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T17:15:01.812+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>My my, the kids nowadays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Honestly, I don't understand how some people can be so dense. Originally I thought that this wouldn't be such a big deal but it looks like, no - you just need to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;push&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, did you remember the entry that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wrote in the form of a survey and it was a really sarcastic and critical post? Yeah, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; one. Well, its obviously a one of a kind post and it has me written all over it. It's my tone and just plain Emmie-style. Well, I deleted it when I ended those ranting days, but I'm sure you guys can still recall the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, a few weeks back, when I came across the post on someone else's blog, I couldn't really be bothered cause I did delete it after all. But I did write an entry on post stealers which happened to make some little kiddie angry. It's quite amusing if you think about it. I'm hardly even upset about the fact that she tries to deny that its my post, just plain amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way, though, I'm surprised (with a tinge of honour) that my post travelled that far - even after I deleted it. It's amazing in fact, that someone would want a useless (on hindsight) post like it. And I'm honoured that someone would even dare/challenge me so outrightly about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MY OWN POST. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well, little girl I don't mind you taking my post, in fact, you can call it yours if you want to. I mean, if you have no qualms taking people's posts and calling it your own and challenging the author, then all the best, I wish you a smooth life, cause you're gonna need it in Uni when someone accuses you of plagiarism. Go check the meaning of the word, honey. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s/ I'm assuming you're a little girl - about 14, 15 cos of your typical tweenage/ahlian language. Gawd, I can't stand it. What the heck does words like 'worx' and 'arhhs' mean?And what's with the double letter syndrome? Geez, it's such a disgrace. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;CRINGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-3567355217385630717?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/3567355217385630717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=3567355217385630717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/3567355217385630717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/3567355217385630717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-my-kids-nowadays.html' title='My my, the kids nowadays.'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-9044555612131175362</id><published>2007-09-24T21:05:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T21:11:52.143+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Crash and burn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The weekend was crazy. Movie after movie. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Correction: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Romance&lt;/span&gt; movie after &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;romance&lt;/span&gt; movie.&lt;br /&gt;4 movies in 3 days can drive a girl insane. Watched Hairspray on Friday til 3am. Marie Antoinette and Something New on Sat til 2am. And High School Musical 2 on Sun *cringe*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, I said it. My secret shame is out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But HSM2 is so so so good. It's a gazillion times better than the first one. The quality was perfect even though it's *cough* pirated *cough*. Now I've to wait a whole year for the 3rd one to come out. Darn it. I can't believe I'm so psyched over it. (Stop smirking Adeline, you in the secret shame club too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahwell, anyone care to fedex Zac Efron to New Zealand? I'll pay for postage. *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-9044555612131175362?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/9044555612131175362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=9044555612131175362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/9044555612131175362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/9044555612131175362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/09/crash-and-burn.html' title='Crash and burn'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-6814854066733372259</id><published>2007-09-22T14:39:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T14:53:35.144+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Post-stealers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Its funny. I decided to go blog surfing one day. And I saw &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MY ENTRIES &lt;/span&gt;on other people's blogs. And it's not just one person's blog, it was a FEW, which I can't name or else you'd all go check it out.  Some were entries that I still have and some were 'famous' posts which I deleted after my ranting days ended. In fact, most of the stolen entries were all RANTS.  They were either really angry or really sarcastic *cringe*. Which is real weird, why only take the angry ones? I saw one particular entry that I posted and I wrote it ages and ages ago in a survey form *hint hint* and I deleted it quite some time back, and the person posted it 3 days ago *surprise surprise*. It is really weird seeing my posts on someone else's blog. I'm not upset or anything but I was just thinking if I were the one who copied someone else's posts, I'd be darned embarrassed if the person saw it on my blog. I'm okay with people taking my posts and whether or not they credit me is fine. Anyway, if you know you've been doing that, I just wanna tell you IT'S FINE. I'm not that hard up over stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a random post. You can take it if you want. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-6814854066733372259?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/6814854066733372259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=6814854066733372259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/6814854066733372259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/6814854066733372259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-funny.html' title='Post-stealers.'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-266199194796776526</id><published>2007-09-10T12:30:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T12:32:48.241+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything i can think of at one go'/><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This blog was created [at the beginning] for the purpose of being able to write what I feel and [at the moment] for my beloved friends in Singapore. Ever so often, I'll think back on all those crazy times we've had and I'll be reminded of how blessed I am to have rockin' friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes I get complacent and I take things for granted but then I see all these wonderful people I have in my life and I realise that I need to take more time to thank and appreciate the people who have made my life much more interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To the 'usual group' in Singapore and also my beloved punksquad, you guys absolutely rock my socks! Each and everyone of you has made an impact on my life in your own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomsum, you guys have just kept touching so many lives and have been making such a difference. Your generosity and love has helped make tough times easier, just knowing that you guys are there for us makes a whole lot of things better. I'm sure I speak not only for myself but for the people whom you have taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the one and only Ra. What can I say? You're practically my other half, even though we have a 4 hour time difference. I'm always reminded to be thankful to have you as my friend and it's great to know that being in different countries hasn't affected out friendship. You are a true gem and I know some day, some guy is gonna be very very very (x a gazillion) lucky to have you. But of course he'll have to pass the best friend test first haha. And I'll always hear your voice in my head telling me that we'll grow old together and that our kids will grow up together and that we'll be fretting over my kids' exams together. It's hilarious really, but I can actually imagine it. Love you Ra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuen, I don't even know where to begin. My non-blood related brother. You've been a real encouragement and inspiration to me. You go out of your way to help your friends and you stand up for them. You take the time to ask me how I am and to keep me updated. Fio is one lucky girl (and vice versa, see below for that). You're an awesome musician and you're the first person that comes to mind every time I need advice on music relates stuff. It's a gift you're blessed with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fio - This darling is such a pearl. I had the privilege of getting to know her better and I must say she has an inner glow. Fio, your sincerity and kindness will always touch people's hearts and I know that you have a great future ahead of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle, every time I think of you, I'm reminded of our first ever conversation. It's amazing really how two people who don't know each other can talk on the phone for 4 hours straight. I still can't understand how that happened, but boy, am I glad it did. You are one friend that I know I want to have for life. Being around you and just letting loose is something that I really miss. You are truly one great girl. You are one great punker too! (Right Sharon jie?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARYL LEE YONG MING! Honestly, I have no idea why I always call you by your full name. Technically though, that's not your full name. Cause your full name has a 'CATERPILLAR" after it. Anyway, when I think of you, I don't think of the crazy times and the crazy things that we do (ok I do think of them) but I remember the times when you are an encourager, a brother and a true friend. You are always so gentlemanly and you always let me and Ra make you the butt of our jokes. That's truly noble. I can imagine you being a politician - ever the diplomat. Whatever it is, I know you'll go a long way - you have a great future ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick, I always am reminded of you asking me eons ago how I would describe you. You're an eclair. Hard on the outside, but really sweet and soft on the inside. You'll always be an eclair to me. It's amazing I've known you about 8 years? From our monster-lookalike days. If someone asked me 8 years ago if we would end up as close friends, I would probably have punched them in the face and told them not to curse me. But I am so glad that we've made it this far. Going for 9 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kei- always remembered fondly as THE SON. And of course, as my FIRST FRIEND in Ymm. No one can ever truly let go of the person who became their first friend eh? You're such fun to be with and you can always be counted on to go out with, whether it's shopping, movie marathons, eating or SENTOSA!!! You are a great buddy and you are one great punker too! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shumin - Also one of the people whom I have known almost forever. We've have great times together - camps, shopping, stayovers, picnics, all kinds of crazy stuff. You are such a faithful friend and you never fail to make my day by just being your cheery self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerome, you are one rare guy. You never fail to wish my happy birthday on the dot. You are also a super duper caring guy, taking the time and effort to ask my how I am and just small stuff like that. You're also an awesome punker! You know that you'll be on the team FOREVER, you can't escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then there's this other group of people, people that I haven't known for very long but feels like I've known them forever. This group of girls have taken so much care of me from the second day in Christchurch up til now and probably for quite a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeline - this is one awesome girl. We have quite a lot in common, lots of what we call *shared secret shames*. She's a keyboardist like me though we play for different churches. I owe her a lot. She always has to pick me up and send me home. I probably have to do that for her when I get my license, which is quite soon. Haha. But she's a great leader and she's never been punked. And she's turning 21 in dec!!!! So gimme ideas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbie - the craziest girl I've ever known. Seriously. When she goes nuts, nobody can beat her. She ALWAYS tricks people. She can put on this serious face and tell you something and convince you and when you believe her she'll start laughing and you know you've been conned. I keep telling her that ONE DAY, someone's gonna give her a taste of her own medicine and she's gonna get punked so bad that it'll haunt her for the rest of her life. And we'll even record it and play it at her wedding. JUST YOU WAIT DEBBIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shing - The most gullible girl I've ever known. Always falling prey to Debbie's pranks (see above). But also the most consistent and stable girl. She textes me every week to ask me how's my week been. She's so gentle and girly, she puts the rest of us to shame. But definitely a great friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evlyn - Another crazy girl. She and Debbie are flatmates so that's probably why they're both the craziest girls I know. She's got a great voice and she is an awesome dancer. She totally rocks my socks with her dance moves. She's also a great encourager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrislynn - My Singaporean buddy! She's a total shoppaholic! Way to go! She's also a fab photographer, she has the talent. =D The rest of us predict that she's gonna be a total TAITAI when she's grows up. EH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, EMI!!!! Emily Fawcett rocks my world! Though I only see her during the hols and sometimes on wekends cause she lives in Dunedin (5hrs drive from CHCH) whenever we meet up we always have a blast. She's such a funloving and sporty girl! Love her to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hope I've named everyone I need to. There are lots more people who have touched my life in some way or another. I probably need to tell you myself too. But thank you everyone, you know who you are, I appreciate you all so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Post-note: I'm actually on study leave now. Studying for exams. And I just took 2hours to write this post. Goes to show how much I love you people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-266199194796776526?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/266199194796776526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=266199194796776526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/266199194796776526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/266199194796776526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/09/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-6882568004928874679</id><published>2007-09-05T17:36:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T18:09:12.394+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>With all this talk about songs and music, I thought maybe I'd share with you guys everytime I learn something new. Here in Arise the musos meet every week for music practice. And during this 2 hours(+) we have prayer, a short sharing by our Pastor, break into our different instrument groups and practice our solos/intros/riffs/singers practice singing parts - harmony, lead, melody. And then everyone groups back for the main practice. Almost every two weeks we learn a new song which we practice for one of two weeks before introducing to the church. I know it sounds like alot but actually it means that the church learns about 2 new songs every month which is actually alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I count myself very privileged to be part of a great worship team. I've had a paradigm shift in this area. It's a great experience I must say. At church camp in Wellington I even had a go at those high tech stuff. You know that soft skin coloured earpieces that go into your ear (duh) and you get instructions on transitions, volume levels, EVEN chords when they change the song last minute. COOL MAN. You can still play and LOOK PRO even when you dunno the chords and NOBODY KNOWS!!!! heehee. And you know sometimes you see one musician with a mike but he/she NEVER sings into it? Only once in awhile they'll speak into it? Well, the blur me only just found out that that person's actually the band leader and they are the ones whose voice you hear in your ear. SO COOL!!! Some of you guys probably already know this but like I said, it's all new to me and it was such a cool experience, feeling so professional. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so I thought maybe I'd share with you guys the new songs I learn here. I must admit that at times it may be easier for a worship leader with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AN ACCENT &lt;/span&gt;to lead some of these songs. Even if you don't lead/sing these songs in church, hopefully they touch you in the same way. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a new song but it's definitely a great song to lead. Tough, but nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rain Down&lt;/span&gt; by Delirious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/54L_OWKsLBs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/54L_OWKsLBs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-6882568004928874679?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/6882568004928874679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=6882568004928874679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/6882568004928874679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/6882568004928874679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/09/with-all-this-talk-about-songs-and.html' title=''/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-7944223851154521420</id><published>2007-09-01T15:17:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T15:21:41.606+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: Healer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A few weeks ago I posted an entry on Mike Guglielmucci and how he had cancer. I have a new update for that. He's healed, just like it's said in the song he wrote. Amazing testimony. Hope that brings encouragement to your week. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/mikeguglielmucci"&gt;Mike Guglielmucci&lt;/a&gt;: HEY GUYS!!!! INCREDIBLE NEWS!!!! THE HEALING PROCESS HAS BEGUN!!!! ON MONDAY I WENT TO JOHN WESLEYS CHAPEL IN BRISTOL. AS I STOOD IN WESLEYS PULPIT GODS POWER TOUCHED MY BODY!!!! TO CUT A LONG STORY SHORT. I LEFT MY WHEELCHAIR THERE!!!! MY BACK IS HEALED, MY HIPS ARE HEALED, MY LEGS ARE HEALED!!!! I STILL HAVE PAIN IN MY UPPER BODY BUT IT HAS STARTED!!!! PRAISE AND GLORY TO THE KING OF ALL KINGS!!!! MY SAVIOUR, MY PORTION, MY FREEDOM, MY HEALER!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-7944223851154521420?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/7944223851154521420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=7944223851154521420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/7944223851154521420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/7944223851154521420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/09/re-healer.html' title='Re: Healer'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-556110142888599488</id><published>2007-08-28T20:05:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T22:04:46.073+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Photos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots of overdue photos! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farewell Photos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me n Yukiko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271367.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me n Karine. I love this girl to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271368.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/karinenme.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Old Cashmere Photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/cashmere4.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/cashmere3.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/cashmere2.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arise Church Camp 2007 Photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;In the plane to Wellington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/wellington/SL271378.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/wellington/SL271380.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/wellington/SL271392.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/wellington/SL271393.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/wellington/SL271395.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/wellington/SL271397.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/wellington/SL271398.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/wellington/SL271401.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/wellington/SL271421.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hey, that's me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/wellington/SL271418.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/wellington/SL271419.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source Ball 2007: Masquerade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball Preparation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271466.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbie doing Ev's hair who's doing mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271469.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbie's very dirty mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271470.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ev and Adeline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271472.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271474.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chris, debbie and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271479.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271480.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271483.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271484.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris, me, ev&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271482.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chris n me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271485.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271486.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271487.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ev n me (with EXTRA kel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271488.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us again. (without kel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271489.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Debbie n me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271490.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris n me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271493.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us again with Dion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271494.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeline and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271495.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeline n ev&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271496.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeline, me and debbie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271502.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeline, me, debbie and chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271503.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271504.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kel having "his moment".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271506.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ever comical couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271508.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/source%20ball/SL271509.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-556110142888599488?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/556110142888599488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=556110142888599488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/556110142888599488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/556110142888599488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/08/photos.html' title='Photos!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/wellington/th_SL271378.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-7447015438605051532</id><published>2007-08-21T22:14:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T20:38:20.789+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Lust of the flesh, lust of the eye - Cult of APPLE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/U2iPod.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/U2iPod2.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/iPhone2.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/iPhone.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kid you not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-7447015438605051532?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/7447015438605051532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=7447015438605051532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/7447015438605051532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/7447015438605051532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/08/lust-of-flesh-lust-of-eye.html' title='Lust of the flesh, lust of the eye - Cult of APPLE.'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-4084328617231378390</id><published>2007-08-16T22:13:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T20:38:44.220+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>WooHoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just got back from camp! Phil Pringle is THE MAN! He's such an anointed speaker and SO FUNNY. It was an awesome time up in Wellington. Anyway, just wanted to share another song with you guys. It's HERE WE GO by CCC Oxford Falls (since we're on the topic of Phil Pringle). It's an awesome song, we've been singing it for about a month now. In the video, the guy singing is Joe Pringle, his son (duh). Amazing huh. Listen to this. Phil Pringle is a Kiwi. Brian Houston was born in NZ. (TAKE THAT NAT!) Both pastors of great churches in Australia. Both of their youngest sons are called Joe and Joel respectively. Cool huh. =D Anyway, this song is amazing. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cAoJwqZDRX0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cAoJwqZDRX0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&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/24832157-4084328617231378390?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/4084328617231378390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=4084328617231378390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/4084328617231378390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/4084328617231378390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/08/woohoo.html' title='WooHoo!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-5218786720990527252</id><published>2007-08-07T21:10:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T20:38:44.221+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Healer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is an inspiring song. Written by &lt;a href=" http://www.myspace.com/mikeguglielmucci" target="_blank"&gt;Mike Guglielmucci&lt;/a&gt;, the guy behind most of the Planetshakers songs that you have sung and will sing. He wrote this song, Healer. And if you ddin't know, he's suffering from cancer and is dying. I was told that he performed this song even though he is terminally ill and he broke 3 ribs while performing it (not this video though), that's how weak he is, but he still did it. And he didn't even have enough energy to walk to the front of the church, he had to sit at the back. Here's an excerpt from his MySpace page:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href=" http://www.myspace.com/mikeguglielmucci" target="_blank"&gt;Mike Guglielmucci&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;/strong&gt;Life's going great at the moment. Despite suffering from a pretty crazy cancer and technically not having long to live, I know my God is far more than able to deliver me in my time of trouble! God is so good. Although I'm in alot of pain, I have never felt happier or more in the middle of His will for my life! &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been ringing in my head ever since I heard it. It is a truly amazing song. The two videos are not consecutive but they don't have the one with him singing it. I think you gotta buy their new album. Some of you have probably sung the song in church and cried along as you sang it, it's just so anointed. But anyway, enjoy. It's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FKn4qru7YJU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FKn4qru7YJU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&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/hsRpnTNZuC8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hsRpnTNZuC8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Healer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words and Music by &lt;a href=" http://www.myspace.com/mikeguglielmucci" target="_blank"&gt;Mike Guglielmucci&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse1&lt;br /&gt;You hold my every moment&lt;br /&gt;You calm my raging seas&lt;br /&gt;You walk with me through fire&lt;br /&gt;And heal all my disease&lt;br /&gt;I trust in You&lt;br /&gt;I trust in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;I believe You're my Healer&lt;br /&gt;I believe You are all I need&lt;br /&gt;I believe You're my Portion&lt;br /&gt;I believe You're more than enough for me&lt;br /&gt;Jesus You're all I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is impossible for You&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is impossible for You&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is impossible for You&lt;br /&gt;You hold my world in Your hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=" http://www.myspace.com/mikeguglielmucci" target="_blank"&gt;Mike Guglielmucci's MySpace Page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-5218786720990527252?