<?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-9343328</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:53:26.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RoSes</title><subtitle type='html'>a place where i find a form of solace n tranquility hahaha i m just full of crap so crappy pple join the club</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111759473371781259</id><published>2005-05-31T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T19:58:53.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>holier than thou</title><content type='html'>watched boston public last night .. its either boston or some wacky taiwanese variety show .. i think i choose boston hands down . variety shows are interesting but can be perfectly lame n slapstick at times. its humour falls flat n is totally wasted on me. unless of course i m toatlly stressed n in dire need to unwind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the shows like boston, oc , smallville always seems to haf a msg.. its like touches on issues tt sets u thinking .. hmm this episode is bout this boy who claims to be a messenger of god n jesus .. apparently he s really holy n helped touched the lives of many students in the sch in the study room.. however , this particular teacher who lost faith in god frowned upon this n wanted the boy to stop watever he was doing though apparently he was really helping lots of pple cope with hteir lives n even the priest thinks his heart is in the right place. anyway the thing is  this big bully picked on him n beat him to a pulp ! APPARENTLY fights in this is sch arent uncommon n students usually haf to fend for themshelves n retaliate in order to protect themshelves. howver this boy didnt even lift a finger. there was no anger in him only pity in his eyes when he stared at the bully with a bleeding forehead n broken jaw n nose ... the teacher was stupped n asked him why didnt he fight back ... the boy did not ans him instead he held the teacher s hand  n said.. u lost ur faith.. but dun worry i m here now .. ( ok this might sound real psychotic when i narrate it like this but i assure u its nothing close to psychotic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; the thing is yea i believe in trying to be holy n all tt but to the point of being defenseless n not caring bout ur safety ?? hmm.. well maybe if its scheming n vicious rumours tt i can still endure n forgive but obviously i cant forget it. i mean things will change n may not be close friends anymore but i wont retaliate.. but this kind of physical bashing?? hmm i hope i ll never haf a chance to find out wat my rxn would be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111759473371781259?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111759473371781259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111759473371781259&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111759473371781259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111759473371781259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/05/holier-than-thou.html' title='holier than thou'/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111637708777437370</id><published>2005-05-17T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T17:44:47.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sth the angels gave me</title><content type='html'>just wanted to make a note here b4 i forget again so tt i ll sorta remmebver this for the rest of my life n be grateful for the rest of my life hhaha ok i m being melodrammatic again! will never forget the times zul n serene remind me of exams venue n timing b4 the actaul thign think its really thoughtful n sweet i mean who will actually remember to remind a blur person like me to come for exams at balh blah time n place??????????? goodness i was sosos touched haiz u gals really really made my day ........ ok think i ll get them to read this dun thnk they haf a habit of blogging n natty thanks so much for helping me publicise how blur i am ! and amy baby thanks for allthe sweet gd luck msges sent n yea u too mervina haha .. i was also really touched by the concern shown when i "lost " my notes at YIH hahha u guys really seacrch high n low for me (joo, amy n merv) really grateful for tt ... felt tt some pple really cared i guess this sorta suppis so impt to me at crucial exam times like these.............&lt;br /&gt;and such a coincidence the one who found them is jialun!!! hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. sth else tt really strikes me.. the other side of this dude i ve known since i stepped into uni. i really really think he s real nice now .. i mean i ve heard stuff tt are not so nice bout him since day 1 n that "playing with pples mind is his forte" n he heck cares bout all the admin related stuff tt he s suppt o do. nothing i heard about him is gd but then again i really didnt think he was tt bad just a bad habbit of doin tt i supp.. but but but ................... he s like a totally new person in my cca now .. he does admin work treats it seriously n comes for nearly every training really really i m just so inspired by his change it makes me really believe that the pple ard u all the goodness in the world tt surrounds u n pple treating u with sincerity can really change things n do a lot of gd.(ok i m starting to sound like a preacher n a crazed over-enthusiast of a manic do-good cult ) but get the point .. its like it really brought out the best in him ... real happy for tt seriously... my world of no political strife, no warring bitches.. all nice pple .. sth i help try to promote haah of course in a subtle way(pls dun picture me gg ard like a bitch police lecturing to gossipers bout the sins of the world!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111637708777437370?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111637708777437370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111637708777437370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111637708777437370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111637708777437370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/05/sth-angels-gave-me_17.html' title='sth the angels gave me'/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111637621434692077</id><published>2005-05-17T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T17:30:14.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sth the angels gave me</title><content type='html'>just wanted to make a note here b4 i forget again so tt i ll sorta remmebver this for the rest of my life n be grateful for the rest of my life hhaha ok i  m being melodrammatic again! will never forget the times zul n serene remind me of exams venue n timing b4 the actaul thign think its really thoughtful n sweet i mean who will actually remember to remind a blur person like me to come for exams at balh blah time n place??????????? goodness i was sosos touched haiz u gals really really made my day ........ ok think i ll get them to read this dun thnk they haf a habit of blogging n natty thanks so much for helping me publicise how blur i am ! and amy baby thanks for allthe sweet gd luck msges sent n yea u too mervina haha .. i was also really touched by the concern shown when i "lost " my notes at YIH hahha u guys really seacrch high n low for me (joo, amy n merv) really grateful for tt ... felt tt some pple really cared i guess this sorta suppis so impt to me at crucial exam times like these.............&lt;br /&gt;and such a coincidence the one who found them is jialun!!! hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. sth else tt really strikes me.. the other side of this dude i ve known since i stepped into uni. i really really think he s real nice now .. i mean i ve heard stuff tt are not so nice bout him since day 1 n that "playing with pples mind is his forte" n he heck cares bout all the admin related stuff tt he s suppt o do. nothing i heard about him is gd but then again i really didnt think he was tt bad just a bad habbit of doin tt i supp.. but but but ................... he s like a totally new person in my cca now .. he does admin work treats it seriously n comes for nearly every training really really i m just so inspired by his change it makes me really believe that the pple ard u all the goodness in the world tt surrounds u n pple treating u with sincerity can really change things n do a lot of gd.(ok i m starting to sound like a preacher n a crazed over-enthusiast of a manic do-good cult ) but get the point .. its like it really brought out the best in him ... real happy for tt seriously... my world of no political strife, no warring bitches.. all nice pple .. sth i help try to promote haah of course in a subtle way ! ( pls do not picture me gg ard like a bitch police  trying to lecture to gossiping grps bout the ills n sins of the world!) i hope it lasts ...... anyway i ll relish in it while it lasts !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111637621434692077?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111637621434692077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111637621434692077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111637621434692077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111637621434692077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/05/sth-angels-gave-me.html' title='sth the angels gave me'/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111637347908671124</id><published>2005-05-17T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T16:44:39.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i shall NOT do a one way traffic!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>had cheer pract yesterday it was the first time we re doing a full routine or rather getting started on one.. the coach made clear the commitment level expected from us fromt he start.. which is no less than 80 percent .. to me cheerleading is really fun i mean i m not crazy over it or anything but i really enjoy the sport no other strings attached .. i enjoy dancing, i love teamwork n interaction tt comes with it. i like doing stunts but i m so not into flying .. so its really every phy thing i enjoy all rolled into one.&lt;br /&gt;I thot i loved martial arts ok i used to love martial arts but looking back i realised it was really nothing short of a love hate relationship haha haiz. i like the stunts n kicks but i hate the discipline tt comes with it i mean this sort of discipline is the lone ranger kind it s theworst kind of discipline ever!practise alone get it down to a science alone i feel so deprived of company when during training .. in fact i joined martial arts in the first place cos i wanted to find a more "useful" alt to dancing. i thought dance was kinda useless but fun at first so i switched .. being practical as usual but i realised i did not enjoy it as much AND the muscles i get from martial arts not very appealing to say the least my leg muscles esp it took me a LONg time to get rid of them !&lt;br /&gt;now.. back to cheerleading... excited to make into the team but the thing is i do not want to be the one who s ultra super duper hyped up by onli one thing in my life which is cheerleading n gets ready to bounce off the walls whenever im ont he topic! ok i mean ..... in sec sch i would be like tt whatever is happening within my life at tt time i would be soso into it 100 percent n drive friends crazy by gushing ranting over it.. hmm think tts not the way it shld be... i shouldnt neglect other aspects of my life like the taekwondo camp i m supp to help out with ! die.......... n shld i be councilor for engine camp ???? or engine o week??? sounds tempting.... n oh ya my jobbb i ve yet to contact the solid works person haizzzzzzzzz i realised i closed up too much during yr one like i m so afraid o flunk&lt;br /&gt;(which was a huge n grave concern) and i just neglected all my friends n avoided making new friends cos i felt i just had no time for them waht a silly gal .. i think everyone is a social creature n needs to interact with pple to keep their sanity in check . since upper sec i love meeting pple n is a die hard chatterbox.. n never extremely gd at studies .. think i score higher points at entertaining pple&lt;br /&gt;wat a sad thing haha i think i was gg against the forces of nature to reverse tt trend. anyway now i think ill just do the necessary like keepin my job to earn my keep (earning $4 per hr is hardly earning my keep i m more ex than tt!) but due to cheer pract i ve little options i need a flexi job ...for me to keep to my commitments most of the time .. n my next responsibility tkd camp........ n then conc on trying to enjoy them haha i ll enjoy cheer but will try to do other stuff well too so i wont rant on n on bout cheer n do a one way traffic without the traffice lights again..&lt;br /&gt;wat chirsty chung said is true the key iot happiness in life is not about reading the dai lama its about balance...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111637347908671124?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111637347908671124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111637347908671124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111637347908671124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111637347908671124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-shall-not-do-one-way-traffic.html' title='i shall NOT do a one way traffic!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111594873026859511</id><published>2005-05-12T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T18:45:30.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a difference great friends make</title><content type='html'>21st b dae came n gone it was the a celebration of friendship n love sth thats priceless n no amt of dancing n hard partying can buy .. the warmth of my family bdae dinner at marriot!! the pressies tt came haha ..it was coincidental tt my best pal also celeb hers there with her friends, the sweet effort of my uni friends from all walks of engine(i mean how many pple would actaully put a box of strawberries n choc with a candle in the middle of the streets with party hats on their heads ! hahaah oh my must haf looked a sight! i realise the box of strawberries must haf made them look even more cock !! hahah but it was so sweet i lurrrrrve strawberries!  n the sweetness of my three precious babes the free shopping trip!! yea! more imptly the quality time spent with them... oh n lastly free movie with fred after watching kym ng at jurong pt on sun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111594873026859511?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111594873026859511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111594873026859511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111594873026859511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111594873026859511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/05/difference-great-friends-make.html' title='a difference great friends make'/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111594497032392303</id><published>2005-05-12T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T17:42:50.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wat do u make of???</title><content type='html'>how  do u tell someone really cares for u ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat do u make of the one who tells u sweet things n does silly n actually rather stupid actions ?&lt;br /&gt;do u think tt is lasting?i dun think so.. so then, do u shun him? but then again its never for certain if this is lasting or not unless u like him too n give it a shot ..&lt;br /&gt;this guy is a die heart romantic one who believes in giving his lady the best he could n would go to great extent to please her sth like the dead n gone species of the medival kinght in shinning armour&lt;br /&gt; i think... do anything but, dun raise his hopes ..dun take advantage of the naive...&lt;br /&gt;then again .. does it necessarily mean he s naive??