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/5218786720990527252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=5218786720990527252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/5218786720990527252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/5218786720990527252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/08/healer.html' title='Healer.'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-7844275278832780965</id><published>2007-07-23T19:03:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T21:17:56.841+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Hanmer Springs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Loads of Photos.&lt;br /&gt;I went for a day trip to Hanmer Springs on Sat. It's awesome! It's this place, about 2 hours drive out into the outskirts of CHC (Christchurch). It's kinda like a tourist hotspot. It's on higher ground (or so I'm told.) so it's much colder and it has all these hot pools. We ran from pool to pool in freezing temperatures. The pools ranged from 29 degrees to 40 degrees. And some of the hotter ones had sulphur elements in them and they smelled real bad, quite like rotten eggs. But anyways, it was fun, had a good day and ate ice cream in freezing weather. As Adeline says, "There's always room for ice cream." And hey, I haven't eaten ice cream since..... Mar? Okay maybe not. Anyway, here are loads of photos. I took photos of everything except the hot pools, well I did take two photos of them but it was too cold to run around with a camera. Hah. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271295.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271296.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271297.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271298.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271301.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271302.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271303.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271305.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271308.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271309.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271310.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271311.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271312.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271313.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271314.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271315.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271316.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271317.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271318.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shing and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271294.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon, Esther and Fen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271306.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Shing, Fen and Sharon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271307.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbie and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271319.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271320.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fen and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271321.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271322.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeline and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271323.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esther and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271324.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271325.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shing and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271329.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ev and Shing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271326.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ev and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271327.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kel and Fen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271328.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pools&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271331.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271330.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271332.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Offence to Lesbians Though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-7844275278832780965?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/7844275278832780965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=7844275278832780965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/7844275278832780965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/7844275278832780965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/07/hanmer-springs.html' title='Hanmer Springs'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-565171802566772564</id><published>2007-07-19T22:16:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T19:10:27.827+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Brooke Fraser rocks my socks!</title><content type='html'>Don't you just love her? Enjoy. :D&lt;br /&gt;(And yes Kuen, her guitarist is Nigel Hendroff, the Hillsong guy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Kvb-4ULaNo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Kvb-4ULaNo" 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/24832157-565171802566772564?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/565171802566772564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=565171802566772564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/565171802566772564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/565171802566772564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/07/brooke-fraser-rocks-my-socks.html' title='Brooke Fraser rocks my socks!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-2719242617369934641</id><published>2007-07-14T22:41:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T21:31:18.651+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Girls, girls, girls!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photos from CZone Dinner at Spagalimis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrislynn and Morija&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271232.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbie and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271233-1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morija&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271235.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photos from All Girls Sleepover:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one crazy night I tell you. From the photos, the group looks small. But there were 21 girls altogether. And I didn't know that you could have that much fun with such a big group of girls. Did all the girly stuff you can think of, played charades, murderer, sang KTV, and of course- watch chick flicks. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271253.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271254.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271256.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking Shing taking me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271255.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the girls singing to Corinne Bailey Rae's Put Your Records On.&lt;br /&gt;The ending's hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PrwQCbJnl1o"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PrwQCbJnl1o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photos from CZone:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morija n me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271268.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, morija, chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271269.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris, emi, me, ev&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271267.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-2719242617369934641?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/2719242617369934641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=2719242617369934641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/2719242617369934641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/2719242617369934641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/07/girls-girls-girls.html' title='Girls, girls, girls!!!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-4928114387771843409</id><published>2007-07-13T11:59:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T23:53:46.191+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Here We GO!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey you guys!!!! I'm back from a week of awesomeness. GetSmart was great, blew me away completely. I won't bore you guys with all the details and everything, so I'll just tell you guys the highlights, which is still pretty much. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up, I finally experienced real KIASU-ness. On thursday night, when Hillsong United came to do the night worship,  it starts at 5pm, people started queuing at 4pm. I know cause we were queuing there at that time already and there were people ahead of us. And when the opened the doors, I tell you, I never got pushed so badly before. I literally got LIFTED OFF THE GROUND by the crowd so I didn't walk at all. And the crowd was so wild man, I got my hair pulled and my shoes stepped on. But nonetheless, it was a great worship experience. I got dragged to the mosh pit, which is what they call the place where you go to the front of the stage and jump. So I was standing 1m away from Joel Houston. It was amazing man. Like hearing the album of Hillsong United but with the volume turned up like a gazillion times more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the conference we got to do different workshops and you could choose which ones you wanted to go to. And there were these 2 worship electives which I went for which were so amazing. One was by Nikki Fletcher, the female worship leader for CCC Oxford Falls, even got prayed for by her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the highlight of highlights was the workshop by Joel Houston. Nobody even knew he was gonna be doing a workshop until we saw the schedule on the first day. And they had all these crowd control stuff cause the organisers were afraid that he'd be mobbed by the crowd. And people skipped linch to queue 1 hour early for his slot. (I know cause we were part of that group and we got good seats! =D) When he walked into the room, everyone just went silent. It was really an amazing sharing though. He talked about how United was formed and all these brilliant other stuff. He also talked about the new album, and also how he wrote the song "Inside Out". He's really such a humble guy and when you sit there, you just know that he's just an ordinary guy but you just have so much respect for him. It's amazing really. Everyone was just taking photos and snapping away. We tried to take photos but he moved around so much that all the photos are blur. hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271275.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271274.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had this friend who was volunteering as a helper and she got to help in the band lounge, which basically means tend to all the needs of the CCC and Hillsong United Band. She said it was such an awesome experience just watching how these people go about with their lives. It's real amazing lah. All the stuff she told us after that. And she talked one on one with Joel Houston can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT ANYWAY, preaching wise, the speakers were really AWESOME. Phil and Lucinda Dooley, Hillsong's Youth Pastors were one of the best speakers. And of course Phil Pringle. But they really kept the best for the last. Tonight ended with Jurgun Matthesius (I hope I spelt it correctly.), the ultimate. He got standing ovations again and again throughout his sermon, he was humorous  and yet so profound. And he could do these really good voices. He could sing in German, Russian, Indian and Scottish accents which just kept everyone cracking up. So many talented people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all I'm gonna say for now. So yeah, I just got home not too long and I thought I'd blogged about it before I procrastinate and never do it eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, we went for a ride up to the place called Cashmere just for the fun of it. Its the "estate" up in the mountains. And we took lots and lots of photos, keeping in mind that it was around 10 at night and it's winter so it's not only dark, it's fricking cold too! But yeah, the view from up there is just mind blowing. When you look out from where you're standing, all you can see is lights and lights and town and town. I felt completely out of this world just standing there in total wonder. And you could see so many stars in the sky. I'll have to wait to get the rest of the photos from my friends but I took a video for you guys. So enjoy. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j296/emmietan/SL271281.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4IEY5RtFJGw"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4IEY5RtFJGw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s/ By the way, you have to get the new Hillsong (Saviour King) and Hillsong United (All Of The Above) albums. They're really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-4928114387771843409?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/4928114387771843409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=4928114387771843409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/4928114387771843409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/4928114387771843409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/07/here-we-go.html' title='Here We GO!!!!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-5111662335368229782</id><published>2007-07-07T17:07:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T22:53:40.177+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>GetSmart Youth Conference</title><content type='html'>I've been told so much about this conference and I'm quite hyped out about it. It's a 4day youth conference, starting next Tues and the theme this year is WORSHIP. Here's the promo video for it. I'll let you guys know how it went. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SJRhbTJswl8"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SJRhbTJswl8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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/24832157-5111662335368229782?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/5111662335368229782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=5111662335368229782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/5111662335368229782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/5111662335368229782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/07/getsmart-youth-conference.html' title='GetSmart Youth Conference'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-6258170054296867702</id><published>2007-07-05T13:20:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T19:10:54.079+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Itchy Hand Syndrome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've started serving again. I always kept thinking that I wasn't really ready to start again but I didn't realise how much I missed playing til I started again. I've settled down in a church called Arise. And joining the band has been one of my best experiences so far. I'm the youngest in the whole band and I've just learned so much. They've pushed me to my limits and it hasn't ended there yet, it's only the beginning. It's amazing really how you can still keep learning and learning and still have so much more to learn. Anyway, ever since I started in this ministry, I've learnt that every week must be better than the last. We've always been taught that skills are just a bonus and that we just need to give what we have. Boy have I been proven so wrong. Here in Arise, perfection is everything, cause we need to give our best. My senior pastor Brent Cameron always emphasizes that as musos, we need to get better with every week and we actually have like training sessions every week during worship practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough about all this. I just wanted to share a videoclip by Hillsong London. The song is called "Jesus Is". But I want you guys to look at the grand introduction. At my very first service at Arise, the worship team did an exact replica of the Grand Introduction. It was just amazing. The lighting, the grand piano, the synchronization, everything. Watching the clip is just a glimpse of the actual feeling. Standing there for the first time in that church, I was completely blown away. So far, we've done the Grand Intro twice and although it only lasts 1min34s, I must say, each time it still inspires me. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0nKovw4KyZw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0nKovw4KyZw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-6258170054296867702?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/6258170054296867702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=6258170054296867702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/6258170054296867702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/6258170054296867702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/07/itchy-hand-syndrome.html' title='Itchy Hand Syndrome'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-4581653412980355183</id><published>2007-07-03T21:37:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T19:11:05.834+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything i can think of at one go'/><title type='text'>Ch-Ch-Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My laptop crashed. Don't ask why or how. It wasn't me.&lt;br /&gt;And so I lost ALL my NZ photos, which everyone is telling me isn't a big deal because I live here and I can take as many NZ photos as I want. BUT BUT BUT!!!! I lost the photos of hail, yes it hailed here in Mar. I lost the photos that I took at my first ever outdoor LIVE rugby match. Darn, all the photos I took in that freezing weather for nothing. And I lost quite a lot of important stuff too. Oh well, serves me right for not backing up those stuff. So much for promising to upload photos. I don't know if I should be happy or sad. Alright, alright, I'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, time really flies. It's coming to 4 months since I've left Sunny Singapore. You have no idea how homesick I STILL AM. It's pretty amazing really. I eat less than I did in Singapore which is weird because most people eat more here. But I really miss Asian food. I miss just eating hawker food in t-shirt and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's been so many changes the past 3 and a half months. Studying, church, new friends, old friends. Gosh, Ra's going to Australia. I'll be nearer to her though, I miss you Ra, just in case you didn't know. Oh, but you probably do cause I tell you so often. I still get all emo when I look at old photos with the 'USUAL GROUP'. Goodness, all the happy times and sad times and PUNKED times have been spent with you guys, I can't imagine how I managed to survive these past 3 months. Ra, you better spend all the time you have left with this amazing group of people, cause you're gonna go cold turkey when you fly off. I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you all. As always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s/ how's baby jo? I miss him, he looks all grown up already in the pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-4581653412980355183?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/4581653412980355183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=4581653412980355183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/4581653412980355183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/4581653412980355183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/07/ch-ch-changes.html' title='Ch-Ch-Changes'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-8488052708662328528</id><published>2007-06-15T20:48:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:10:55.469+12:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yep, I am back. It's pretty amazing how time really flies. It's been a month since I last wrote an entry. The last I remember was sitting down and planning to write something and upload some photos. But then I can't remember why I didn't. It's not that I forgot you guys. I just can't recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, it's been pretty hectic recently. Like really hectic. I keep telling people that ever since I've come to NZ, I have totally lost track of time. And it seems like I'm 3 months behind time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for updates, winter is officially here. It's an average of 5, 6 degrees here in the day. And 1 to 3 degrees at night, sometimes even as cold as -3degrees. Seriously, waking up in the morning is such a pain. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt;. Funny how they have an anti-smacking bill here but they don't mind if students play ball in freezing temperatures. It's gonna snow soon. And yes, I WILL take photos of snow for you. Its amazing really, how lazy you can get during the winter. you literally just wanna hibernate. And the full impact of winter isn't even here yet. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And church camp is coming up in August. I'm looking forward to it. Guest speaker is Phil Pringle from CCC Oxford Falls. GetSmart is coming up too. It's a 4day youth conference - another event I can't wait for. Hillsong United and CCC Oxford Falls will be there. And lots of incredible speakers. In fact, I can't wait for Dec to come. I wanna go home. AND SHOP TIL I DROP. (of course after catching up with my favourite people, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RIGHT&lt;/span&gt;?). But seriously, everything here is so expensive. Well not really. But most stuff. Food here is waaaaayyy ex. The cheapest meal you can get randomly is about 7bucks. Shoe prices here are such a killer. I'm going back to Singapore and stocking up on massive amounts of shoes. But the surf brands are cheaper here though. I have already started a list of what to get when I get back. But there is only so much my luggage can take. Oh, the woes of a shoppaholic. Anyhoo, ever since I got here, I suddenly got this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt; for scarves. Like real bad, I've more than 10 now and still counting. I buy one almost every other week. It's&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that&lt;/span&gt; bad. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;, I know I have like a gazillion photos to upload. But I get so tired just thinking of the uploading. SOON, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emmie, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OUT&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-8488052708662328528?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/8488052708662328528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=8488052708662328528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/8488052708662328528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/8488052708662328528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-back.html' title='I am back.'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-4298547560855866678</id><published>2007-04-17T20:03:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:11:34.385+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Photos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Heyhey, I finally managed to upload SOME photos. I decided there were too many photos to upload at one time so I categorized 'em. These are the one month old photos. Mainly those taken during the departure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-3a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=un&amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=288230376158040634&amp;site=widget-3a.slide.com" style="width: 426px; height: 320px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 426px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;tt=17&amp;amp;sk=13&amp;cy=un&amp;amp;th=0&amp;id=288230376158040634&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-3a.slide.com/p1/288230376158040634/un_t017_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;tt=17&amp;amp;sk=13&amp;cy=un&amp;amp;th=0&amp;id=288230376158040634&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-3a.slide.com/p2/288230376158040634/un_t017_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will upload the rest soon, I hope. In the meantime, take care you guys, love you lots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-4298547560855866678?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/4298547560855866678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=4298547560855866678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/4298547560855866678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/4298547560855866678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/04/photos.html' title='Photos!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-8300383954370734345</id><published>2007-03-24T22:32:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:12:02.877+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything i can think of at one go'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Heyhey!!! Thanks you guys for all your cards and little gifts. I'm sorry I'm thanking you so late. Haha. So far everything's been good. I'm settling down in school prety well, it's been two weeks and guess what? It's the holidays! Two weeks of hols! WHEEEEEEE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird and all being a school girl and wearing a school uniform. BUT horrors of horrors!!! Being in a good school comes with a price, a HUGE pricetag in fact. Cause the school uniform is super super expensive. See, here we have the junior uniforms and senior uniforms. And we have summer and winter uniforms. So altogether, if you start as a junior, you gotta buy 4 uniforms. And let's just say my summer uniform ALONE is about 300 plus NZ dollars. You do the math.&lt;br /&gt;IMAGINE THAT!!! That's not including stuff like PE attires and sports stuff and other crazily priced stuff. We nearly got a heart attack just buying the uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my school has this crazy tradition. It's what I'd call 'ngiao'. They only allow us to wear our blazers (yep, we wear blazers.) in the street. We're not allowed to wear our school cardigan. And if you are seen wearing the cardigan in the street, you get detention. Seriously. And it's simply because in the olden days (my school's 130 years old), only poor people wore cardigans, the rich people wear blazers. So, to uphold my school's reputation, we're only allowed to wear our cardigans in school. And we MUST MUST MUST wear our blazers in the streets. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Right&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've more or less settled down here, found a church here called City New Life, it's got quite a big Asian group, not that the kiwis aren't friendly, mind you. They're very friendly and polite people and they smile all the time even if they don't know you. But yeah, so far so good. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! And you guys gotta check out the new Hillsong United Album, Brooke Fraser is co-leading it (i think), but yup, she's based in Sydney and so she's attending Hillsong church. Now, why didnt' I think of that? And I had like NO IDEA that "None But Jesus" was written by her. i am so embarrassed! Adeline's gonna ask me where's my loyalty, but never mind about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yup, she wrote two songs on that album - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hosanna&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lead Me To The Cross&lt;/span&gt;. [By the way, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lead Me To The Cross&lt;/span&gt; is another fantastic song, it's really awesome, but there's no video for it at the moment.] So for you people who've been wondering who's this Brooke Fraser I've been rattling about for the past few months, here you go: (the song's 'Hosanna' by the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M7SMUf6QcyQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M7SMUf6QcyQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I know I promised you photos, I'm SO SO SO sorry I haven't uploaded them yet. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s/ Brooke Fraser's album's aren't sold in SG. You gotta get it on Amazon or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-8300383954370734345?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/8300383954370734345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=8300383954370734345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/8300383954370734345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/8300383954370734345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/03/heyhey-thanks-you-guys-for-all-your.html' title=''/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-5581110983204229935</id><published>2007-03-19T18:58:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:12:25.511+12:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm heeeeeeeeeerrrrrreeee!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey you guys!!!! I just got my internet connection!!! I can't stay on long though for now cause there's no unlimited broadband here (which is torturing!) so we've only got like 1 hr per day! HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I can't upload photos yet cause firstly, there's TOO MANY!!! And secondly, there's not enough connection time to. But I will SOON!!! I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still kinda getting used to it here, it's really lovely. When we first got here, the temperature was like 10degrees in the morning and 8,9 degrees at night. It was freezing man! And it wasn't even supposed to be cold. But it's going to be autumn soon. So basically, everywhere we go, we bring a jacket. Haha. I took like TONS and TONS of photos. The first thing that struck me is that there are NO TALL BUILDINGS. Quite difficult to imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and anyway, there's been a change of plan. I told you guys I'm supposed to do a foundation year in July right? Well, now we've decided that I should do a year 13 which is sort of like an A level year here. So I start school almost immediately. But it's better cause I graduate at the end of the year instead of mid next year. It's way faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite funny though, cause my application for this school thing went through so amazingly fast and SMOOTH. And I had no idea but the school which I am going to, which is Christchurch Girls High School, is actually one of the top schools here. And I heard from every single person I met that it's super duper tough to get in. So, it's really by God's grace. I get weird looks from people when I tell them I'm going to Girls High (it's what they call it informally here), they try to size me up because it's practically like saying entering Raffles Girls School in Singapore and they think I'm like a super smart student. HAH, the irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really must thank God because His favor was just upon us all the time. I even got to pick my subjects which they don't usually do considering I'm doing my last year here and the term has already started like long ago. But I managed to get the subjects I wanted. And just in case you're wondering, I'm doing English, Maths (stats and modelling), Economics, IT and music. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so anyway, so far everything's good. The weather is nice and cool all the time. It's like my uncle says, "When you're in the sun, you feel hot, but when you're in the shade it's cold."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you people LOADS and LOADS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep praying for me, I'll try to keep updating whenever I can. Like I said, I miss you all lots and lots!!! Pictures will come SOON!!! Love you all and take care!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s/ kei, I managed to get Brooke Fraser's album here. IT'S everywhere!!! DUH! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s/John, please tell Andrew that I finally know now what ceteris paribus means (it's an econs term!) and remind him to let me know the outcome!!! And to record the june thing! (He'll know what I'm talking about.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s/ I miss you all!!! YMMers, Trinitarians, and COUSINS!!! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-5581110983204229935?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/5581110983204229935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=5581110983204229935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/5581110983204229935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/5581110983204229935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-heeeeeeeeeerrrrrreeee.html' title='I&apos;m heeeeeeeeeerrrrrreeee!!!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-3135173267494094536</id><published>2007-03-12T16:08:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:16:30.034+12:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the real fare-thee-well</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;WARNING: Long entry ahead, long loading time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I've been asked to say so many farewell pieces. But I haven't really thought about what to say. Those that I made up on the spot are mainly the ten-year-series kind of speeches. But here's what I really wanna say to some of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RfTMvfCc5UI/AAAAAAAAADw/6u05qH08Ox4/s1600-h/Photo-0136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RfTMvfCc5UI/AAAAAAAAADw/6u05qH08Ox4/s320/Photo-0136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040878999092127042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;RACHEL TAN SI YI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My best friend, my crazy buddy, my sister, my confidant, my partner-n-crime, my 'other half', my co-founder of THEPUNKSQUAD. I love you to bits!!! You're the one and only, the best! I don't know what I'm gonna do without you there (hint:are you thinking what I'm thinking? Yes you are! I know you are! ).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just wanna say a huge thank you to you. You've been my best friend and our friendship is truly God given considering the fact that it was close to impossible for us to be friends at first. I am truly grateful because it's amazing how God has put us together and the way we just managed to get along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RfTLvPCc5QI/AAAAAAAAADQ/k6MpXmgeAbg/s1600-h/P4160048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RfTLvPCc5QI/AAAAAAAAADQ/k6MpXmgeAbg/s320/P4160048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040877895285531906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We think the same and say the same things at the same times, finish each other's sentences and have similar opinions. We even got punked together! You have shared my ups and downs, the many crazy moments, the punk plannings, the tanning sessions, the go crazy days, the singing together and harmonising try-outs, the ophir experience, the &lt;s&gt;gossip&lt;/s&gt; sharing, the after 2am crazy hours, the sleepovers, the baking sessions, our daily msn conversations, etc. I've enjoyed every one of them with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RfTLuvCc5OI/AAAAAAAAADA/Gz-mQZ2I6Vs/s1600-h/me+n+rach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RfTLuvCc5OI/AAAAAAAAADA/Gz-mQZ2I6Vs/s320/me+n+rach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040877886695597282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't forget my famous piece of advice on guys k! (hee). And yes yes, someday our kids will play together (like you always remind me =D). I am truly blessed to have known you. Thanks Ra! Love you lot lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RfTMvfCc5TI/AAAAAAAAADo/YcyP615aKUY/s1600-h/Photo-0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RfTMvfCc5TI/AAAAAAAAADo/YcyP615aKUY/s320/Photo-0154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040878999092127026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DARYL LEE (YMC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't thank you enough for your friendship. You've been a consistent and faithful friend. Thank you for always being there to encourage me, to listen to me complain and for being so caring. You are a true gem. I've enjoyed all the crazy things we've done as a group and I think I'll miss telling you to shut up (Right Ra?). Doesn't mean that just cos the bosses are separated means we can't punk you still. WATCH OUT! Love you caterpillar! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RfTORvCc5VI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Air7St8ZMnQ/s1600-h/Mich,me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RfTORvCc5VI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Air7St8ZMnQ/s320/Mich,me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040880687014274386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MICHELLE TONG (tongtongchiang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm going to miss this girl because she makes my day by sending me little smses once in awhile to ask how I'm doing. I'll miss our 'talks' and our conversations. I'll miss crying together with you. I'll miss going crazy and going shopping with you. You have become more beautiful over time and you know what? You're beautiful both on the outside and on the inside. Love you Tong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RfTRovCc5aI/AAAAAAAAAEg/p-rjYDl4gD4/s1600-h/Photo-0170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RfTRovCc5aI/AAAAAAAAAEg/p-rjYDl4gD4/s320/Photo-0170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040884380686149026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tomsum + BABY Joash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This family has impacted so many lives. I can't thank you enough for all that you're done for me (and on behalf of the group). Thank you for being so generous and helpful, for opening your house for all sorts of crazy events. Thank you for bringing yourselves down to our levels and for investing your time and effort into our lives. You are an amazing couple (with an amazing baby!) I'm gonna miss Baby Jo, he's not gonna be a baby when I come back. But anyway, thanks! You guys are great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RfTOSPCc5YI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/PP5K49LlMa0/s1600-h/Photo-0120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RfTOSPCc5YI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/PP5K49LlMa0/s320/Photo-0120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040880695604209026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;KIAN KEI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SON. The first friend. What am I going to do without u Kei? Thanks for being my friend, and the longest one at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really should go and work at Wild Wild Wet. Me and Ra think you should. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heh.&lt;/span&gt; Anyway, no matter what you're facing now, keep trusting in God cos HE has great plans for you. I'm going to miss you Kei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tian Ying, Tian Yu and Zongling:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RfTRo_Cc5bI/AAAAAAAAAEo/4nYilZ6-eUM/s1600-h/KIF_0332%28photoshopped%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RfTRo_Cc5bI/AAAAAAAAAEo/4nYilZ6-eUM/s320/KIF_0332%28photoshopped%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040884384981116338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, here's to my three beloved cousins. I realised that it's not only until you're about to leave that you begin to treasure the ones that have always been by your side more. You three have been my closest cousins in our huge family. Out of the 18 cousins altogether, we've been stuck together since Mickey Mouse was still our hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Throughout these years, it's amazing that we've been able to stay so close and to still be able to share secrets. I enjoyed all our time we've spent &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RfTRpfCc5cI/AAAAAAAAAEw/_RPMLVl3YCU/s1600-h/2006_0212chaletbbq0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RfTRpfCc5cI/AAAAAAAAAEw/_RPMLVl3YCU/s320/2006_0212chaletbbq0025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040884393571050946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;together from playing with barbie dolls to playing hide-and-seek and catching to fighting to cam-whoring, watching movies, staying over, shopping and going for holidays. I couldn't ask for anything better. Thank you you three. I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-3135173267494094536?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/3135173267494094536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=3135173267494094536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/3135173267494094536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/3135173267494094536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-is-real-fare-thee-well.html' title='This is the real fare-thee-well'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RfTMvfCc5UI/AAAAAAAAADw/6u05qH08Ox4/s72-c/Photo-0136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-5906932197660165646</id><published>2007-03-12T15:57:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:17:20.678+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's my fare-thee-well</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's my last few hours here and I'm starting to feel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;. Don't ask me what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; is cos I don't know either. The past two weeks have been the most hectic period ever for me. I'm close to the point of exhaustion. Not that I didn't enjoy it mind you. I enjoyed meeting up with different people and doing what I like: eating. Except that I should have given myself more than two weeks to meet up so I didn't have to cram everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past two weeks however have shown me that I am indeed blessed with many good friends. So if I haven't managed to thank you yet, THANKS from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who I haven't managed to meet, I'm really really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who have helped me in one way or another, thank you very much too. Thanks for going out of your way to do stuff for me, I appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll be flying off in a few hours and I'll be missing you guys very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have been asking, I'll be at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Terminal 2, SQ 297&lt;/span&gt;. My flight is at 9.05 pm. I can't rem which gate, I think it's Gate E though. Ah, just give me a call! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-5906932197660165646?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/5906932197660165646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=5906932197660165646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/5906932197660165646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/5906932197660165646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/03/heres-my-fare-thee-well.html' title='Here&apos;s my fare-thee-well'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-6970474086781546185</id><published>2007-02-28T15:44:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:17:39.947+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you so much.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is a video made by Sharon jie and Tommy kor. It's so beautiful that I just have to share it (hope you don't mind). Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_qXcvj6rtGQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_qXcvj6rtGQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&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/MqXae4pqPr8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MqXae4pqPr8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is that it was so beautiful that I was moved to tears. So much for telling me not to be so emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, thank you so much Sharon jie (your voice is still as beautiful as ever!) and Tommy kor. You have no idea how much this means to me. I really appreciate it. I don't know what else to say other than congrats for making the chatterbox speechless. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to see the actual post for this, you can go &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" a="" href="http://sumbebejo.blogspot.com/2007/02/farewell-song-for-emmie.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;here&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-6970474086781546185?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/6970474086781546185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=6970474086781546185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/6970474086781546185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/6970474086781546185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/02/all-i-can-say-is-that-it-was-so.html' title='Thank you so much.'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-1428236232171923327</id><published>2007-02-24T18:45:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T17:22:44.195+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>CNY Photos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/Rd_RWHKCyzI/AAAAAAAAACE/hblyVOkfsO8/s1600-h/me+n+cousins+CNY4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/Rd_RWHKCyzI/AAAAAAAAACE/hblyVOkfsO8/s320/me+n+cousins+CNY4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034973086232005426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/Rd_RWnKCy0I/AAAAAAAAACM/O32Heetp38s/s1600-h/me+n+cousins+CNY5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/Rd_RWnKCy0I/AAAAAAAAACM/O32Heetp38s/s320/me+n+cousins+CNY5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034973094821940034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/Rd_RWnKCy2I/AAAAAAAAACc/frHYkvIAwow/s1600-h/me+n+twins+CNY2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/Rd_RWnKCy2I/AAAAAAAAACc/frHYkvIAwow/s320/me+n+twins+CNY2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034973094821940066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/Rd_RWnKCy1I/AAAAAAAAACU/VcDkif-9V9U/s1600-h/me+n+cousins+CNY6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/Rd_RWnKCy1I/AAAAAAAAACU/VcDkif-9V9U/s320/me+n+cousins+CNY6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034973094821940050" 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/24832157-1428236232171923327?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/1428236232171923327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=1428236232171923327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/1428236232171923327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/1428236232171923327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-photos.html' title='CNY Photos!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/Rd_RWHKCyzI/AAAAAAAAACE/hblyVOkfsO8/s72-c/me+n+cousins+CNY4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-654512182058034548</id><published>2007-02-21T18:41:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:18:03.678+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>PACK, PACK, PACK IT ALL!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We've started packing, or rather I've started packing this week, and I had no idea I have so much stuff. I've been packing, throwing, arranging etc. My clothes itself exceed the weight limit. Cards take up 4 shoeboxes. Books take up, I dunno, practically half the house.&lt;br /&gt;Darn, darn, darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really starting to sink in. I mean, the whole house is in a mess, there are boxes everywhere and you can't walk without bumping into something. It's a constant reminder that I'm leaving. And of course a sister who keeps reminding me that&lt;br /&gt;" we have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;insert-number&lt;/span&gt; of days left!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum's leaving this Sunday. I was talking to her the other day and I suddenly realized that I wouldn't see her for about 2 and a half weeks. I've never been separated from my mum for that long. And I'm going to miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's been such a rush. This week has been draining.&lt;br /&gt;Try packing for 14 hours straight 3days in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a sleepover at Ra's house eating blueberry muffins and junk food and watching movies and talking crap. It's going to be something I miss. I'll miss all our regular (ok, not so regular now) tanning sessions at Sentosa. All our late night suppers. ALL THE PUNKS!!! I love you PUNK SQUAD!!! I'll miss all the crazy talks and all the crazy outings. I'll miss all the stayovers and all the movie marathons. I'll miss you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I shall stop &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;abruptly&lt;/span&gt; before I get too emo. Have a great week! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-654512182058034548?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/654512182058034548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=654512182058034548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/654512182058034548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/654512182058034548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/02/pack-pack-pack.html' title='PACK, PACK, PACK IT ALL!!!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-7824040023639979007</id><published>2007-02-16T05:16:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:18:19.095+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ophir adventures'/><title type='text'>Post Ophir syndrome. (waaaayyy POST)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Darn, I miss Ophir trainings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me crazy, call me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But I actually miss all those hikes,&lt;br /&gt;                                                the OVERNIGHT &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;torturous&lt;/span&gt; hikes,&lt;br /&gt;                                                the 5km runs during unearthly hours,&lt;br /&gt;                                                the stair climbing of ridiculously high buildings,&lt;br /&gt;                                                the silly 4am runs,&lt;br /&gt;                                                the numerous push ups,&lt;br /&gt;                                                and tiring sit ups,&lt;br /&gt;                                                and of course&lt;br /&gt;                                                the late night suppers after that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I MISS THEM ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and of course I miss the Ophir team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped running ever since I started work (which is like 3MONTHS lah!).&lt;br /&gt;I actually miss the high after running.&lt;br /&gt;(Simon will probably be grinning like crazy if he reads this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually hard to believe that I first climbed Ophir two years ago.&lt;br /&gt;AND it's even harder to believe that we conquered Ophir last year!&lt;br /&gt;(With the rest of the funny stuff along the way. None of us will probably ever forget that. HAH.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think when I go over to NZ, I'll start my daily runs again (that is if I have the discipline! heh). Maybe I'll find some mountains for us to climb there.......... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just kidding&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I miss the Ophir training days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-7824040023639979007?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/7824040023639979007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=7824040023639979007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/7824040023639979007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/7824040023639979007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/02/post-ophir-syndrome-waaaayyy-post.html' title='Post Ophir syndrome. (waaaayyy POST)'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-6373226701744393355</id><published>2007-02-15T21:04:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:18:55.963+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Indescribable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a name="01"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There is an endless song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a name="01"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Echoes in my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="01"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I hear the music ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="01"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And though storms may come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="01"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="01"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To the rock I cling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="01"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" name="01"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How can I keep from singing Your praise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" name="01"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How can I ever say enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" name="01"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How amazing is Your love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" name="01"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How can I keep from shouting Your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" name="01"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I know I am loved by the King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" name="01"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And it makes my heart want to sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="01"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="01"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I will lift my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="01"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In the darkest night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="01"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For I know my Savior lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="01"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I will walk with You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="01"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Knowing You see me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="01"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And sing the songs You give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="01"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" name="01"&gt; I can sing in the troubled times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" name="01"&gt;Sing when I win&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" name="01"&gt;I can sing when I lose my step&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" name="01"&gt;And I fall down again&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" name="01"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" name="01"&gt;I can sing 'cause You pick me up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" name="01"&gt;Sing 'cause You're there&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" name="01"&gt;I can sing 'cause You hear me, Lord&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" name="01"&gt;When I call to You in prayer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" name="01"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" name="01"&gt;I can sing with my last breath&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" name="01"&gt;Sing for I know&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" name="01"&gt;That I'll sing with the angels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" name="01"&gt;And the saints around the throne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-6373226701744393355?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/6373226701744393355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=6373226701744393355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/6373226701744393355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/6373226701744393355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-too-emo-for-my-own-good.html' title='Indescribable'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-2650729934863039259</id><published>2007-02-13T03:32:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:20:55.592+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Lifeline</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This song has been ringing in my head for the longest time ever. And I just can't seem to get it out. And whoever tells you that the only way to get it out of your head is to sing it or hear it till it goes, probably hasn't had a song ringing non-stop in their head before. It just doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brooke Fraser&lt;/span&gt;, an uber talented composer from New Zealand I love her songs. And her band comprises of some of the most talented people too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since I can't get it out of my head, I'm gonna get it into yours. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I have this sinking feeling&lt;br /&gt;Something’s weighing me down&lt;br /&gt;I am completely saturated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waves are crashing closer&lt;br /&gt;My feet already drowned&lt;br /&gt;Doing the thing I said I hated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They’ve been swimming in the wrong waters&lt;br /&gt;Now they’re pulling me down&lt;br /&gt;But I am clinging to you, never letting go&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I know that you’ll lift me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Have your way here&lt;br /&gt;Keep me afloat&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I know I’ll sink without you&lt;br /&gt;Take this ocean of pain that is mine&lt;br /&gt;Throw me a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;lifeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up feeling convicted&lt;br /&gt;I know something’s not right&lt;br /&gt;Re-acquaint my knees with the carpet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get this out&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause it’s obstructing you and I&lt;br /&gt;Dry up the seas that keep us parted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause they’ve been swimming in the wrong waters&lt;br /&gt;And now they’re pulling me down&lt;br /&gt;But I am clinging to you, never letting go&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I know that you are gonna pull me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have your way here&lt;br /&gt;Keep me afloat&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I know I’ll sink without you&lt;br /&gt;Take this ocean of pain that is mine&lt;br /&gt;Throw me a lifeline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They’ve been swimming in the wrong waters&lt;br /&gt;Now they’re pulling me down&lt;br /&gt;But I am clinging to you, never letting go&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I know&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you’ll have your way here&lt;br /&gt;Keep me afloat&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I know I’ll sink without you&lt;br /&gt;Take this ocean of pain that is mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this ocean of pain that is mine&lt;br /&gt;Throw me a lifeline&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This song quite speaks to me especially during this whole period of change (once again) for me. Work has been hectic, I was supposed to stop a week ago, but my boss asked me to extend it to this week. I love my boss, they treat me very well, but it feels like I'm wasting another week. Soon, it'll be Chinese New Year. Next it'll be something else, and another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, everything becomes a blur. I just need to sit down, absorb everything. It's so easy to get carried away in the rush of life that you suddenly realise that time has passed so fast you forgot what happened the past few years. I don't want that to happen to me. I want to live this prime time slowly, and enjoy minute of it. There's no use rushing and hurrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this song speaks to you as it has to me. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt; or maybe it could get stuck in your head too. )  Have a great week! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-2650729934863039259?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/2650729934863039259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=2650729934863039259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/2650729934863039259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/2650729934863039259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/02/lifeline.html' title='Lifeline'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-799334287890582116</id><published>2007-02-11T19:09:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:22:05.039+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, so I revamped this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt; they call a blog. I was tempted to go re-do the whole skin thing again. But I figured it's take too much time, too many brain cells. So just pretend it looks different okay? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I deleted like a gazillion posts. (Okay, not really. It went from 100+++ to 51 posts). I deleted all the classics and all the rantings. It's time to clean up my act. No more entertaining posts for you guys (awwww). It is after all &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt; public. So it doesn't make sense to go on without actually realising the number of people who read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anways, now that you know I'm leaving, I suddenly got a surge in number of calls/smses/IMs/emails/tags a day. And yes yes yes, it's CONFIRMED. Also, I have NO IDEA if I'm coming back after these 4 yrs (?). As much as I want to know myself, I am clueless. For now, I'm still in the state of "letting it sink in", come to think of it, I've been in that state for a few months now. Half of me is excited to leave, the other half is dreadfully crumbling. I thought it would have been much easier considering that I've had to keep adapting to changes my whole life, but NO. It has to be difficult all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I like to believe that it's going to be good. Without doubt, God has a purpose for paving this route. This whole process was amazingly smooth. So keep me in your prayers. I love you all and thank you for being so encouraging. God Bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-799334287890582116?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/799334287890582116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=799334287890582116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/799334287890582116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/799334287890582116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/02/okay-so-i-revamped-this-thing-they-call.html' title=''/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-7166812691040383169</id><published>2007-02-09T15:45:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T19:19:56.801+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>My siao siao best friends</title><content type='html'>Put Rachel, Daryl and Me together and what do you get?&lt;br /&gt;A lot of crazy, crazy, siao, siao happenings.&lt;br /&gt;We met for dinner and shopping last night and boy, were we mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright enough said, I've a few (read: 5) pictures. And Daryl is in none of them. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RcvidHKCypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/a82mzakrvHA/s1600-h/Photo-0412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RcvidHKCypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/a82mzakrvHA/s320/Photo-0412.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029362398654548626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; oreo cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/Rcvi73KCysI/AAAAAAAAAAk/B-SCuwoArT0/s1600-h/Photo-0413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/Rcvi73KCysI/AAAAAAAAAAk/B-SCuwoArT0/s320/Photo-0413.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029362926935526082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/Rcvi73KCytI/AAAAAAAAAAs/gN4NKJC5ym8/s1600-h/Photo-0414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/Rcvi73KCytI/AAAAAAAAAAs/gN4NKJC5ym8/s320/Photo-0414.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029362926935526098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first attempt. Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/Rcvi8HKCyuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/SSQNq7nrUYA/s1600-h/Photo-0415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/Rcvi8HKCyuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/SSQNq7nrUYA/s320/Photo-0415.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029362931230493410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't even ask what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/Rcvi8XKCyvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pBdBooIUyeI/s1600-h/Photo-0416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/Rcvi8XKCyvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pBdBooIUyeI/s320/Photo-0416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029362935525460722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you two lot lot!!!! My best friends, crazy partners, siao siao buddies. Thank you for making this friendship work. You are the best lah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-7166812691040383169?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/7166812691040383169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=7166812691040383169&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/7166812691040383169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/7166812691040383169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-siao-siao-best-friends.html' title='My siao siao best friends'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/RcvidHKCypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/a82mzakrvHA/s72-c/Photo-0412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-4133557866827504798</id><published>2007-02-08T20:34:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:22:51.012+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Daughters - John Mayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, so you already know that I'm a huge Huge HUGE fan of John Mayer. He's amazing. And all I can say is I'm a huge fan of his works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favourite songs by him. It's entitled "Daughters", also one of the more popular songs by him. This song makes a lot of sense coming from the secular world. It is an amazing song with amazing vocals and he plays awesome guitar too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here's "Daughters" by John Mayer. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I know a girl&lt;br /&gt;She puts the color inside of my world&lt;br /&gt;but she's just like a  maze&lt;br /&gt;Where all of the walls all continually change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've done all I  can&lt;br /&gt;To stand on her steps with my heart in my hand&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm starting to  see&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it’s got nothing to do with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fathers, be good to your  daughters&lt;br /&gt;Daughters will love like you do&lt;br /&gt;Girls become lovers who turn  into mothers&lt;br /&gt;So mothers, be good to your daughters too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, you see  that skin?&lt;br /&gt;It's the same she's been standing in&lt;br /&gt;Since the day she saw him  walking away&lt;br /&gt;Now she's left&lt;br /&gt;cleaning up the mess he made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So  fathers, be good to your daughters&lt;br /&gt;Daughters will love like you do&lt;br /&gt;Girls  become lovers who turn into mothers&lt;br /&gt;So mothers, be good to your daughters  too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys, you can break&lt;br /&gt;You find out how much they can take&lt;br /&gt;Boys  will be strong&lt;br /&gt;And boys soldier on&lt;br /&gt;But boys would be gone without warmth  from&lt;br /&gt;A woman's good, good heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On behalf of every man&lt;br /&gt;looking out  for every girl&lt;br /&gt;You are the god and the weight of her world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fathers,  be good to your daughters&lt;br /&gt;Daughters will love like you do&lt;br /&gt;Girls become  lovers who turn into mothers&lt;br /&gt;So mothers be good to your daughters, too&lt;br /&gt;So  mothers be good to your daughters, too&lt;br /&gt;So mothers be good to your daughters,  too.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-4133557866827504798?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/4133557866827504798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=4133557866827504798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/4133557866827504798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/4133557866827504798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/02/daughters.html' title='Daughters - John Mayer'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-6628584533116952056</id><published>2007-02-07T06:58:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:24:03.494+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the world has fallen out from under me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be found in you, still standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the sky rolls up and mountains fall on their knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When time and space are through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be found in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             -Shadowfeet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-6628584533116952056?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/6628584533116952056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=6628584533116952056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/6628584533116952056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/6628584533116952056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/02/when-world-has-fallen-out-from-under-me_07.html' title=''/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-4779341959140242989</id><published>2007-02-06T18:04:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:23:29.116+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dear all,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that by now most of you should know what is going on. For those who heard from other people, I apologize that I couldn’t tell you myself. It’s just that I haven’t got the chance to tell you individually. This period has been very busy for me and I’m going through many different stages at one shot. I haven’t had time to breathe or to stop and think. And it looks like it’s going to be that way until I finally settle down over there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t really want to explain much here because I’m not really comfortable with announcing all these stuff so publicly. So all I’m going to say for now is that I’m leaving &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; next month. After which this blog will still be here for me to be able to share with you people how I’m adapting and stuff like that. To those people who are wondering why I haven’t told you about such a major decision, it’s mainly because I don’t have time to sit you down one by one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my flight has been confirmed. My bags aren’t packed yet. They will be soon. I hope that I could squeeze in time to catch up with the people that once were close to me but because of time and the different phases in which we walk have somehow pulled us apart. I know I have only a month left so it would be impossible to meet you people one by one. I do hope that I will be able to see at least all of you once before I leave (airport doesn’t count k!).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the wonderful people who were the first to know (you all know who you are) who have been a very special group to me this past year (plus minus), all of you will always be very dear to me. I thank you for your unfailing love and friendships. You’ve been a strong support and a lot of fun to be with. Each of you has impacted me differently and I will bring a part of each of you with me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots more to say, most of which will not be said here, cause I think it’s far too personal, so I will have to start writing and meeting all of you. Sorry that I haven’t been able to tell you personally of this sudden change, I wish I could have. But you’ll hear from me soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, stop making me so emo you people. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE. Stop calling me in the middle of the night to ask weird questions and make me sad just before I sleep. Stop asking if we’ll ever see each other again. WE WILL. I’m going to study, not get married and settle down, but then again you never know (right rach and daryl??? Hee) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But please! I don’t need any more emo stuff, I’m emo enough and I just want to leave on a happy note (which is close to impossible). Anyways, I would love to hear from you if you want to ask me anything or tell me anything or meet up. I’ll try to update here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, thank you all for impacting my life in your own special way, for giving me many wonderful memories and happy moments. Even as we all move on and go our separate paths (not all of us of course) I’m glad to have known each and everyone of you individually. Thank you for being part of my life. I love you all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;em&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-4779341959140242989?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/4779341959140242989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=4779341959140242989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/4779341959140242989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/4779341959140242989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/02/dear-all-i-think-that-by-now-most-of.html' title=''/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-5797476621666858541</id><published>2007-01-17T15:41:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T15:47:20.747+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Ignyte Christmas Dinner: CELEBRATE!</title><content type='html'>Here are the photos. Finally managed to get them uploaded. There's many more though, but I dunno where they disappeared to. So anyway, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-7f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=288230376154040703&amp;amp;site=widget-7f.slide.com" width="400" height="400" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?tt=17&amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=288230376154040703&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7f.slide.com/p1/288230376154040703/bb_t017_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?tt=17&amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=288230376154040703&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7f.slide.com/p2/288230376154040703/bb_t017_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-5797476621666858541?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/5797476621666858541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=5797476621666858541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/5797476621666858541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/5797476621666858541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/01/ignyte-christmas-dinner-celebrate.html' title='Ignyte Christmas Dinner: CELEBRATE!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-116606955556797753</id><published>2007-01-09T16:58:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T16:04:39.110+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>EMERGE Camp Photos!</title><content type='html'>Finally! The long over-due camp photos.&lt;br /&gt;As I was uploading all the photos, I realised that most of the photos were taken during dinner/lunch time, I guess cause there is no other time to take photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there aren't many photos though. Definitely no photos of us looking silly. (They're all with the camp comm.) =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-be.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=360287970191974846&amp;amp;site=widget-be.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?tt=17&amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;ad=1&amp;amp;id=360287970191974846&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-be.slide.com/p1/360287970191974846/bb_t017_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?tt=17&amp;amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;ad=1&amp;amp;id=360287970191974846&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-be.slide.com/p2/360287970191974846/bb_t017_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-116606955556797753?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/116606955556797753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=116606955556797753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/116606955556797753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/116606955556797753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2007/01/emerge-camp-photos.html' title='EMERGE Camp Photos!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-116668663292007252</id><published>2006-12-21T20:29:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:24:59.145+12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rebirth Of A Friendship.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This post is dedicated to a very special you, you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've waited so long to finally be able to tell you all those stuff that I told you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've waited for the day that you would finally be free to see that you deserve much more.&lt;br /&gt;You've been a great friend to me all this while, but only today have we truly found the start of a new friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a lot of it is contributed to the fact that we are quite similar in certain ways, and we happen to gel really well. But today, we really let go of all the things that were once holding us back from having a true friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for opening up to me.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, we have a deal - to watch each other's kids grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for giving us a second chance to be friends. And I thank you for putting aside your hurt to give way to understanding and thoughfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The secret that only the two of us know will be kept that way. And maybe some day, when we are old, we will think back on these times and laugh about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you lots, and thanks to you, I now know the meaning of BEST FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to friendship forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-116668663292007252?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/116668663292007252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=116668663292007252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/116668663292007252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/116668663292007252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/12/rebirth-of-friendship.html' title='The Rebirth Of A Friendship.'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-116600934785501101</id><published>2006-12-14T00:17:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:25:16.370+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I'm Baaaaaaaaacccccccccckkkk!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm back LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stop flooding my tagbox OKAY? I had a great time at camp. This is probably one of the very few times where I actually attended a camp as 100% participant. And I must say I relish the feeling of it. I can't even remember when was the last time I wasn't in the camp committee or having a hand in it. So it really was an eye opener and a great experience for me. This second half of the year has truly been a year of rest for me. And you'll be surprised, though it's a year of rest, I must say that God has indeed been faithful. Throughout this second half of the year which I term as BREAK while you people call it SLACKING, I've learnt many lessons that cannot be learnt in other circumstances and I'm grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has also been a year of change and adapting. I guess there's lots more to come. One thing though, something I truly miss is playing with the band. We've had a great 3 to 4 years playing together. I rem when we just started our very first youth service and we were only a 4 piece band, it is amazing how God works. Then we had our first ever gig at KK Hospital. I guess after all this, my heart is still in the worship ministry. I've missed playing and my hands are itchy (as kuen always calls it the itchy hand syndrome.) I hope to go back to serving in the worship ministry again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I think there's more to experience, HIS love is limitless and I believe next year will be a year of abundance and a year without limits. So, continue to soak in his presence and revel in his glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a great weekend! CHEERS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-116600934785501101?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/116600934785501101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=116600934785501101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/116600934785501101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/116600934785501101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-baaaaaaaaacccccccccckkkk.html' title='I&apos;m Baaaaaaaaacccccccccckkkk!!!!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-116495043751855118</id><published>2006-12-01T17:54:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T18:20:37.640+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5212/2569/1600/377659/me,rach,esther,yibing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5212/2569/320/823097/me%2Crach%2Cesther%2Cyibing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from left to right:&lt;br /&gt;Esther, me, Rachel Lim, Yibing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5212/2569/1600/770626/me,rach,esther,yibing2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5212/2569/320/602039/me%2Crach%2Cesther%2Cyibing2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from left to right:&lt;br /&gt;Esther, me, Rachel Lim, Yibing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-116495043751855118?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/116495043751855118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=116495043751855118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/116495043751855118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/116495043751855118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/12/from-left-to-right-esther-me-rachel.html' title=''/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-116427222415990683</id><published>2006-11-23T21:45:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:26:15.779+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Vienna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's many things I've been wanting to say. Most of which cannot be summed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song has been a long time favourite of mine by The Fray (of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It's underlying meaning is well hidden and subtle.&lt;br /&gt;But if you listen carefully and read the background behind this song, it's really meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vocals are perfectly sung. The lead singer, Isaac Slade, and also the keyboardist goes from chest voice straight to head voice then to falsetto in one breath in the first and last chorus. It's amazingly fantastic and it sounds really good on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no other words to describe how I feel or what I want to tell you(or you people).&lt;br /&gt;There's so much to say but I can't. Maybe my one way ticket is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Fray: Vienna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day's last one-way ticket train pulls in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We smile for the casual closure capturing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There goes the downpour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Here goes my fare thee well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There's really no way to reach me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There's really no way to reach me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There's really no way to reach me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Cause I'm already &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Only so many words that we can say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Spoken upon long-distance melody &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This is my hello &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This is my goodness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's really no way to reach me&lt;br /&gt;There's really no way to reach me&lt;br /&gt;There's really no way to reach me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm already gone&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Maybe in five or ten yours and mine will meet again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Straighten this whole thing out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Maybe then honesty need not be feared as a friend or an enemy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This is the distance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And this is my game face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;There's really no way to reach me&lt;br /&gt;There's really no way to reach me&lt;br /&gt;There's really no way to reach me&lt;br /&gt;Am I'm already gone?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So this is your maverick&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Vienna&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-116427222415990683?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/116427222415990683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=116427222415990683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/116427222415990683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/116427222415990683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/11/vienna.html' title='Vienna'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-116374789251988185</id><published>2006-11-17T19:42:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:26:52.535+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food glorious food'/><title type='text'>Pictures FINALLY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alrighty, finally &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; photos.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;FINALLY&lt;/strong&gt; some time to upload them.&lt;br /&gt;Not many though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a sectional dinner last Saturday at Brian's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, there was lots of food but I only have three photos cause the rest are in Clement's camera. I'll upload them when I get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is Rachel Lim, or rather 'Princess Rachel' so she claims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that I'm settling down fine, hmmm, better than fine here, in Trinity.&lt;br /&gt;The people are really fun and nice to be with and it's easy to get along with them.&lt;br /&gt;We played all the stupidest games ever for like 3 hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, including polar bear, it's universal I think.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh! And I've got a favourite new game, it's called 4 in a couch, it's really fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here's the rest of the random photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0373.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 322px; height: 238px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0373.0.jpg" border="0" height="237" width="327" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0374.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0374.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0375.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0375.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This, I thought at first, was bird's nest, I mean it tastes like it except the texture's different.&lt;br /&gt;And it's nice and chewy. And they say it's good for health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's actually frog's liver.&lt;br /&gt;I was so grossed out. Didn't eat it after that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a wuss, I can eat frog legs and all, but when it comes to blood and livers, count me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but I eat pig's intestines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I'm weird.&lt;br /&gt;(yeah, dork face, I am okay?) =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-116374789251988185?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/116374789251988185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=116374789251988185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/116374789251988185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/116374789251988185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/11/pictures-finally.html' title='Pictures FINALLY!!!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-116315464150655474</id><published>2006-11-14T02:15:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:27:16.331+12:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Teacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've always heard people saying that they had great teachers who had their utmost respect, teachers who push you to a higher level, who give you envouragement and support, but also harshness when necessary. I never really experienced someone who I could say had that kind of impact on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read '&lt;strong&gt;Tuesdays with Morrie&lt;/strong&gt;', by &lt;strong&gt;Mitch Albom&lt;/strong&gt;, it only emphasized more on how much I wished I could have someone who would help me excel in what I loved doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I truly understood the meaning of "Be careful what you wish for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to hate her for pushing me so hard and for forcing me to learn so many things at one go.&lt;br /&gt;For expecting me to put in effort in it even though I have no time. But I'll always remember her as one who who always said that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"How well you perform in a piece will reflect how well you perform in life."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She taught me how to appreciate music and influenced me to love music.&lt;br /&gt;She told me she believed in me and taught me lessons in life in between lessons in theory.&lt;br /&gt;She taught me that Latin, Italian and French could help you 'feel' the music.&lt;br /&gt;She taught me the histories of Mozart, Beethoven, Chopin, Schumann and Bach even though I couldn't care less.&lt;br /&gt;She taught me to learn to love playing hymns because 'they make you music sound full'.&lt;br /&gt;She taught me all the hand techniques and the names for it.&lt;br /&gt;She taught me to appreciate opera because she sings it so well.&lt;br /&gt;She taught me to love all aspects of music.