&lt;br /&gt;maybe... maybe not.. but one thing s for sure ..my heart is definitely not with him ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat do u make of the one who loves u unconditionally, is not romantic but does little stuff (impt stuff)  not to show he cares, but, does them because he really cares..? is my heart with him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat do u make of the one who has many faces n shows a different side to different pple , who is smooth n experienced...one who is definitely a player .. u dun wan to play his game but ...are u game enough to handle such an aquiantance? then u wonder .. do these pple ever settle down ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat do u make of the one who subtlely  cares, makes life easy for u (n i mean MUCH easier) treats u lunch maybe bordering between friends n acquaintance.. however u re but tongue - tied not really becos he makes ur heart pound rather u re afraid of offending the person in question n u dun really dig into wat he bellieves so every word outta ya mouth will be like a curse in his face..but he s a nice fellow .. however in watever sense u remain ever grateful but a little guilty all the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls out there if ur heart is free n could belong to anyone which would u choose to marry if u had the choice and which will u date?? hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last question:&lt;br /&gt;what do i make of myself? how can i be void of feelings is this how grown ups feel i turned 21 onli to realise some things .. i m no longer the gal who is easily touched my heart is no longer easily won .. i m no longer the 19 yr old who is gets infatuated easily (i mean tts supp to be gd) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i no longer haf groups of galfriends who loves watching gd looking guys coyly at one corner n whispering among ourshelves .. we were never the bold n loud sort (came from a cheena sec sch seems like the gals there are really shy n procrastinate a lot (sometimes it really got on my nerves cos so indecisive !!! n wait for other s to make decisions tts  y i m always the one making decisions realise tt was bad 2 yrs ago cos i was used to doing wat I wanted to do n grew to expect pple would take up my lead .. bad bad habbit but since then think i ve grown to be more sensitive n considerate to wat others want... ok digression!)but still the teenage heart is ever vunerable we would never go up to get to know them never but would hope in our little pounding hearts they would notice us .. haha it was like an unspoken rule .. onli get to know guys if they approach u not the other way round cos its not ladylike hahahah i thought it was so sexist n was iindignant but well i did not want to be the odd one out .. anyway those little galfriends of mine they grew up to be my best friends .. one of them just wanted to find her true love n get married n setle down but alas it was not to be.. ohh she met many guys alright they came knocking on her door  BUT the guys she met are atrocious!!! i was FURIOUS but i guess she learnt her lesson the hard way.. n she changed .. two major changes took place in her n i m glad to be with her when they took place however, i m so sorry i wasnt exactly there for her busy with jc busy with nus but i hope i ll be a better friend... first change, she learnt tt she shouldnt depend on guys totally n friends are very impt .. next stage.. some fundamentals of her beliefs changed n she knows the difference bout being bitter bout guys n now she adopts a positive mentality n knows tt wat she wants is to balance career n family with someone who loves her n she loves .. its not easy to achieve a seemingly simple thing like this but i know she deserves the best n we ll look out for each other..(dun get me wrong! i ve nothing agianst guys! i m not the "all guys are bastards n women in the world unite ! " )kinda person .. i just believe anyone can make a mistake n we should be positive bout it n be aware of it too ..&lt;br /&gt;how do u know u really really love someone? i know pple shld care for each other but .. heres antoher issue&lt;br /&gt;do u prefer someone who cares for everyone n anyone mr nice guy&lt;br /&gt;or a onli care for my gf n others i m not obliged to do anything kind of adoring bf??&lt;br /&gt;which do most gals prefer? the 1s type well some may feel u re sharing him&lt;br /&gt;the sec one well wat say u??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111594497032392303?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111594497032392303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111594497032392303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111594497032392303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111594497032392303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/05/wat-do-u-make-of.html' title='wat do u make of???'/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111560855447135950</id><published>2005-05-08T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T19:51:16.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kingdom of heaven .. a seemingly boring show at first turns out to be one which has given me new insight to life n has reaffirm my beliefs in certain issues. I'll start on the more trivial aspect of the movie.. Orlando Bloom is SOOOOOOOO CUUTTE ok not in an elfish golden haired way, this time ard he is potrayed in a more manly fashion with his nicely shaped goatee n wavy hair. He cuts a rugged yet gentlemanly figure which makes him give the vibes of a knight and not a barbarian. Eva Green is RAVISHING. She is so beautiful, her eyes are mesmerising, in my opinion, she has an innocent yet alluring look that underlies a certain wisdom that is beyond her years. haha what a paradox. Anyway, both of them remind me of two people I am acquianted with, especially Eva Green..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said about the eye candy onscreen, I really think wat the movie has to depict is very inspiring n has tugged my heart strings..It reminded me of the stuff I have infered from the Da Vinci code by Dan Brown. The weighty issues about the Catholic church and the guarding of the holy grail by the templer knights. Anyway , talking bout htis , channel news asia is having a programme shown on twelve may i thnk bout the da vinci code n holy grail. So interesting! i hope to catch it now trying to figure out how to record it ..&lt;br /&gt;Each time a land is to be conquered, those who wage war to claim lands always justify it a being a will o f god and it is their "holyland" .. all these are just excuses .. the simple truth is tt it is another quest for land n food n water ... the noble notions just serve one purpose to glorify the warriors who fought n bring glory to the conqueror..there is no kinder way to put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actaully if one looks deeper into the show, (ok i m not implying i m deep but this is just what i inferred) one could tell tt the show is depicting the war bet terrorists n the so called "civilised world". Saladin the turban headed dude sounds uncannily like bin ladin. Makes you wonder whether the crusuaders of the past were the civilised ones or terrorists. they all have one thing in common that is they seek, conquer n destroy lives n property in the name of god ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, guess one has to live life without letting material ambitions get into their heads and do the necessary first.. necessary meaning like get a job so as to earn ya own keep tt kinda thing other ambituions lie rising to some post all will let nature takes its course as long as one does a gd job tts enough cos all the material stuff inthe world has no value when judgement day comes its the soul u ll have to keep forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went jurong pt to watch the show aft checking outta hall .. in the perfect ten, the theme was the most ravishing figure n the woman who won it well it was really really the most touching scene she was 31 n had a child the boy was quite big like 8 or 7 when pple started voting for her wow she was deeply touched n crying when her husband cried for where i stood  i could see that their hearts were as one n they felt what each other felt it  was sth onli they could fully understand. as onlookers u can just admire the scene n glad ur e part of it. the 1st runner up was this beijing 26 yr old  gal with huge boobs size e cup woiw but she s very slimmm seriosuly.. n tall n fair .. n they really had a way with words her bf n her really entertaining haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. better jot down my hols journal b4 i froget like a memory..&lt;br /&gt;day 0ne shopping with yellow chick n jooojjoo&lt;br /&gt;day two move stuff frm hall still duno wat to do with my bks though&lt;br /&gt;3. labour day went out with kiddo to look for job n had THE lunch&lt;br /&gt;4. started work i think&lt;br /&gt;5. met dearest preciosu ling n fred&lt;br /&gt;6. work again interesting things happen ..&lt;br /&gt;7. jiali 's party at night n cheer the next day&lt;br /&gt;8. cheer n work damn tired&lt;br /&gt;9. the ay is history went marriot n met a bahamas fellow so interesting&lt;br /&gt;10. work n learn stuff on the job&lt;br /&gt;11. bdae!! real touched by friends who remebered n msged me they mean so much to me thnaks guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111560855447135950?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111560855447135950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111560855447135950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111560855447135950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111560855447135950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/05/kingdom-of-heaven.html' title=''/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111525244270303191</id><published>2005-05-04T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T18:13:39.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-believe in humanity-</title><content type='html'>its three days into my 3mth long hols.. still scouting for my dream holiday job at a garage heheh besides hanging out in town every other day at least durimg this hols i got myself a job so things are kinda diff n i really dun buy any unnecessary stuff n slurge money like water.. these 2 factors enables me to go easy on my conscience though i go out almost everyday at least i m still responsible cos sorta earning my own keep haha its a pyschological thing.. anyway gg out with friedns n interacting with pple has reminded me n given me further insight on how "ugly" some pple can be.. their moral values are questionable to put it mildly and the most disturbing thing is that they re nonchalant about it and treat it as part n parcel of life.. these pple really got major issues man .. ok maybe their mindset n their shocking behaviour that they exhibit may be attributed to their environment and the line of biz sometimes i dunno wat to make out of the situation. i feel tt these pple are not necessarily all out bad they re misguided in a major way. actually "misguided" encompasses a broad spectrum of undesirable behaviour. I feel tt its one thing to haf desires n another thing to cooerce n tempt others with promises into doing sth immoral due to one's own selfishness. its precisely this aspect tt sickens me .. fine! nobody is perfect n some are more wayward than others but its so selfish n wrong to influence others who are still very much vunerable into making a mistake he/she might regret for the rest of their lives. This i feel is the epitome of selfishness and it is this tts makes me disappointed.. and sometimes the more i see of such things he more i feel tired n the more i lose faith in humanity ..&lt;br /&gt;personally, based on the concept of tolerance n acceptance, i think tt an immoral lone ranger is really far more forgivable than an immoral conqueror. i feel tt this selfish species is akin to an epidemic. its really hard to respect these pple n work with them or even look them straight in the eye..the "robinhood" in me is just dying to surface n say "i know wat u did!! how could u live with urself !! tsk tsk !!! " bu i know tts so not wise and stupid and yes i admit naive and ok fine! childish is a better word. i mean this entry is not meant to chatise these grp of immoral conquerors it is to discuss n analyse them n try to understand them a little more since i m so clueless to why they enjoy doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, there is but one particular type of behaviour which i m still trying my best to come to terms with.. n that is pple who like playing mind &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=games" target="_blank"&gt;games&lt;/a&gt; n get a kick outta it for now, {like i said i m trying my best to tolerate this} i really cannot stand it when someone trys to use persuasion skills to VEHEMENTLY persuade one into doin something she/he wants. that is SO selfish .. somehow whenever this behaviour is exhibited if the victim were me, i would instinctively apply newton's 3rd law n be on defensive mode n it ll show all over my face. n if the person trys too hard like a potential murderer with a &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Knife" target="_blank"&gt;knife&lt;/a&gt; hidden beneath a smiley face i would really just say sth out front n then keep silent n next day avoid the person like a disease.. i mean i feel tt its better than trying to play a game of words with hidden meanings and controlled facial expressions n see who will emerge winner out of this game n i know one of the tactics commonly uised is the player is not getting anywhere near his destination is putting u down n making fun of u tt is just so low.. ok some pple who likes things to go their way does it unconsiously n tt is definitely forgivable n one shld just remind them when they re at it. i think for this grp of pple i shld really learn to bear with it n try to master the art of telling them w/o embarrassing them if theyre my friends but for those who does it knowingly man ! u shld really reflect on urself! i mean i really pity them they dun get satisfaction out of the better things in life n are happy when they re stepping allover other pple this i feel is a perverse sense of pleasure n in this lifetime one is doom to be surrounded by feelings of animosity n be deprived of the joy found in sincerity n the warmth of self sacrificing friendship .. tt is very pitiful i just cannot feel an once of sympathy for these pple only pity haiz .. at least for the lone ranger who commits sins i can try to understand them n sometimes sincerely try to help them using gd influence i mean everyone makes mistakes maybe to them its no longer a mistake it has become a lifestyle i mean i ve some major bad points too n its a lifelong task to cope with them.for the sinful conqueror welli do feel sad for them cos i m sure all these stem from the insecurities n perhaps they had their own fair share of bad exp n stopped believing in humanity. at least with these pple u can still find a few redeeming qualities n as long as u stand ur ground n when talking to them try to offer a new insight into an alternative lifestyle n show them how beautiful life can be even if u re not selfishly trying to influence others to get wat u want.. its ultimately one's own choice i mean tts the whole point of freewill but u can certainly give a new perspective though it may bot be easy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however the mind players i still cannot cometo terms with this oh dear i really cant control my expressions n emotions when it comes to this sometimes u just so tempted to give them a taste of their own medicine (more like poison) but i know if i do tt i would become sth i loathed the most n how ironic will tt be! i guess i guess i ll just haf to avoid them for now till i can deal with them in a not so childish way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway , sometimes the things u hear n see esp in the outside world outside the safe grey buildings of nus engine is so frightening n surreal i mean  i SERIOUSLy had no idea such pple exisisted ok now i m making them seem like a new breed of species n alienating them. ok i ve heard of such pple thru magazines like cleo n her world n seen such pple in drama series.. but personally knowing such pple never! i mean after my a levels during the hols ive met quite a bit of new peeps n explored ard quite a bit n learnt a few lessons in life .. now as i m growing up into adulthood i realise tt true there are such ple who mask their undesirable motives under a facade and they want u to believe a certain way about them. but i refuse to give in i refuse to believe tt is the onli way to survive n go far in this world .. i would rather remain a pauper all my life than to give up my believe in the finer non material things in life inthe process i would hang on to my believe in humanity cos thats the onli thing tt gives u hope n the world doesnt seem so dreary after all ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111525244270303191?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111525244270303191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111525244270303191&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111525244270303191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111525244270303191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/05/believe-in-humanity.html' title='-believe in humanity-'/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111487807402665360</id><published>2005-04-30T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T09:21:14.