&lt;br /&gt;She gives her all when teaching and she treats me like her own daughter.&lt;br /&gt;She taught me to appreciate Richard Clayderman.&lt;br /&gt;She told me that she would prove to me that small hands don't prevent anyone from playing octaves and full chords. And she did.&lt;br /&gt;And she trained me and pushed me so hard my fingers hurt literally.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm proud to say I can play 9 keys at one go with both hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt that when you find a teacher like that, you must do all you can to learn all you can from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had paid more attention and that I had learnt as much as I can.&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I had thanked her more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Aunty Janice for teaching me to love music.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you encouraging me even when I play that segment 20 times you still encourage me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for never putting me down.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the extra hours.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the secret tips.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for giving your all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are fortuante enough to find a teacher like that, learn all you can, appreciate all you can, cause if you don't, someday, you'll live to regret it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-116315464150655474?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/116315464150655474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=116315464150655474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/116315464150655474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/116315464150655474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/11/great-teacher.html' title='A Great Teacher'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-116228395779954047</id><published>2006-10-31T21:32:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T22:41:23.466+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Buble : Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Another summer day has come and gone away&lt;br /&gt;In Paris or Rome&lt;br /&gt;But I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Home may be surrounded bya million people I&lt;br /&gt;Still feel all alone&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been keeping all the letters&lt;br /&gt;That I wrote to you,&lt;br /&gt;Each one a line or two&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine baby, how are you?&lt;br /&gt;I would send them but I know that it's just not enough&lt;br /&gt;My words were cold and flat&lt;br /&gt;And you deserve more than that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another aeroplane, another sunny place,I'm lucky I know&lt;br /&gt;But I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;I got to go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too far from where you are&lt;br /&gt;I wanna come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel just like I'm living&lt;br /&gt;Someone else's life&lt;br /&gt;It's like I just stepped outside&lt;br /&gt;When everything was going right&lt;br /&gt;And I know just why you could not come along with me&lt;br /&gt;This was not your dream&lt;br /&gt;But you always believed in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another winter day&lt;br /&gt;Has come and gone away&lt;br /&gt;In either Paris or Rome and&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm surrounded by&lt;br /&gt;A million people&lt;br /&gt;Istill feel alone&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;I miss you , you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;I've had my run&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'm done&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;It'll all be alright&lt;br /&gt;I'll be home tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming back home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-116228395779954047?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/116228395779954047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=116228395779954047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/116228395779954047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/116228395779954047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-this-song.html' title=''/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-116064210213500088</id><published>2006-10-12T20:46:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T19:34:26.552+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food glorious food'/><title type='text'>I'm a foodie foodie!</title><content type='html'>My godma got these YUMMYLICIOUS cheesecakes from a store called&lt;br /&gt;CHEESE CAKE STUDIO. From somewhere called Back Street? Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;The pictures should speak for themselves. Enjoy! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0328.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0328.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0328.1.jpg" border="0" height="258" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0332.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0332.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and here's a picture (nothing to do with cheesecake) I found quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Like &lt;em&gt;REALLY INTERES&lt;/em&gt;TING.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0327.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0327.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Riiiiiiiiiiiiight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-116064210213500088?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/116064210213500088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=116064210213500088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/116064210213500088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/116064210213500088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-when-i-thought-that-i-was-safe.html' title='I&apos;m a foodie foodie!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-115934927487687304</id><published>2006-09-27T21:06:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:28:24.352+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're going to get."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Forest Gump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How true, yet at the same time, how detestable.&lt;br /&gt;[don't get me wrong now, I LOVE chocolates. besides, who doesn't?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detestable in the sense that if you happen to 'pick' the wrong piece, or rather, make a wrong move/choice/decision, you don't really know what you're going to expect. And it's not all the time up to you to choose whether you can ammend the result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few (busy) weeks have taught me a few lessons. One of which is not to take people for granted. Seeing as people leave (in different ways, not necessarily bad) has showed me that you'll never be able to always hold onto to that person/people forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no such thing as forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so cliche to always say "We'll see each other soon" or "We'll keep in contact."&lt;br /&gt;It's rare to really find people who will maintain that. And as much as people say they will try, the fact remains that over time, people will forget, people will move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I were to move away one day? How would I handle it?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if one day I move to some other country for good, what would affect me the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people I leave behind? The food? The safety?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember somebody telling me once, "Friends are seasonal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only now do I truly understand the meaning of it. No one will stay 'forever' in your life.&lt;br /&gt;People come and go in seasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you're PRESENTLY in the phase of my life, THANK YOU. Maybe one day you and I may move on, but thanks for being a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've BEEN in a previous phase of my life, THANK YOU. Cliche as it is, I'll still say it. It wouldn't have been the same without you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-115934927487687304?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/115934927487687304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=115934927487687304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115934927487687304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115934927487687304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-as-is-quoted-in-forest-gump-life-is.html' title=''/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-115677964798590138</id><published>2006-08-29T02:29:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:28:56.930+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ophir adventures'/><title type='text'>We MADE IT! (This is home.... TRULY.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Warning: Looooong post up ahead, but you'll enjoy it. Many many things to say, I think faster than I type, so just read and try to grasp everything. Remember that this is 4 days' worth of info crammed into one post. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh. I'M HOME!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YESSSSSSSSSSS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will admit, I am a patriotic, loyal nut to Singapore now.&lt;br /&gt;I love the roads, the trees, the EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Not that I didn't already love it. I just love it MORE.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, for those of you who didn't know, I just came back from climbing Mount Ophir in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one heck of any experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only was it mind blowing, tiring, it pushed us to our limits, tested our endurance, created tension, WE ALSO GOT PUNKED!!!! RAH, but more about that later. Read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started off on our journey to JB on friday night at 8pm, we had to catch our 930 bus from JB to Segamat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as typical Singaporeans, we were late and we missed our bus! HAHA! So how?&lt;br /&gt;We stayed over at the bus interchange playing Charades and Scumbag in Macdonalds and sleeping in the bus station with all the weirdos and funny people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when our vocabulary increased by quite alot when we played Charades, things like:&lt;br /&gt;'Baby sai' = Poseidon&lt;br /&gt;'Crazy Cat' = Garfield&lt;br /&gt;'The cat meow meow in your face' = Actually I dunno what that was supposed to mean.&lt;br /&gt;And lots more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to our formidable mountain.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started our long and treacherous journey to Mount Ophir with everyone in high spirits and full of energy, only to find ourselves trekking on the long path to the foot of the hill&lt;br /&gt;(only the foot hor!) quietly with heavy breathing and long dragging footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had just begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first half of the journey from Checkpoint 1 to Checkpoint 4, where we were supposed to pitch our tent and camp overnight, was a quick and smooth one (more or less. hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, we did get to CP4 after much breaks and 'water-stops', and we reached there faster than last year too. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut the long story short, we pitched our tent, did boring stuff and tried but failed at an attempt to punk Simon, our team leader. (It's alright guys, we'll try again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended off Day 2 with us all sleeping, squashed up in an 8 men tent&lt;br /&gt;(there was 9 of us mind you.) with Simon and Tat Tong smelling all our feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 started off with us waking at 1.40 A.M (Yes, 1.40 in the wee hours of the morning.) to climb from CP4 to CP8 in total pitch darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started off really fine with everyone on a high note and with all the excitement and anticipation of starting on new ground, something that we didn't manage to achieve last year on our first trip due to the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, (Yes, there's always a BUT to everything good.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were about to reach CP6, it started to rain.&lt;br /&gt;Not just rain okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is total darkness, you are carrying your torchlight in one hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now imagine Bukit Timah Hill and multiply the difficulty by 10.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and multiply the number of roots too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not drizzling, it was TORRENTIAL POURING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that didn't stop us, we continued to climb on, until we heard the guide say we had to turn back and go back to our campsite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there we were, all our hopes smashed and squashed and stepped on, left behind in the dirt and flushed down the milo river.&lt;br /&gt;(the rain that flowed down was, again, in torrents and in &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, milo colour.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we reached our campsite, it was around 7 plus in the morning. We had hiked for about 5 hours non-stop on darkness and rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutting my long story short again, we decided to try to aim for the summit again at 830am in the morning, an hour and a half after we reached base camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am proud to say that after walking, climbing, falling, banging, slipping, bua-ing, buang-ing, chiong-ing, swearing, scurrying up ladders, hanging onto slimey-algae-covered rocks, and all sorts of other crazy things, we reached the summit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SO???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summit was nothing much but the view was breath-taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For awhile it finally seemed worth it to go through the horrid weeks of trainings and the hard treacherous climb up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNTIL......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We realised we had to go back down all the way. And we had to do it fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mind you, going down is even harder than going up because of the impact on your knees and feet everytime you hop off one root to another and when you are perched on all fours in the middle of nothing but roots, roots, and more roots.&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, and bugs, wet leaves, and lots of other stuff.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we did finally get back to CP4 after lots of hard work and sweat and everything that you probably will never understand until you climb a mountain, we had to pack up everything and head for the foot of the hill before nightfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot emphasize how tough it was&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;but all in all, we had hiked for &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;17&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;plus hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non-stop with an hour long break. And the load was... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;WAH LAO.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make matters worse, Simon flared up at us when we reached CP1 and that really made the descent to the foot of the hill even morse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our feet were aching&lt;br /&gt;Our backs were breaking&lt;br /&gt;Our team was splitting&lt;br /&gt;Our mouths were complaining&lt;br /&gt;Our guide was missing&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;Our team leader was yelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got scolded big time, like REALLY scolded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon really gave it to us, he YELLED at us as if we were he students&lt;br /&gt;(Nuh uh Simon, NO WAY man.)&lt;br /&gt;We were really shocked, we've never seen Simon this angry before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That man was already angry.&lt;br /&gt;So we just shut up, kept our distance from him and walk quietly down all the way all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;532 steps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; down and the long walk out to the ranger's office at the foot of the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day ended horribly with all of us checking into the resort nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sulky, hungry and dirty. All Simon's fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During dinner time, Simon was running a mild fever, and we were all moody after the huge scolding. However, Simon said we would have a debrief before going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WAH LAO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scold us still not enough, still make us stay up and listen to him scold us somemore?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That man really too much... But what to do, he's the leader right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Riiiiiight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after piling into his room, all clean and fresh but still aching, we braced ourselves for a severe blow. Which was indeed severe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon really gave it to us, he told us he was really disappointed with us, we should be ashamed of ourselves, he didn't have fun, blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to end not only OUR trip but HIS last trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the sickening serious look on his face, he looked at us and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You should be ashamed of yourself."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our hearts sank, that man really too much. Not even anything good to say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Cause you'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ve been punked."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed by this was a loud &lt;strong&gt;"HAHA!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 seconds passed and then the whole room was in a thunderous uproar.&lt;br /&gt;Pillows were flying, everyone was screaming and shouting at the top of their lungs at Simon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more can I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I really have to hand it to you Simon. You win you win.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a serious note,&lt;br /&gt;The trip ended really really really really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great seafood dinner. (teehee!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked along the causeway the wrong way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, &lt;u&gt;wrong&lt;/u&gt; way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kena caught by police and got locked up under customs then our parents had to bail us out and then all out mothers and fathers gave Simon a fantastic scolding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;JUST KIDDING!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we did have this really big hooha where the police had to escort us to cross the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just any road okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the wide road where all the vehicles are zooming past you on their way to and fro Singapore and Malaysia at the Woodlands checkpoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now how many of you can say that all the cars at the checkpoint were stopped by police just so that YOU could cross the road?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot right? HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah wells, all in all, this is the best trip in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe more to come. *tee hee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Ophir Team 3,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it, none of it would have been possible without any of you.&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time, I hope you guys did too.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the hard work you put in planning, training, organizing, meeting, encouraging, pushing, sharing, eating (YES EATING.), entertaining and lots more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we got punked (&lt;em&gt;HEH&lt;/em&gt;) and though we didn't make it up to the summit the first time&lt;br /&gt;(Or rather the second time), we &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DID MAKE IT UP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HIP HIP HURRAY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been an experience of a lifetime, a great bonding session and getting to know each of you better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Simon, I hope this trip will forever be in your heart, maybe we'll go climbing again sometime. We'll let you off for all your punks and emotional heart-stops. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so my post officially ends here. It is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;copyrighted&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; okay.&lt;br /&gt;Haha ( at least say I wrote it lah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ophir Team 4 next year anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;JUST KIDDING. =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-115677964798590138?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/115677964798590138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=115677964798590138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115677964798590138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115677964798590138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/08/we-made-it-this-is-home-truly.html' title='We MADE IT! (This is home.... TRULY.)'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-115648828569141355</id><published>2006-08-25T18:19:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:30:00.383+12:00</updated><title type='text'>You mean you're 19 already?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Firstly, HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got so much to say but you won't be reading it anytime soon cos you're in China!&lt;br /&gt;(I know you just flew off, but I miss you already!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this girl is the one only, she's the best.&lt;br /&gt;Not only is she talented and witty, she's a great CRAP partner, a great phototaking companion, a tanning buddy, and a fun shopaholic kaki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH OH OH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND she's a great &lt;u&gt;drummer&lt;/u&gt; and she can sing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a separate issue,&lt;br /&gt;Rachel has always been one person to stand up for her friends and stick by them.&lt;br /&gt;She's a great listener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Rach for always being there for me, to listen to me yak, to yak with me.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being such a great partner-in-crime. Two is always better than one yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for always being so thoughful and always taking the initiative to do things.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the many many many many many things you've done that are too many too list here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, thanks for being my friend. Don't know what I'll do without you! Love you lot lot! (&lt;em&gt;heh&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, one more thing, thanks for sticking with me when I got punked.&lt;br /&gt;(Actually you didn't have much of a choice la! But thanks anyway for being such a good sport!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*******************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;To the one and only Rachel the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/me%20n%20rach-edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/me%20n%20rach.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P4160049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030338.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Rach%2Cme2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 332px; height: 275px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/me%20n%20rach%20in%20car.jpg" border="0" height="296" width="382" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE YOU RACH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-115648828569141355?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/115648828569141355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=115648828569141355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115648828569141355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115648828569141355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-mean-youre-19-already.html' title='You mean you&apos;re 19 already?!?'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-115591991619183126</id><published>2006-08-19T04:06:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:32:15.891+12:00</updated><title type='text'>An 18th to remember (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WARNING No. 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Tons of photos. Uploading time will bore you to death. Get a book or watch a movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING No. 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You should read the previous post first before looking at the photos. Just in case you thought I got kidnapped or something like that. Haha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay, here goes..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030403.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030403.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;No, I wasn't kidnapped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030408.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030408.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No, I wasn't crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030400.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 209px; height: 274px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030400.0.jpg" border="0" height="274" width="209" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I can't believe I could still laugh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ewww, that was papaya blended with raw potato.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030404.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030404.0.jpg" border="0" height="195" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poor Rach.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030402.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 231px; height: 202px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030402.1.jpg" border="0" height="167" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah, Rachel say, "Ahhhhhhh."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030411.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030411.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Erm, hello? What's going on???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030413.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030413.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Good ol' Rach, she stuck with me all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Actually she didn't have much of a choice.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030414.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look at my vandalised arm!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030418.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Argh!! Stay away from me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Look at that evil look and excuse me, WHAT's THAT YELLOW THING?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;They dunked oreos into flour + water + I dunno what else.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh god, how evil can you get??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Argh! NO NO NO NO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What are you staring at??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Vandalising me again?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't ask me what that was. I don't want to remember.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I drank it? I don't remember that..... HAHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;NOW I remember! I drank lemon juice, without sugar.&lt;br /&gt;It was so sour I thought my intestines dissolved.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;UGH! God forbid. That's satan's food. DURIAN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030407.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Just shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Grrrr, I'm gonna get you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030443.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Er, anyone there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't I look pretty???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeah Right!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Poor Rachel. Got vandalised too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030445.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Good girl, you finished your food.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/P1030448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/P1030448.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Now, be good and sit still.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Okay, that's all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I know this is LONG LONG WAY WAY overdue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There's still alot more too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'll upload the rest again another time. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-115591991619183126?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/115591991619183126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=115591991619183126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115591991619183126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115591991619183126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/08/18th-to-remember-part-1.html' title='An 18th to remember (Part 1)'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-115582569022639997</id><published>2006-08-18T02:37:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:32:54.535+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy Birthday to MEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I got sabo-ed!!!! Terribly. Horribly. Shamelessly!