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>freedom never tasted soo sweett</title><content type='html'>end of exams was celebrated with a bang ! it ended with a birthday song dedicated to jimmy in a chorus of very very loud vvoices he had a whole audience in mpsh to witness his celebration .... finally the end but all of us were so drained and tired at the end of the paper.. we were torn betweeen slping n gg to town.... but most of us were not dressed to go to town hahah i was mismatched as usual n joo was in her glasses as she did not slp the whole night!!!!but we could resist it no longer n hitched a ride in jimmy s vehicle which he dented when trying to park! his doggie loofy was also one of the passengers! the dog is sooooooooooooooo cute kawaii n wat a BABY ! hereally is one pet dying for affection my god he licked all over my FACE when i was carrying him while jimmy drives aaaahh i was screaming in th ecar while joo n amy laughed their heads off ! too bad my hp batt empty if not i cld haf taken pics of him... me, joo, amy shopped at taka today n we took 4 whole hourss the guess bags are sooo nice ok way beyond budget but other bags cant hold a candle to them ... i think i better get a job if i wanna enjoy my holss we wanted to catch a movie buttttttt the timing too late i haven watched one since cny!! pathetic me i ve no life ok correction as clement said THIS is my life noww anyway was satisfied for the day............. slp i need it badly tmr gg orchard to find a job there hehe then i can window shop everyday ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111487807402665360?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111487807402665360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111487807402665360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111487807402665360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111487807402665360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/04/freedom-never-tasted-soo-sweett.html' title='freedom never tasted soo sweett'/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111405328012973506</id><published>2005-04-20T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T20:14:40.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a tribute to tv channel 5</title><content type='html'>i ve always loved the oc, smallville, csi miami , dark angel, last time it used to be buffy the vamp slayer , friends... now in addition i love reality tv amazing race the list goes on n on .. after a fedback test weeks ago i spent the entire night watching tv on 5.. i felt so so deprived .. i manged to catch csi!!n i saw a few new shows tt were really quite nice one is to dot with a psychic babe helping dead pple hmm sounds like some one i actually know .. hahah i always thought these shows were really interesting and they potray the lives of pple in another country something so different frm my world.. it makes me wanna live aboard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was a kid hated sesame street thot the stuff they were trying to teach were pretty lame n the programme was going at such a slow pace.. i used to think cant they talk faster i m falling asleep alr! the show has diff segments n the part with the count i assumed was supp to teach kids maths but i really couldnt stand his slow n perfectly timed laughter ...äh ah ah ah"but i watched it anyway cos i wanted to see Elmo make his appearance i thot the red monster was so darn cute!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;local shows like triple nine hahaah well the onli reason i watched was to supp local artiste like wong lilin n james lye.. i thot everthing sucked when u compare it with shows like bay watch, NYPD blue ... but i have to say the current local shows have much more substance n i watch them not entirely cos of the eye candy they offer on screen .. the chase is nice ... but i still think channel eight is doing quite a lot better than channel five in terms of tv series .. think singapore film makers succeed at war films, potrayal of the 1960s or comedy sitcoms pretty well. think they still haf to work on action packed shows its not really convincing enough yet .. maybe it has sth to do with singapore itself?? cos we know such stuf dun really happen n wat is potrayed looks phony n pathetic? in comparison with other countries with their notorious mafia bosses n high tech syndicates .. the wanted criminal in singapore is most likely to be some crazy uncle or ah beng loan shark king in geylang ???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111405328012973506?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111405328012973506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111405328012973506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111405328012973506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111405328012973506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/04/tribute-to-tv-channel-5.html' title='a tribute to tv channel 5'/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111380980069928583</id><published>2005-04-18T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T00:36:40.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>great! the other half of my post is all gone!!!!!! pissed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111380980069928583?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111380980069928583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111380980069928583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111380980069928583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111380980069928583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/04/great-other-half-of-my-post-is-all.html' title=''/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111380947869940746</id><published>2005-04-18T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T00:31:18.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wat a day.... just got back my fluids test from xiaoling ok not too bad considering the fact tt the first question was lifted straight off from the text! i guess my foresight&lt;br /&gt;has saved me n jimmy n joo some marks more than half actually!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess in life one has to seek contentment.. in a certain sense.. wat nick related to me the other day during lecture really made sense to me now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is his story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;year one.. he used to be someone ambitious academically n socially and has the urge to keep on improving his grades.. in his quest for such pursuits.. he felt stressed up n empty .. n unsatisfied..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now.. he has somewhat lost interest in these material things in life n settled for sth more spiritually enriching.. tt has eventually made him a better friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this brings to mind :&lt;br /&gt;the complexities of ambitious pple .... being ambitious is a double-edged sword for one would be admired for their drive but in another sense, being ard them can be overbearing if u re an unfortunate soul who is viewed as a potential competitor ..&lt;br /&gt;to some of them life itself is a competition where not emerging tops in any segment of the competition is suffering a fate worse than death(ok i m exaggerating but get the point)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are overly ambituious pple necessarily stress inducers which by their innate competitiveness has make them insufferable due to the fact tt they re forever competing with others in watever whichever sense ... ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used to hate this competitiveness tt seems so rife&lt;br /&gt;being an onli child i ve to compete with no one in the same sense i had no one to play with so i was forever self entertained n lost in my own world n self exploring my own persona..just like how i ended up talkin to an "imaginery friend" ok he/she/it is gone right now so i m NOT suffering from schizophrenia! which is a mental condition exhibited by a certain mathematical genius.. N nobel laurate.. John Nash.. he was potrayed in the movie a beautiful mind.. not exactly a blockbuster but very very inspiring.. the scene of him scribling the mathematical fromula on the window seems all too familiar when i look at my tutorial strewn on my table hahah ok fine i admit&lt;br /&gt;i m in love with his brain n hope to haf a teeny weeny bit of it n hoping against hope tt i at least exhibit some of tt mathematicl genius&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111380947869940746?