&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; going to the HANS (where was it?).&lt;br /&gt;NO NO NO NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They (Tomsum, Gillian, Eileen, Justin, Kian Kuen, Kian Kei, Daryl, Jerome, Nicky)&lt;br /&gt;were terribly mean. [Yes you were, dun deny it]&lt;br /&gt;Tommy and Sharon tricked me and Rachel into having dinner with them today.&lt;br /&gt;When we got into the van, and were waiting to drive off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of nowhere, the whole gang appears and starts to tie our hands and feet with those white-whatever-you-call-it thngs. (see the next post for pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they asked us to taste horrible tasting food and we had to guess what we were eating and if we guessed it wrong, they would draw on us. (with lipstick and eyeliner, etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, they drew on us whether or not we guessed it correctly. (Unfair!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the food they fed us with???&lt;br /&gt;papaya, lemon and potato (raw!) blended together.&lt;br /&gt;Oreos dipped in flour + water&lt;br /&gt;lots of lemon juice and i dunno what stuff&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DURIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;(By the way, Gillian had to let me sniff a bottle of Johnson's baby soap in the van to prevent me from puking.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyhoos, they drove us to HANS, with us still blindfolded and covered with lovely masterpieces. And got us out of the van facing the whole restaurant&lt;br /&gt;(And we knew nothing. DARN!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to cut the whole story short, when the blindfolds came off, we realised that the whole restaurant was staring at us. Thanks guys. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I shall try to upload &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (yes, there were many)&lt;br /&gt;pictures up here for you people to see and laugh (&lt;em&gt;whatever&lt;/em&gt;) another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to the many people who brainstormed (I heard it took 6 weeks to plan).&lt;br /&gt;For those whose birthdays are not over yet (HAHA! yes daryl?), you better watch out...&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again. (I mean it.)&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely remember my 18th birthday. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-115582569022639997?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/115582569022639997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=115582569022639997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115582569022639997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115582569022639997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-birthday-to-meeeeeeeeee-yes-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-115566084534459211</id><published>2006-08-16T04:10:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T19:12:42.036+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/wednesday.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/wednesday.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Anna Nalick : Breathe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 AM and she calls me cause I'm still awake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't love him, winter just wasn't my season.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah we walk through the doors so accusing their eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like they have any right at all to criticize&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hypocrites, you're all here for the very same reason.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause you can't jump the track&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're like cars on a cableand life's like an hourglass glued to the table,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one can find the rewind button girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So cradle your head in your hands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And breathe, just breathe, whoa breathe, just breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;May he turned 21 on the base of Fort Bliss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Just a day," he said down to the flask in his fist&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ain't been sober since maybe October of last year&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here in town you can tell he's been down for while&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But my God it's so beautiful when the boy smiles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wanna hold him maybe I'll just sing about it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause you can't jump the track&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're like cars on a cableAnd life's like an hourglass glued to the table,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one can find the rewind button boys so cradle your head in your hands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And breathe, just breathe, whoa breath just breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a light at each end of this tunnel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You shout cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And these mistakes you've made&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll just make them again if you'll only try turnin' around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 AM and I'm still awake writing this song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If i get it all down on paper it's no longer inside of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Threatening the life it belongs to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause these words are my diary screamin' out aloud&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know that you'll use them however you want to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you can't jump the track&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're like cars on a cableAnd life's like an hourglass glued to the table,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one can find the rewind button now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sing it if you understand...yeah breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just breathe, oh oh breathe, just breathe, oh breathe,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just breathe, oh breathe, just breathe &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-115566084534459211?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/115566084534459211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=115566084534459211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115566084534459211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115566084534459211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/08/anna-nalick-breathe-2-am-and-she-calls.html' title=''/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-115558110472070570</id><published>2006-08-15T06:43:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:33:25.761+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ophir adventures'/><title type='text'>Moooooorning madness.</title><content type='html'>It is 2.26 a.m. and yes I am still up at this ungodly hour.&lt;br /&gt;And it is no joke being half awake and typing away madly&lt;br /&gt;(yes, I'm doing transcripting again.)&lt;br /&gt;While outside is so silent and dark and it's the middle of the seventh month.&lt;br /&gt;(What? what? whaaaaaaaat? Who said I'm scared? I didn't say I'm scared hor!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a short update anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be terribly busy for the next two weeks and here's why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday is MY birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be 18.&lt;br /&gt;The Big &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh, uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;*Whoopiedoopiedoo!*&lt;br /&gt;And yes, thank you to the you-know-who-you-are people who have made 'early appointments' to celebrate my birthday with me. You make me feel so special. I have less than 24 hours, so I will not be able to spend it all with you. But the gesture itself makes me feel like crying. *BOOHOO!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyways, our Ophir trip is in 2 week's time.&lt;br /&gt;YES! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;two&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; weeks!&lt;br /&gt;So fast, so scary, so tired.&lt;br /&gt;We've been training really hard and I hope we make it to the top. *please please*&lt;br /&gt;The runs, the stair- climbing, the hikes, the....... ARGH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;EH! I'm &lt;em&gt;quite&lt;/em&gt; fit hor.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see me no up okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, on a serious note,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the lovely peeps for your constant encouragement and mindless chatter, and FREE entertainment. I dunno what I'll do without you all!&lt;br /&gt;&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/24832157-115558110472070570?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/115558110472070570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=115558110472070570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115558110472070570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115558110472070570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/08/moooooorning-madness.html' title='Moooooorning madness.'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-115538988234301157</id><published>2006-08-13T01:32:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T01:38:02.356+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Yays!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to you,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to Sharon jie,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOOOOOUUUUUUUU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you liked the 'sunflower', company and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ALAN LOO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Okie, another birthday down for this year. Many more to come. (&lt;em&gt;heh&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I shall upload the pictures another day. Wait for it. =D&lt;br /&gt;For now, I shall start planning my BIG ESCAPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-115538988234301157?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/115538988234301157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=115538988234301157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115538988234301157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115538988234301157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/08/yays.html' title='Yays!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-115530310280630985</id><published>2006-08-12T01:23:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T02:35:57.420+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever seen anybody win this many tickets at an arcade before?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/400/Photo-0273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0272.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/400/Photo-0272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/400/Photo-0274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/400/Photo-0275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/400/Photo-0276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/400/Photo-0277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Neither have I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-115530310280630985?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/115530310280630985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=115530310280630985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115530310280630985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115530310280630985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/08/ahem.html' title='Ahem.'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-115491698964121814</id><published>2006-08-07T13:03:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:34:52.281+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue photos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;WARNING: MANY photos coming up.&lt;br /&gt;Picture Update! Many many photos!&lt;br /&gt;All random pictures that I've had no time to upload.&lt;br /&gt;They are &lt;em&gt;WAY&lt;/em&gt; overdue. SORRY SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, in no particular order......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidence? I don't think so... HAHA! (sorry Daryl =D)&lt;br /&gt;Applaud please, he's such a good sport.&lt;br /&gt;*although I dunno why he's smiling....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny expressions. FAMILIAR???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this quaint pinky place where we had dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 228px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0257.jpg" border="0" height="218" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big cheongsam???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope, it's THAT small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0261.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0261.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barley anybody??? ( HAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0262.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0262.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/choc%20n%20strawberries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/choc%20n%20strawberries.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0189.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0189.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a separate note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0246.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0246.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0247.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0247.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0202.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0202.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that circular thing is the revolving part of the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;(p.s/ the tall towers comtain PRIMA flour. yep, the kind your mum uses to bake)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0205.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0205.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, shut up daryl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;riiiiight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch the ever changing scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*double yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*triple yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*snore*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough of boring photos.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a review:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a scale of * to *****,&lt;br /&gt;With * being poor and ***** being excellent,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food: ***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Service: **&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scenery: *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valet service: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;*****&lt;/strong&gt; (YES, its a negative. I'll explain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The food was so-so. WIth some dishes tasting fabulous and some revolting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The service was quite bad.&lt;br /&gt;The intervals between the dishes was so irregular.&lt;br /&gt;When we had to wait, we REALLY had to wait.&lt;br /&gt;But when one dish was served, 3 dishes would be served at a go, and we weould have to eat in a hurry to make space for the other dishes.&lt;br /&gt;The waiter was not only inexperienced (he scalded himself with chinese tea.) but he was also CLUMSY.&lt;br /&gt;Like those kopitiam ah soh.&lt;br /&gt;Wipe the table also will hit you with flying food particles. EWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scenery?&lt;br /&gt;Oh goodness, what's the point of a revolving restaurant when the scenery sucks big time?&lt;br /&gt;All we saw was cargo, containers, cargo, container, cargo, container.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valet service.&lt;br /&gt;You ask, WHY NEGATIVE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because they gave the car key of my uncle's &lt;strong&gt;ONE WEEK OLD CAR&lt;/strong&gt; to another driver.&lt;br /&gt;And the manager refused to take responsibility for it.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I have to say this but he was a China guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SERIOUSLY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished dinner at 1030 but we reached home at 12a.m.!&lt;br /&gt;The police had to come down.&lt;br /&gt;My aunt had to take a cab home to get her spare key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did they lose the key, but they did not even lock the car door.&lt;br /&gt;That means that throughout the whole dinner, the car was not locked.&lt;br /&gt;And may I stress that the car is only a week old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part is that the manager told my aunt to go home and get the spare key.&lt;br /&gt;Which she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager himself, together with the rest of the staff closed up the place and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, leaving us standing there in total darkness to wait for my aunt to come back with the key.&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't even apologetic about the whole incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; talking about it makes me mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't go to PRIMA TOWER REVOLVING RESTAURANT.&lt;br /&gt;Unless, you wanna lose your car/car key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say I didn't warn you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-115491698964121814?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/115491698964121814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=115491698964121814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115491698964121814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115491698964121814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/08/overdue-photos.html' title='Overdue photos!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-115487818994697724</id><published>2006-08-07T03:26:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T03:32:51.896+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quote Of The Day:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artificial intelligence &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is no match for &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NATURAL STUPIDITY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*sorry if you don't get it. but you only prove my point.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-115487818994697724?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/115487818994697724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=115487818994697724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115487818994697724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115487818994697724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/08/quote-of-day-artificial-intelligence.html' title=''/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-115408609703735708</id><published>2006-07-28T22:47:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:37:05.897+12:00</updated><title type='text'>My musings.... (and my victory!)</title><content type='html'>Eh, I just calculated.....&lt;br /&gt;1,000,000 days = approx. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;2739 YEARS!?!?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so as if you didn't already know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if (assuming) I live up to 80,&lt;br /&gt;I would have lived on earth for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;29200 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.....&lt;br /&gt;now that I'm already 17+++ (muahahaha!),&lt;br /&gt;I have approx &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22450 days&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; left!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;That's looks like damn short lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies, on another topic though&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disclaimer&lt;/strong&gt;: The follwing post is graphic and is highly UNSUITABLE for the faint-hearted. You are advised to read this when you are NOT eating. Disturbing pictures ahead. May cause throat diarrhoea.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I just captured a lizard!!!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, CAPTURED, not killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, just before I tell you about my lizard capturing, I must tell you a few things first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In case you just happened to chance upon my blog, I must assure you that I do not find pleasure in capturing and torturing lizards. They are my biggest nightmare, so this is an accomplishment. I only resort to this kinds of methods when in utter despair. In DEFENCE if I may add. Only when I feel threatened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have never captured/killed any lizard in my entire life. (Only maybe accidentally injured.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now I will continue.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, there was this baby black lizard (yuck!) on the floor near the window.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, no one was around to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tried the milo tin method.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAUSE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must digress for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;In case you don't know what the milo tin method is,&lt;br /&gt;it is basically just leaving a milo tin (which still has milo remains of course) un-covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0267.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0267.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;supposedly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to lure the lizard into the tin whereby you closed the tin and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; you've caught it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I say supposedly cause it didn't work. At least not for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;OK, AS I WAS SAYING,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The milo tin method DOES NOT WORK. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, it &lt;strong&gt;DID NOT BUDGE AT ALL&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And as of today I can tell you truthfully that I have tried it and it does not work at all.&lt;br /&gt;It might work if you leave it overnight, but no way was I gonna leave the lizard there the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tried an alternative method.&lt;br /&gt;It is quick&lt;br /&gt;It is easy.&lt;br /&gt;It is clean.&lt;br /&gt;It is cheap.&lt;br /&gt;It is&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the almighty whatever-you-call-it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, I think it's upside down. But its in jap so you won't understand anyway.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, this thing is really wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is&lt;br /&gt;- hassle-free,&lt;br /&gt;- smash-free,&lt;br /&gt;- squirt-free,&lt;br /&gt;- gut-free,&lt;br /&gt;- flush-free,&lt;br /&gt;you get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is basically a cardboard box with a reeeeaaaaallly sticky base.&lt;br /&gt;And you place this tablet (I dunno what of) in the middle of the base.&lt;br /&gt;The tablet lures the lizard into the box and once it enters......&lt;br /&gt;it will never come out.&lt;br /&gt;Freaky right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But digressing again,&lt;br /&gt;I think that's quite ingenius of the inventor.&lt;br /&gt;Cos all the cheapskate people have no choice but to keep buying cos cannot re-use.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I think (THINK ONLY, NEVER TRY.) if they try to remove the lizard from the base, they'll have to peel it off. And I guess the bottom half of the lizard will be stuck to the base of the cardboard, leaving its exposed guts etc...&lt;br /&gt;Told ya it's quite gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, anyways, back to my adventure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a brand new (yes, brand new, not old ones that still have dried-up lizards stuck to them)&lt;br /&gt;box and put it on the floor about 15cm away with the opening facing the lizard&lt;br /&gt;(damn brave right? I shocked myself too. This only shows that distress will cause you to do anything.)&lt;br /&gt;And I used a broom to lightly tap (not squash/smack/press) the lizard.&lt;br /&gt;And as expected it scampered into the box. Only to realise it was stuck.&lt;br /&gt;Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;That'll teach you to scare me. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Photo-0272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;It's so icky-la-la&lt;br /&gt;I amazed myself with my bravery, I even managed to go that near and take a photo of it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, not that near. I did cheat a little by zooming. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, all hail the new mighty weapon against the formidable lizards: &lt;strong&gt;STICKY PADS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to puke now.&lt;br /&gt;GTG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-115408609703735708?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/115408609703735708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=115408609703735708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115408609703735708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115408609703735708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-musings-and-my-victory.html' title='My musings.... (and my victory!)'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-115306005733051354</id><published>2006-07-17T02:18:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:37:34.233+12:00</updated><title type='text'>I was up at like 430am?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alrighty. Today was... whoa!&lt;br /&gt;We (ophir team) were up at 430am, yeah that's right, 430 A.M okay. And we had our 3km (around there right?) run. That's not bad for a start. Considering we haven't had any trainings for 6 months!?! hahaha. But it was really fun. Way to go guys! More trainings to come. Seeya next week. Muahahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-115306005733051354?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/115306005733051354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=115306005733051354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115306005733051354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115306005733051354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-was-up-at-like-430am.html' title='I was up at like 430am?!?'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-115275553832826851</id><published>2006-07-13T13:10:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T02:18:11.543+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Accomplished 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wahahaha! Mission Accomplished 2! Great job everyone. We did it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We punk'd the pumpkin, oh er, I mean punk king. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday was tommy kor's birthday and it was one hell of a sabo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First we punk'd him during dinner. And everything that could have gone wrong, went wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was only til we went over to his place that the REAL fun began. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shall let you find out for yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures and videos coming right up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, Happy Birthday Tommy kor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for being such a good sport!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The punk cake. (read: decoy)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The birthday &lt;s&gt;boy&lt;/s&gt; man (read: 31)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The FOREVER candles. You'll see what I mean later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wahahaha! this was from Nicky. Duh.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;card in PAMPERS! (don't worry, it's clean.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;from sharon jie and baby joash.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0164.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lime juice + milk = lime milkshake. (yuck!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0165.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Partners in crime! Mission Accomplished 2! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh, by the way, me and rach won't be around next month. Muahahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The real cake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The happy family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Every baby loves a chocolate milk machine. hahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0173.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;heh. private joke. wahahahahahahahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0174.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The PUNK officially starts now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nicky in action.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nicky the hairstylist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;funky!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0180.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;joker revamped.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0181.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0182.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;manicure and pedicure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The torture chamber.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;Partners in crime? Oh yeah.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Joker. Sharon jie, your husband??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Like father like son. muahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here are the videos. ENJOY.&lt;br /&gt;Muahahahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Video 1: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fTJ4DlgKK64" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Video 2:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fb-TjzL24nE" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Video 3:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i-2jOwcL16M" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Video 4:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oXVOEdL-nUE" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Video 5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ccp1Xjg53dw" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Okay, that's all. Who's birthday is next? hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-115275553832826851?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/115275553832826851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=115275553832826851&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115275553832826851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115275553832826851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/07/mission-accomplished-2.html' title='Mission Accomplished 2!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-115250466218836349</id><published>2006-07-10T16:04:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T20:31:47.200+12:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup Fever!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One update coming right up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday was one busy but &lt;strong&gt;FUN&lt;/strong&gt; day. A group of us went to Marina Square. Shop, eat, walk and other stuff. We 'camped' (read: sleeping bag) over at Rachel's house to watch the last match for this year's World Cup. Too much to update. You gotta just read the pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, and a video too. *grin* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Another ball fetish? hmmm....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me and rach have a sunglasses fetish now. New hobby!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0145.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0146.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0147.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;retro!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;finally a normal picture!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;brownie with ice cream! *satisfied sigh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0143.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I didn't do it!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0144.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;rach did this!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;daryl looking at UFO...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;daryl looking like a &lt;s&gt;retard&lt;/s&gt; angel.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;daryl cooking?!?&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Photo-0157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;guess who...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here's the video where Daryl &lt;strong&gt;TRIED&lt;/strong&gt; to act like a chef.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LUlDPb8w0t8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LUlDPb8w0t8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-115250466218836349?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/115250466218836349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=115250466218836349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115250466218836349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115250466218836349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/07/world-cup-fever.html' title='World Cup Fever!!!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-115225721468507739</id><published>2006-07-07T18:12:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T19:31:04.333+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was listening to Perfect 10 two nights ago.&lt;br /&gt;And Hutch (what a weird name) had this male caller call up to answer the question,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What is love to you?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this male caller rattled off one whole long poem about love being this, that, yadda yadda.&lt;br /&gt;Then in conclusion he said this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Love is like chicken."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I was trying to fall asleep and this weirdo of a caller gives his long, drony, speech on love in his&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I-am-a-geek-trying-to-a-get-a-date-but-SDU-won't-help-me&lt;/em&gt; whiny, melancholic voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect cure for insomnia.... &lt;strong&gt;NOT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hutch went, &lt;strong&gt;"What? Chicken?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this guy said&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;one of the most sensible things to come out from a guy's voice. He said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Love is like chicken because everyone can eat it. Malay cannot eat pork. Indian cannot eat beef. But chicken everybody can eat." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Hutch went,&lt;strong&gt; "Oh."&lt;/strong&gt; and then he played some dumb song.&lt;br /&gt;(Where's Shan Wee???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to stand up and applaud when a thought struck me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Then vegetarian how?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH! So much for high hopes of a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NON-EXISTANT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; male species that every girl dreams of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-115225721468507739?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/115225721468507739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=115225721468507739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115225721468507739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115225721468507739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-was-listening-to-perfect-10-two.html' title=''/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-115202641756090695</id><published>2006-07-05T03:31:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T03:23:50.003+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates, updating, UPDATED!</title><content type='html'>Alright alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Demanding &lt;/s&gt;Asking me to update just once is enough. (haha =D)&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have much of an interesting update (God, I take back my plea for having less drama in my life. I'm sorry.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have LOTS and LOTS of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Random pictures. Some really hilarious. Some only certain people will understand. All kinds LAH. I shall let you decide for yourself what they mean. You shall do the interpreting YOURSELF. Let your creative juices flow (teehee.)&lt;br /&gt;OKAY! I shall not be THAT mean, I will give you hints.&lt;br /&gt;I shall not keep you waiting. Go ahead and scrutinise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0090.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;this was the topping for nicky's and rach's ice cream. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0091.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I know you're thinking: "Another ball fetish."&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is wait til you see the other pictures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0093.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah. I didn't do it okay. It was the rest.&lt;br /&gt;*Shakes head vigorously*. I've been accused!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See That!?! Told ya I'm innocent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The next few pictures are from some of the most wonderful people I've ever met. who PUNK'D me. Bleah. (Kidding!) Love you all! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0099.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Guess what's inside.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tadah!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0101.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0104.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0105.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0106.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me and rach at paul baloche's concert and workshop.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0110.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;this is the bane of my very existance. (alright, not really.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know. But I sort of like the artsy feel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0112.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0113.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah. GO ahead and say it's a ball fetish. I SAY it's a food fetish.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0117.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Alrights, only rach knows this. *teehee*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;john, any sweet memories?&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;haha, ONE of the masterminds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rachel Tan! My partner in crime!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;erm, daryl???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Okie dokie, that's all. No more. BYE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;******************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-115202641756090695?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/115202641756090695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=115202641756090695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115202641756090695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115202641756090695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/07/updates-updating-updated.html' title='Updates, updating, UPDATED!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-115156453506052598</id><published>2006-06-29T18:54:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T18:44:34.063+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Indescribable.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This morning I woke up and this song was ringing in my head non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;I love this song and the words are so meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I am thankful that I can see and feel the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Feel and smell the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;See the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;grass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;flo&lt;/span&gt;we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;rs&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Hear the birds chirp.&lt;br /&gt;No, I did not just encounter a near-death experience &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or just come out of depression, neither am I beserk (can't I just be thankful?). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just realise that I haven't been thankful enough or thankful lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NOTHING BAD HAPPENED okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I just want to be thankful for life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To enjoy &lt;em&gt;every moment&lt;/em&gt; of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To tell everybody around me how thankful I am for everyone of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be thankful for all the wonderful people I call &lt;strong&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To not wait til anything is too late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's quote from one of my favourite authors:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;em&gt;I like living. I have sometimes been wildly despairing, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all, I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing&lt;/em&gt;." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Agatha Christie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This song that you are listening to now has really meaningful words and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope it speaks to you as much as it has to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chris Tomlin: Indescribable.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the highest of heights to the depths of the sea&lt;br /&gt;Creation's revealing Your majesty&lt;br /&gt;From the colours of fall to the fragrance of spring&lt;br /&gt;Every creature unique in the song that it sings&lt;br /&gt;All exclaiming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indescribable, uncontainable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You placed the stars in the sky and You know them by name.&lt;br /&gt;You are amazing God&lt;br /&gt;All &lt;strong&gt;powerful, untameable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awestruck we fall to our knees as we humbly proclaim&lt;br /&gt;You are amazing God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has told every lightning bolt where it should go&lt;br /&gt;Or seen heavenly storehouses laden with snow&lt;br /&gt;Who imagined the sun and gives source to its light&lt;br /&gt;Yet conceals it to bring us the coolness of night&lt;br /&gt;None can fathom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indescribable, uncontainable&lt;br /&gt;You placed the stars in the sky and You know them by name.&lt;br /&gt;You are amazing God&lt;br /&gt;All powerful, untameable&lt;br /&gt;Awestruck we fall to our knees as we humbly proclaim&lt;br /&gt;You are amazing God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incomparable, unchangeable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You see the depths of my heart and You love me the same&lt;br /&gt;You are amazing God&lt;br /&gt;You are amazing God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-115156453506052598?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/115156453506052598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=115156453506052598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115156453506052598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115156453506052598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/06/indescribable.html' title='Indescribable.'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-115137090168227660</id><published>2006-06-27T13:08:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T02:37:41.536+12:00</updated><title type='text'>for the one and only BUM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;This post is dedicated to JOHN LOH, so if you ain't him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;Cause even if I say you aren't supposed to read, you'll still read &lt;em&gt;right&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;ANYWAY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;py 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;8th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Birt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;JOHN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;NNNN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. You are finally biologically 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Mentally is another thing. NAH, kidding!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. You are the most incredible BUM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(that sounds wrong, but heck!) &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Thank you for being such a wonderful friend.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Thank you for wanting to make me fat by giving me chocolates.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;(hahaha, nice try.)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Thank you for holding my book hostage.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;(wait a minute, did I just thank you for that?)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Thank you for so much more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;The kaypoh people are all reading this so I shall not write anymore. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday again to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;best bum&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the world.&lt;/span&gt; Love you.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;This post is dedicated to you. (Now, we're even.) =D &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-115137090168227660?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/115137090168227660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=115137090168227660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115137090168227660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115137090168227660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/06/for-one-and-only-bum.html' title='for the one and only BUM'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-115122141910813424</id><published>2006-06-26T05:52:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:39:07.673+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am touched. Moved. Truly grateful. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Deeply&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm usually the one doing the surprising and I never once thought that I'd get punk'd back. I can't believe I fell for it. And to think of all the bloopers, slip-of-the-tongues, RIGHT in front of me and I didn't realise it. HAHA! But thank you so so much. I really appreciate your efforts.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all the people who organised the surprise farewell party. It was.... SURPRISING! haha. Thousand thank yous to the many wonderfully, terrifically, fabulously fantastic people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall thank you one by one in alphabetical order so as to not create any misunderstanding. In case your name appears last it's not cos I appreciate you the least but because the first letter of you name falls way back at the end of the alphabet. So blame your name (Just kidding!). And if your name does not appear here, it's because I didn't know you read my blog. Tell me and I'll add your name in for a minimal fee of $0.45 per word.&lt;br /&gt;(Nah, just kidding.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Andrew&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, thanks for the many memories that we've shared. All the ups and downs since way way back. And all the stupid stuff we did together. It's been really fun knowing you. Thank you for being there for me when I needed somebody. The past few months have been awkward therefore I was really touched when you opened up just now. And yes, we will catch up soon. Let me know! (Sorry you had to stifle your sneezes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Carol &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I don't know if you read my blog but heck la!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Carol for being there. Though I hardly know you, I thank you for being there, it made a difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daphne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much Daph for the card and the poem, I really appreciate it and I don't know how to express it in words but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (I hope the bolding and underlining does it justice). You've been a really good friend, always being there for me to talk to and for listening. Thank you so so much. Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Daryl&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARYL LEE YONG MING CATERPILLAR! haha. Thanks so much. I don't know where to even start. I've known you for only a year plus, BUT, you've been one of the most faithful and constant friends I've had. No matter what, I know you'll always be there for me. You've been a great listener and a great adviser. Thank you for all the lame and crappy jokes. But most of all, thank you for your friendship. Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;E-Van&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey E-Van, it was only til ystday that I remembered all the fun times we had together. And yes, I enjoyed it terribly too. Thinking back and remembering how close we used to be makes me guilty for it not continuing to be. I'm really sorry and it may be a little too late.But nonethless, thank you so much for all the wonderful memories. You're a nice and funny girl. Thank you for your friendship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fiona&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fion Fion! My ***-**-**. I can't spell it out cause this is controversial ground. As long as you know, Iknow and someone else knows, that's fine. haha. Anyway, you've been someone very tolerant. &lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt; I have always been teasing you about you-know-what but never once have you gotten upset or angry(but actually, why should you get angry? you're suppposed to like it. Nah, kidding!). Thank you for being the 'stable one'. Thanks for being there tonight, I know it isn't easy to get you out of your house. Thank you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jerome&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Thanks Jerome for being much part of my life. I realise I've know you for quite some time already. But you've always been in the quiet side. Thank you for being so understanding.AND helpful. You were always ready to help the girls with their bags during ophir. Thank you for your friendship. Seeya at ophir trainings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;John&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;BUM! Where do I even start? Firstly, thank you so much for being my friend, my listening ear and my spelling (read: wEIrd) adviser. I haven't really had much time to get to know you better. But during the last 6 months, you've always been there. Thank you for your constant mindless chatter. Thank you for your occasional msges to ask me how I am and how I'm doing. Thank you for being so caring. I really appreciate all that you've done for me. (Esp your advice on freako).Thank you for your friendship. (You'll have to find another alarm clock though). Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joyce&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;I'm going to miss the girl so much. MY girlfriend of 7 years. Ok, not really. We used to be enemies for the first 3, 4 years. haha. But still, THANK YOU. You've been a must-have in my life. You were there for me during the hardest and toughest times. Thank you for being silently there. Always comforting.I'll miss your craziness and all the things that make you tick. hahaha. That's alright, cause we'll still have our once-a-month stayovers. Love you always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Karen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Thanks Karen for just being you. You've been the most STABLE friend I've ever had. One that I know I can always turn to no matter what, no matter when. No amount of words can say how much I appreciate you and your friendship, all I want to say is a huge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; and I love you always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kenneth&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I appreciate your effort to try to make things better. Thank you for being encouraging in the worship ministry. I appreciate your efforts. All that's passed, is history. No hard feelings. Thank you for all that you've done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kian Kei&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My son and the first person in the whole of YMM that I met first. You've been my longest friend! You are one great guy and a really good friend. Your constant liveliness keeps me going. I appreciate the small little things and thoughts of kindness that you do once in awhile. I love you so much. You'll always have a place in my heart. The next 'KK' I meet will be no fight compared to you. Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kian Kuen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Ahhh, my brother. I've got too much to say. First up, thank you for being you. Even though I &lt;s&gt;always&lt;/s&gt; tease you, deep down I know you're a great listener and a really great friend. You've always been there for me to listen, to share, to advise. I know I can always count on you to be there for me. The rest of the thank yous are in the card. I don't know how else to thank you. But here's a try anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt; I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Michael&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Thank you Mic for all your small talks on the boat to and from Dompak.I'll never forget those moments. Thank you for being a huge part of my life. Thank you so much for all the little things you do. Like sending me home. Buying food to my house during the mission meetings. Just being so ever quietly present. Thank you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nicky&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Nick! We go waaaay back to P6 chit chat cell. All the fun church camps and youth camps. REM persecuted church?? I know our friendship has been full of ups and downs. But this roller coaster ride has been a great one. Thank you for the time you take to msg me and ask me how I am. Thank you for being so caring when I know I don't deserve nice treatment from you. You'll always be my eclair, hard on the ouside but soft and sweet on the inside. I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rachel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;The one and only &lt;strong&gt;BEST&lt;/strong&gt;. The mastermind. The first-class acting. I'll miss you the most. You're the only one who will go crazy with me. The only one who will take funny poses for the camera with me. All the crazy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;private&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (boink!) jokes we share! Your quiet side and listening ear are heart-warming. And yes, you're right, I would do &lt;strong&gt;exactly the same thing for you&lt;/strong&gt;. I know it was your idea, thank you so much. You've not only been a great crazy companion, you've been a fabulous friend and my confidant. We both know that we're very similar and maybe that's why we hit it off so well. Thank you for eveything you've done Rach. I'll always be here for you the same way you've been here for me. All my other thank yous are in the card. I love you with all my heart! (Thank your mum for me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomsum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;How can I even start to thank you two? You've done so much, I can't even keep track. Anyway, thank you for taking care of me. Being always caring and open. I know that I can always count on you. Thanks so much for everything, I really don;t know any other way to say thank except to say &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt;. (sounds wrong. haha!) Baby Joash is really fortunate! I love you both so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Veron&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;VERON!!! I've only known you( as in really know) for quite a short time. But still, thank you for the private jokes we share(snigger). You know and I know.That's enough. You're a wonderful comforter( no pun intended) and thank you so much for your friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all the things I want to say personally to you people just now but I was too much of an emotional wreck to even pronounce properly. This is only part of what I want to say. To all the wonderful people who put in so much effort to organise, plan, and carry it out, THANK YOU again. I hope all your names are up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only when you're about to lose something that you truly understand how much it's worth. I apologise to the people I haven't made the effort to get to know better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank the people who have made my stay in YMM a most terrific one.Each and every one of you have impacted my life and made a huge difference. I'm not dead, just moving. I'll come back and visit once in a while. Thank you for the surprise, thank you for the brainstorming,thank you for the combined efforts. I am truly touched. I'll never forget it.Thank you so so much. It's been great knowing all of you. Thank you all. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all for all your gifts. Thanks so much for the effort. Esp the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gummy bears! I only noticed it after I reached home. You guys picked out the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gummy bears!!! And dark chocolate. You guys know me so well. I am really really touched. Thank you, thank you! *MUACKS!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a song dedicated to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;I chose this song because you people make my life beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A Beautful Life (La Bella Vita)"&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;Lindsay Lohan&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God wont talk to me&lt;br /&gt;I guess she's pretty busy lately&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to believe&lt;br /&gt;She's listening&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to feel&lt;br /&gt;All of my bruises imagined or real&lt;br /&gt;And I'll get through each day&lt;br /&gt;I dig through the bad ones&lt;br /&gt;To get to the good ones&lt;br /&gt;Who's keeping score anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my beautiful life&lt;br /&gt;The only thing certain is everything changes&lt;br /&gt;Lows and the highs&lt;br /&gt;And all those &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;goodbyes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As hard as it gets I know it's still amazing&lt;br /&gt;To be alive&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;That's the one place&lt;br /&gt;I know no one can hear me&lt;br /&gt;I tell my self things&lt;br /&gt;Don't walk in the shadows,&lt;br /&gt;there's always tommorow&lt;br /&gt;And I'm right where I want to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it hurts while it's happening&lt;br /&gt;I wanna feel everything&lt;br /&gt;How will you know til you try?