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111380947869940746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111380947869940746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111380947869940746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111380947869940746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/04/wat-day.html' title=''/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111370372339282975</id><published>2005-04-16T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T19:08:43.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so cute amy n her untidy table... a typical scene at engine during study period.. pple even camp there n slp there god! so scary its like there are pple in this world who can really mug 24/7  i wonder wat fuel they run on i seriously dun mind trying it out........&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/50/Copy%201%20of%20Image064.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/200/Copy%201%20of%20Image064.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111370372339282975?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111370372339282975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>just read the newpaper bout the NUS team led by prof seah kar heng ( my fundamental mech lecturer) to build this automobile from scratch  to race in the competition.. so cool.....every night in raffles hall i hear the engine of the racer running... calling to me... i think anthony is in the team ... i  wanted to sign up for it last sem but, i think i m not gd enough n my results arent tt fantastic either if  one is not gd enough think be kicked out ta the team n there goes my time n energy  ... every day i see them at pavillion testing n working hard on the design of the car.. how i wishhhhh .... i think it ll be fun to work under seah  he s so darn entertaining in his lectures a true blue singaporean prof who s smart he makes us the singaporean engineer wanna-bes who are among his audience proud.. be en having so many foreign profs teaching in wierd accents...too bad there isnt an auto industry in singapore .. its been my dream since sec 2 to build an environmentqal friendly powerful car haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway this brings to mind  a part time  job i m desperately lookng for aft my exams.. the article has given me inspiration to find a part time job as a car mechanic assisstant like do anything from help change tyres to change a part of the car... hmmmm but i doubt anyone would hire me!! but then again i wld love to find a part time job tt allows me to interact with pple maybe at some manicure shop as the cleaner or hair salon as the hair washer or in some shop at the make up counter , or maybe at a beauty salon as a" massager " ..anything in the fashion n beauty industry then i ll get to interact n talk to pple !! or maybe i could  try out bar tending seems fun after watching coyote ugly but i think bar tender onli applies to night clubs .. so sad! i wonder if anyone needs a bartender at some smoke free place tt lots of pple frequent n onli operates in the day cos i want to slp at night!n think my mum will kill me if i reach hme at 4am everynight. way past bed time ...&lt;br /&gt;speaking of bartending my friend from jc, shes a china scholar n is in biz fac now in nus she s bartending part time even during sch days boy i really think engine modules really take up a LOT A LOT  of time..she told me a lot of pple in biz are also into bartending part time at mohammed sultan.. she asked me to join her at crazy elephant but i think she s crazy.. i mean working hrs so late n loud music n smoke so detrimental to one's physical n mental well being ok fine i sound like a prude n i m not exaclty tt saintly i love dancing n loud music but i cant stand working n listening to loud music 24 7  , n i HATE smoke  esp 2nd hand smoke it makes me irritated n sleepy n i dun drink period .. peeps who went clubbing with moi b4 would understand.. when i get thirsty which is really often i would head to the toilet n drink tap water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings to mind another issue .. clubbing .. the 2nd last time i went was to this awful place which played onli brazilian music near orchard emerald .. it was during the orientation week bash.. which was around 3/4 yr ago .. haha the onli thing i liked bout it was the fact tt my pals are all there n we re having a crazy time together ok i think some pple really got crazy tt night n i led three high on alcohol gals to the toilet which was very far away ...the 3 crazy drunk ladies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last time was last hols just after our last paper thermodynamics.. me, abel , jj went to devil's bar carrying our big sch bags along n me in my shippers n clip in the hair think we looked rather outta place haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered i was out with this guy friend of mine who s younger than thou n thinks smokin is cool he tries to puff out in the other direction away from me but somehow tt guy is smart enough to choose a direction in which the wind was blowing in my face.. it was a horrible 2hr conversation at coffee bean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had enough of stupid office work last hols cant talk n haf to do so many brainless mundane work utterly boring!!! n in sales sure u get to talk to pple but pple dun want to talk to u ! jimmy once commented tt the stuff i want in life so different .. i like engineering stuff (though i m not gd at it) the oily dirty stuff where u face machines n maths all day without anyone disturbing u and on the other hand i lurvve to talk to pple n i like nice clothes, intrigued by hair, make-up tt sorta stuff.. hmm i still cant decide wat i want to work as during my 3 mth hols ok i still need to get past my exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt also brings to mind my future career path n the life i want to lead shld set goals to achieve... i dun wanna`be 30 n  still lost trying to find myself ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111322912436007809?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111297482740365033</id><published>2005-04-08T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T08:40:27.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha this is the epitome of creativity ok jj  u re the winner of the "creative pics produced by stressed pple" award&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/50/Image058.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/50/Image058.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111297474791981060</id><published>2005-04-08T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T08:39:07.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>funny shots taken at the sinful 2 HR lunch break at arts canteen pple under high tensile stress getting creative for the camera&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/50/Image057.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/50/Image057.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111297408022369497</id><published>2005-04-08T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T08:28:00.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thinking bout gowns n make up yup i guess i really do rather enjoy gg to functions n dressing up but the real bonding friendship fun comes it getting ready for the whole event hahah gg shopping trying on new gowns colour aft colour .. n having fun at it playing hide n seek in the fitting rooms.. something i noticed each time some friend of mine is gg to some other guy's commissioning ball mostly they ll offer to pay for the dress n then the gal will happily go shop n get prepared with her gal friend this phenomena reminds me of this romance novel i read "tender is the storm" the lady would spend the whole day getting ready for a ball n then her future beau will onli see the end product then they ll spend less than 6 hrs getting to know each  other! the ratio of her getting pretty n ready does not justify! hmm i ll rather the couple get shop for a gown together n do the prep stuff together think tts the crucial bonding period &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/50/Image054.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/50/Image054.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111297408022369497?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111297305693179034</id><published>2005-04-08T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T08:10:56.