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm sorry I can't get the song up here. Blogger hates me. But I'll try to put up a link. Do try to hear the song. It's really meaningful (except the part where God's a she.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this link is good enough. Tell me if you find a better one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://l0stb0ne.tripod.com/beautiful_life.mp3"&gt;http://l0stb0ne.tripod.com/beautiful_life.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-115122141910813424?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/115122141910813424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=115122141910813424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115122141910813424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115122141910813424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/06/thank-you.html' title='Thank you!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-115011416541818200</id><published>2006-06-12T22:41:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T01:17:12.833+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Just Wanna Have Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been two great days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's a little update before I concuss and go to slp.haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Girls Night! (11th June 2006)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girls ( Rachel, Michelle, Joyce and Shumin) came over to my place ystday night. It was one wild night and shumin learned alot of new words too! (right mich,rach n ice cream sellers?) Anyway, I can't reveal much but I shall let the photos do the talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First up, we decided to bake cookies (yes! at 10 plus at night.) Here's the process:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/DSCN1458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yup, that's the cookie dough.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/DSCN1455.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0069.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/DSCN1454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0070.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0072.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/DSCN1459.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0073.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here's a short video clip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/As8djMnIDqY" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Girls Day Out!-Sentosa (12th June 2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After watching 13 going on 30 and slping at 3 plus( and also after alot of nonsensical babbling), we finally went to slp. and amazingly we managed to getup at 730. We reached Sentosa at 11 plus. Don't ask why we took so long. Anyway, enjoy the talking pictures again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/DSCN1464.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/DSCN1465.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;rach, min, mich&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/DSCN1466.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;joyce&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/DSCN1468.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/DSCN1467.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/DSCN1470.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0081.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;that's all for now. i gotta go slp before i knock out any moment. tata!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-115011416541818200?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/115011416541818200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=115011416541818200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115011416541818200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/115011416541818200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/06/girls-just-wanna-have-fun.html' title='Girls Just Wanna Have Fun'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-114960673409034991</id><published>2006-06-07T03:06:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T03:12:15.166+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Woman, without her man, is helpless.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Woman! Without her, man is helpless.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Moral: Always read the whole blog entry before jumping to conclusions. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-114960673409034991?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/114960673409034991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=114960673409034991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114960673409034991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114960673409034991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/06/woman-without-her-man-is-helpless.html' title=''/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-114949025765391646</id><published>2006-06-05T18:04:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T20:30:53.863+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Attack Of The Balls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, so here's a little update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/fri.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Let's just call it &lt;strong&gt;The Attack Of The Balls&lt;/strong&gt;. (muahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;It all started with a harmless supper with karen, michelle and rachel.&lt;br /&gt;There's not much of a story so i'll let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;go figure it out yourself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Mich%20n%20rach%20balls.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;Michelle's and Rachel's balls.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Nick%20balls.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;Nick's balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Karen,me,rach,daph.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/me%20n%20karen.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/me,rach,daph,karen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/me%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt; (this is thanks to nicky's 'artistic' talent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;We went for The GDOP.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;There's not much to talk about so once again, I shall let the pictures do the talking.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0070.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Mich%2Cme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Rach%2Cme.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Rach%2Cme2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;(HAHAHA!)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Photo-0080.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;there's alot more actually but these are all for now. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;cheerios!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;p.s/ look out for Part 3 of Freako Video.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-114949025765391646?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/114949025765391646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=114949025765391646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114949025765391646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114949025765391646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/06/attack-of-balls.html' title='Attack Of The Balls'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-114900243021750113</id><published>2006-05-31T02:34:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T03:25:33.826+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Spaghetti!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DISCLAIMER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;: All results vary from household to household. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If your attempt turns sour (no pun intended), it is your own fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steps to healthy, home-made spaghetti:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Spaghetti4.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;1. Cook your spaghetti in boiling water with approximately 3drops of olive oil. Remove the noodles from the pot when the noodles are yellow on the outside and white on the inside. (something like that, haha!) and run cold water over it to prevent the noodles from sticking together/clumping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Spaghetti1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Spaghetti1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Next, stir fry one cut onion(depending on your serving size-this serves four huge portions) til they turn slightly brown. Following which you throw in the meat( in this case I use beef) til all the meat is cooked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tada!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Spaghetti5.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Spaghetti5.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*******************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Spaghetti3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Spaghetti6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Spaghetti2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3. Now, all hail the almighty Prego Spaghetti sauce. The answer to the prayers of the modern, working woman.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, pour the sauce into a pot, adding water if your prefer it watery, and heat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Spaghetti7.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When it starts to boil, throw in the rest of your ingredients. (tomatos, capsicums, and meat.) Throw in,this is a must-have for cheese freaks, the cheese last just before serving. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Spaghetti7.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and VOILA! Ready to eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Spaghetti7.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Spaghetti7.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Spaghetti7.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Spaghetti9.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Spaghetti3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Spaghetti10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yum!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-114900243021750113?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/114900243021750113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=114900243021750113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114900243021750113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114900243021750113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/05/spaghetti.html' title='Spaghetti!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-114725324166200195</id><published>2006-05-10T21:19:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T21:27:21.676+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>celebrated an early mother's day today.&lt;br /&gt;went to sizzler's.(again, as usual.)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the service today was crummy.&lt;br /&gt;but the food was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Lunch1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Lunch1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this was mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Lunch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Lunch2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this was my sister's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Lunch3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/200/Lunch3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is what my grandparents ate...&lt;br /&gt;....for dessert.&lt;br /&gt;but I was so amused looking at them eat chocolate ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, it does look like shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-114725324166200195?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/114725324166200195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=114725324166200195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114725324166200195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114725324166200195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/05/celebrated-early-mothers-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-114658553841461159</id><published>2006-05-03T03:57:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T04:00:26.103+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;music is a &lt;u&gt;higher revelation&lt;/u&gt; than all wisdom and philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ludwig van Beethoven&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-114658553841461159?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/114658553841461159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=114658553841461159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114658553841461159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114658553841461159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/05/music-is-higher-revelation-than-all.html' title=''/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-114648625634604795</id><published>2006-05-02T00:12:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T00:50:06.666+12:00</updated><title type='text'>today is sushi day!</title><content type='html'>okie dokie.&lt;br /&gt;today was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;FUN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sushi-making&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; day!&lt;br /&gt;today's public holiday is labour day and&lt;br /&gt;heaven knows how labourous it was making all those sushis. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's some photos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/sushi001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/sushi001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright,&lt;br /&gt;the two rows on the extreme right are made by my mum.&lt;br /&gt;the two in the middle(one cut and the other not) are made by yours truly. *applaud please*&lt;br /&gt;and the last row is by....&lt;br /&gt;*ahem*&lt;br /&gt;.... by my beloved sister. the extreme left row. (yeah, the wrinkled, crunched up ones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Sushi002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Sushi002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/Sushi003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/Sushi003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so this is the nicer presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was generally quite fun.(at first)&lt;br /&gt;making the first row was especially exciting.&lt;br /&gt;then the second row.&lt;br /&gt;and by the time i was doing the third row,&lt;br /&gt;it felt like i could continue til his kingdom comes&lt;br /&gt;and i would only be still stuffing cucumber into the rice and seaweed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by the way, its not that we made so few.&lt;br /&gt;it just happened that we kept eating while we were making it.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;real fun&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-114648625634604795?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/114648625634604795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=114648625634604795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114648625634604795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114648625634604795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-is-sushi-day.html' title='today is sushi day!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-114491300428640879</id><published>2006-04-13T18:59:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:40:46.538+12:00</updated><title type='text'>toilet-bowl day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DISCLAIMER No. 1:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this post is kinda graphic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you're doing any of these activities:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;drinking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hoping to get inspiration by reading this enlightening post&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or carrying your baby(!?!?!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while reading this post,i suggest you stop everything and read this first. if not, things might get kinda ugly....&lt;br /&gt;...and messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, what happens when you've got food poisoning and you have a nasty diarrhoea and you've to go in and out of the toilet the whole day and sometimes the flush doesn't flush like its supposed to? well, NO FEAR, i figured the top ten toilet flushing ways.&lt;br /&gt;take your pick:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. try again and flush it the normal way, silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. wait for the flush to stop making that DAMN IRRITATING flushing noise and flush again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. forget about it......and wait for your mother to scream at you when she chances upon it later.....then go flush it AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. flush it down with a pail of water.&lt;br /&gt;(highly encouraged!!! its the sane-est way.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. torture your family members by leaving it there til you parents finally call the plumber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. pay your sis (or bro) 5bucks to flush it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. try sweet talking the holy bowl to flush by itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. if that doesn't work, try shouting all kinds of obscenities that are in your vocab and threaten the damn bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. if it still doesn't flush, now try promising the holy bowl that you won't shit for the rest of the day. (but rem to consider that you're having a diarrhoea. so unless you like the constipated feeling, you better not try this. or your shit might come up &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the other way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;get what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. if all else fails,pray really really hard and hope that you'll get some enlightened revelation on how to flush it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DISCLAIMER No. 2:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;only the first four methods have been tried and tested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you therefore agree hereby that if you try any of the above methods and for any unforseen circumstance should it fail, you will not hold the author of this post liable to any responsibities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-114491300428640879?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/114491300428640879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=114491300428640879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114491300428640879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114491300428640879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/04/toilet-bowl-day.html' title='toilet-bowl day!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-114483373159242618</id><published>2006-04-12T21:20:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T21:23:56.363+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;everyone wants to go to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;heaven&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but not everyone wants to &lt;s&gt;die&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-114483373159242618?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/114483373159242618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=114483373159242618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114483373159242618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114483373159242618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/04/quote-of-day-everyone-wants-to-go-to.html' title=''/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-114422752842430040</id><published>2006-04-05T20:45:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T22:05:16.730+12:00</updated><title type='text'>my untitled post</title><content type='html'>It's wednesday already!&lt;br /&gt;I wonder which litttle birdy said time flies?&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, ystday, my cousin and I tried our luck at going swimming( yeah I know, in the midst of a not-supposed-to-be-rainy-but-it-is-still-raining season).&lt;br /&gt;But so much for nice weather for the first 4 laps. It was sunny, and I was hoping for a nice tan, AS USUAL.&lt;br /&gt;BUT JUST THEN, it started pouring like nobody's business. and did it stop?&lt;br /&gt;Hell no.&lt;br /&gt;Dang.&lt;br /&gt;So what do we do? we sit there like idiots and wait for the rain to stop.&lt;br /&gt;Smart eh?&lt;br /&gt;So by now you've got this burning question to ask, "HOW LONG DID YOU TWO WAIT?"&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;br /&gt;we waited from 3 to 430!&lt;br /&gt;I'm still quite sore about it.&lt;br /&gt;so much for sunny singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, by the way, here's the pic of the red gummy bears.&lt;br /&gt;I know it looks kinda (ok, VERY) obscene. but heck, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/red%20gummy%20bears!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="198" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/red%20gummy%20bears%21.jpg" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, photos posted here will appear a little blur, so u gotta click on it to see it clearly.&lt;br /&gt;(not that i doubt that any of you clever people reading will have any difficulty, but well, you never know rite.......)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s/ I will be constantly changing the songs here. So get used to it 'hon. [stop asking WHY WHY WHY] just **** ** *** read. GO FIGURE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-114422752842430040?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/114422752842430040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=114422752842430040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114422752842430040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114422752842430040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-untitled-post.html' title='my untitled post'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-114405422069586283</id><published>2006-04-03T20:50:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:41:39.613+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daph asked me a question that really got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;"Does everything happen for a reason?"&lt;br /&gt;The answer is YES.&lt;br /&gt;But why? I have no clue.&lt;br /&gt;Take for example my leaving soon. I would have to admit that when I first knew about it, which was about 4+ months ago, I was flabberghasted. Leaving had never occured as an option to me.I had practically grown up in YMM and the thought of leaving was 'morbid' to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I searched deeper, I realised that what was holding me back was not so much because I had to leave everything and everyone behind me,(don't get me wrong, I WILL miss u people.) but the fact that I was leaving my 'comfort zone'. Somewhere that I didn't have to always make the extra effort to meet new people. Somewhere that people already knew you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the stigma of starting all over again and being 'the new kid' struck me very hard. It was a matter of &lt;strong&gt;Pride vs. Reason&lt;/strong&gt;. Having to leave behind 7 years-and-counting of friendships is the toughest change that I have yet to experience. Having to leave behind everything that I have 'worked so hard to achieve' in YMM is also one of the toughest things for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And honestly, I'm still not quite over the "I'm-ready-to-make-this-move" phase yet. I still struggle with it every now and then. Yet, deep down I know that this is probably the right thing to do. And maybe one day, just one day, a few years from now, I'll look back and ask myself why I made such a big fuss to move. Of course I will also look back and say that these years in YMM have been one of the most fun and memorable ones. Albeit everyone may have moved on, some friendships broken, some forgotten, some still hanging there barely surviving,and possibly some still strong, memories will always be there to remind you that there was always something to be grateful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to daph's question, "Does everything happen for a reason?"&lt;br /&gt;My answer is still YES.&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe you ask, "Do you know what's your reason for leaving and can you guarantee that you'll be happy with this decision?"&lt;br /&gt;My answer is NO.&lt;br /&gt;Because I am taking a risk. But even then reframing my mindset does play a big part in this whole "do-I-really-have-to-move?" uncertainty. Occasionally when I am having one of those "I-am-depressed-so-please-piss-off" days, I always ask "WHY ME?".But then I remember: Everyone goes through their own struggles, their own disapointments,their own heartbreaks, their own secret pain. Things that they don't voice out. But things that they live with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who said life was fair? I beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s/ to daph, I hope this answers your question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-114405422069586283?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/114405422069586283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=114405422069586283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114405422069586283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114405422069586283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/04/daph-asked-me-question-that-really-got.html' title=''/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-114371182911932201</id><published>2006-03-30T21:30:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:42:17.622+12:00</updated><title type='text'>announcement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANNOUNCEMENT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey everybody reading,&lt;br /&gt;recently i've been bombarded with many questions.&lt;br /&gt;so to be fair, i guess i will just announce it here.&lt;br /&gt;My last day in ymm will be the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;25th of JUNE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just to assure the kind, caring, loving ppl(what would i do without u ppl)&lt;br /&gt;who are paranoid [you know who you are], listen up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I promise not to leave or disappear without saying anything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact i have just given you about 3month's notice.&lt;br /&gt;I know this is all very sudden and doesn't seem to make sense, but, it is not a rash decision.&lt;br /&gt;should you have any other questions (which i know u ppl have many), please come and ask me directly. sorry if i haven't really answered the questions beoing asked, cos honestly,&lt;br /&gt;i don't really know how to answer your questions and i don't know the answers myself either.&lt;br /&gt;It hasn't been easy and it won't be easy, but thanks to the many people who have made it much easier to bear with. (this sounds so drama.)&lt;br /&gt;anyways, thank you very much. i love u all. :)&lt;br /&gt;p.s/ this will be the last sad-sounding post. (except for the one on 25th june i guess)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-114371182911932201?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/114371182911932201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=114371182911932201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114371182911932201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114371182911932201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/03/announcement.html' title='announcement'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-114369633143230360</id><published>2006-03-30T17:20:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:42:42.474+12:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you thank you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;firstly, thank you kei! for helping me with this darn thing.&lt;br /&gt;just goes to show i'm not a "techie". haha&lt;br /&gt;but i'm still a little bit blur here and there.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,like i said, this is like some online house-warming.&lt;br /&gt;sooo...... officially, today is opening day! yay! *applaud please*&lt;br /&gt;excellent! so now that this is over and done with, happy reading!&lt;br /&gt;this article officially ends here. (right there at that full-stop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s/ you might see another post here later.&lt;br /&gt;that would mean i'm really bored.&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha. (btw, you're not supposed to be reading this. this post has expired.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-114369633143230360?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/114369633143230360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=114369633143230360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114369633143230360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114369633143230360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/03/thank-you-thank-you.html' title='thank you thank you!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24832157.post-114362417459823914</id><published>2006-03-29T21:10:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T18:01:31.294+13:00</updated><title type='text'>let the show begin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/1600/accsign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/2569/320/accsign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I started a blog that I doubt I'd keep. I can't rem who told me that I probably might stop updating after awhile. Who knows right? So, we'll see. =D&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24832157-114362417459823914?l=emm-ie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/feeds/114362417459823914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24832157&amp;postID=114362417459823914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114362417459823914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24832157/posts/default/114362417459823914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emm-ie.blogspot.com/2006/03/let-show-begin.html' title='let the show begin!'/><author><name>mie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775999711940756701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc_F2_1dygY/TMkyqe7hRII/AAAAAAAAARs/a87CSlB-kuk/S220/DSC00311.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