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/Image055.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/400/Image055.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first success DIY attempt at make up FINALLY got it right no more bugging friends for help if i need make up on ! still remmeber during jc prom night i had to trouble dearest sweetest angelic angela n shermaine to come to swissotel and squeeze in the the small tiny room i share with all of my CG1601 classmates to help me make up after learning a thing or two from them i decided to try it on poor furfur who s face suffered a terrible fate under my hands she had dark eye bags n i used dark brown eye shadow and applied a thick layer on her eye lids somehow it matched her dark eye bags ... so sad! she look punched in both eyes ! poor gal and i thot the colour matched her skirt ... the next attempt was during Rude'sw commissioning ball fur fur was my victim yet again .. this time the coulor was better but! i think i wasnt aware of the break line for the eye shadow n went over board for one eye .. then it looked like i plasted glittery glue on one lid darn! oh furball pls dun say u re sorry to be my friend at least the red gown we bought together at tangs looks great! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111288693447578080</id><published>2005-04-07T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T08:15:34.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was lookin thru my bdae calendar.. goodness so many april babies .................&lt;br /&gt;this brings to mind once again the 21st bdae celeb . exams end on 30 th april so my bdae is like ten days from the end of exams its like a celebration but i seriously think tt all tt crap bout a beach party at sentosa n playing beach volleyball n swimming in the sea n then playing in the sand n maybe playing catching on the small island.. then evening comes we all will chill at the beach bar deco with tea lights n stuff with nice music n dance or talk till morn .. will most prob never materialise.. firstly, think i ve to book a tentage on the beach in order to do tt n i real lazy to find out how to go about doing it n stuff n i bet it ll cost a bomb i mean ok i cld settle for the conventional bdae party dinner but i guess i wont really enjoy tt i like it when celebrations consists of stuff to do n play ... not onli to eat n sit n drink n eat .. sorry to disappoint peeps so  i guess no more beach party .. i think  i wont hold any celeb of any kind too much stress n planning think i ll rather sit this one out n plan out the rest of my 3 mth hols .. i think i need a job&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111288693447578080?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111288693447578080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111288693447578080&amp;isPopup=true' 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#000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/400/Image127.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey joo over msn u mention u were curious bout the aftermath of my facial well this is the end result tadaaaaaaaa.... ok fine not tt clear but careful examination wouold haf to wait till monday&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111245691973869975?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111245691973869975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/Copy%201%20of%20Image117.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a very very rare day where the curls actually retain its shape so decided to dress up a little nicer for sch tt day n a few pics wont hurt to commemerate my nice curls haha &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/9343328-111245661825254454?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111245640120921909</id><published>2005-04-02T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T07:40:01.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/Image094.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/400/Image094.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat a beautiful place&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111245640120921909?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111245626592821756</id><published>2005-04-02T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T07:37:45.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/Image113.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/400/Image113.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;children of peace on gd friday ... i felt like  a snipper on the prowl to secretly take a pic of them&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111245615863933188</id><published>2005-04-02T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T03:44:08.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/Image116.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my messy room which resembles a war zone stressed up over fluid test  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111243086262240939</id><published>2005-04-02T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T00:34:22.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hopes</title><content type='html'>i want sth in life ! &lt;br /&gt;I m still not sure wat it is but i intend to find out for myself ..&lt;br /&gt;its not gonna be easy its never easy for anybody but i ll get thru it&lt;br /&gt;i ll not waste my life away with drugs and cigarrettes&lt;br /&gt;i ll not base my dreams on false hopes&lt;br /&gt;i ll lead life with a sincere heart&lt;br /&gt;i ll find my happiness&lt;br /&gt;n try help those whom i cross path with find their happiness too&lt;br /&gt;i love being around pple, not really machines, but they arent tt bad&lt;br /&gt;i m still not sure if i want to be an engineer which was my dream since 14&lt;br /&gt;but i ll work hard for my degree&lt;br /&gt;i want to make my parents proud&lt;br /&gt;i ll try to be a better friend&lt;br /&gt;i ll try to make more effort&lt;br /&gt;if there's one regret i ve in life it is the promise i made and broke to this old lady in lion's home..&lt;br /&gt;the promise was a packet of chicken rice&lt;br /&gt;which i failed to deliver&lt;br /&gt;i had three dollars ready it made me feel enpowered to be able to fulfil someone's wishes however, my phy teacher forbid it as it would be unfair n i had to buy for everyone in the home&lt;br /&gt;suddenly the three dollars in my wallet seems so small n insignificant&lt;br /&gt;just like me&lt;br /&gt;i never went back&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt&lt;br /&gt;i didnt catch her name&lt;br /&gt;it happened 3 yrs ago but i ll never forget it.....&lt;br /&gt;exams in 3 weeks&lt;br /&gt;i hope it ll be diff this time ..&lt;br /&gt;i hope i ll do better&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111242809152250618</id><published>2005-04-01T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T23:48:11.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>break free if onli for a while</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;On fri, i had a f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;acial appt at lucky plaza &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;e short trip to orchard  made me feel so happy n carefree if onli for a while ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt; The entire facial exp which i decided to try out lasted for 3whole precious hours!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; so in the end i onli had a lousy one hour to window shop n admire the nice clothes n everything..then i ve to walk to the taka bus stop to squeeze into 106.. the trip back no free transport haha.. *sigh** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;Orchard has changed quite a lot since the last time ive been there... now everything is so so so so so preetty... the window display so creative n inviting.. the dresses so nice n summery, the new type of short jackets tt look cut off at the end looks so interesting!! wanted to try them on but alas if i do tt i ll have no time to visit wisma n tangs n far east .. I think the shoppers ard me must think i m one wierdo. as i was walking past the mirror at tangs i din realise i had this dreamy look n buck teeth smile on my face. i mean who could blame me the array of shoes.. nice bagsss n cute dresses ok even though i cant indulge in retail therapy due to financial limits i still feel happy by just looking at them its enough to bring me a certain kind of satisfaction..a contentment which made me have a silly smile on my face hahaha ok i understand some may think i m just being melodramaticbut i m not and ya its true tt i really really love shopping n lookin at pretty things n analysing them in detail.. so far i ve not really found my shopping compatriot in NUS.. I guess i know shengfang, xling loves shopping but i think i m 10 times worse than them. i can just spend 2 hours in one shopping gg thru everything, analysing them one by one.. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;during chinese new year i want shoopping my my new year clothes with me peeps well they were really really patient cos i take a a rather long time to piece everything together.. i think i trust joon x ling taste n jj but jimy its a no way hahah cos he really has funny taste for clothes i mean u could tell when u look at him hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;however, one of the rare pple i  do in depth analysis  with is my bestest friend of all angela aww!! She's someone who i can do exactly tt with.. i remembered this day we went shopping in raffles city n there was a barbie doll fair so pretty! we spent the whole day there sharing our in depth analysis from the proportion to the eye colour to the hair and the overall effect it exudes.. and inn betw i would share with her this article from national geography on aesthtics and the study this grp of experts did the golden ratio... n try to apply it on the barbie dollies.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;when i entered jc so sad to realise no one shared my passion" hahah fur fur loathed shopping to the core.!! she thinks it s a real waste of time shes a real impressive shopper in the other sense. I think she really  gives new meaning to the word speed shopping. Her shopping is " ok carol lets do this in a effective way lets start from this corner  as its easier to go thru row by row instead of columnwise" the next thing i know i wouold be trailing behind her as she effectively skim the rack of clothes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;at constant velocity .. goodness i felt tt i was part of th econveyor belt in some new concept fashion factory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;The onli time i truly enjoyed shopping during J1 was when we were trying to get our costumes done for antidrug dance competition goodness tt took up a major partof my time no time to study at all!! my n jeremy went to spotlight a t tamp to shop for the material so exciting at first.. after tt it gets real dreary ... so many cloth so little exp we ended up choosing one tt looks cheapskate n hard to sew so irritating.. then we went to choose black tops from this fashion haha i can ssay jeremy really knows how to shop haha constructive comments very gd..tt was the first n the LAST time i m gonna do my own costumes !! so much work so little time in the end i m concentrating on th ewrong thing instead of dancing i m practiacally trying toi come up wif sth tt s nice half the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;My bf is rather ok with shopping too he would be patient n give onstructie comments too but sometimes get tired n beg me to let him sit down haha strange though i dun feel tt my legs are tired at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;Anyway.. tts why its hard to find peeps who are infected with serious shopping syndrome like me tts why i usually try to restrain myself when im with others i dun wan to bore them to tears or waste their time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;maybe another factor is tt i think i look quite ok in most clothes so its like ok i look like tt in this wat about tt pink thing over there n tt green top at the other end or tt purple gothic thing?? in the end 3 hrs would pass n the best thing bout top shop is tt we can share fitting rooms so me n angela would cramp in the limited space n she would take out her cam phone n snap away we would also be critical bout our bodies n whine about our own imperfections haha i told her i love her petite frame and i dun mind being flat so I wont look fat even if put on extra kilos so i can eat more ahahha she says i m crazy n she would die for a more voluptous bod I guess the grass is always greener on the other side. i gotta watch my diet pretty strictly a bit fatter anywhere is a no no fatter any where n it ll be obvious so yucky!! those were the days it feels like a long time ago.. 1 yr to be exact... nostalgia setting in .. now i m plugged into my radio headset with the song there's gotta be more to life by stacey orrico blasting in my ears.. ok i think i shld make more effort on my part as a friend i mean i really love my friends truly madly deeply haha but i guess i can really get very caught up in my work ... my pals have more or less gotten used to it ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;clem would call me n then i ll always be int he mid of sth lilke a equation, lectuire a stupid tutorial n in the end ill forget bout the call n he would try again n again i guess i really appreciation his patience haah n determination to get hold of me hahah.. The same goes for gin, maine , hui n angela.. so lucky to have understanding friends .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111242809152250618?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111242809152250618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111242809152250618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111242809152250618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111242809152250618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/04/break-free-if-onli-for-while.html' title='break free if onli for a while'/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111209491786873645</id><published>2005-03-29T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T03:15:17.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>confessions of a non "independent woman"</title><content type='html'>Exams coming soon n prof cathnerine tay of law fac is not making it any easier.... Decided to blog a while after my fluids test.&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; The woman is crazy on top of my engine modules i ve  so many essays to finish ...on top of tt shes really naggy but I ve got to hand it to her she often toes the fine line betw reason n paranoial(wrong spelling but wat the heck) and manages to get away with it.. god! i m really careful around her n try to stay within 5m radius . Her mannerisms made the engine guys taking the mod swear off dating gals from law fac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ok enough said about the interestingly naggy prof.Ok i admit i left some of my share of work to fred to complete for me n tt has been bugging me a lot. It made me realise wat a denpendent person i am. I cant really think of a period during which i  can proudly say tt i ve been independent n can stand on my own 2 feet. During Jc my ex n  furball has always been helping me with work..  my foundation was pretty weak getting into one of the  top 5 jc was exciting but my academic confidence had hit an all time low. I remembered a painful period where i was supp to complete tut 0 of maths oh boy i knew almost nothing n can solve none I remembered seeking desperate help from this china dude called jianbo wondering how is he getting on now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chinese was also horrible to the core. I remebered my lst tutorial very vividly this chinese high guy called yuhong went thru every single question with me goodness he was like the walking talking dictionary and it took me from 4pm till 8 pm at night by tt time the gates were closed n we had to climb out. Nights and days were spent in furball s study room i was constantly seeking help from her n Rude her bf-to-be. Both of them esp rude were really smart rude has a photographic memory n decent reasoning skills to boot this guy can practically do the whole ten yr series of maths without thinking in like less than a wk. oh i think he did just tt.  I never knew such pple existed! In engine now i guess i m sorta immune to it. Though i guess Amy's academic achievements really knocked the wind out of me. Anyway, immersed in all this acedemic smartness, I guess they can be really good workers n professionals but&lt;br /&gt;my friend mentioned tt whether they haf the ability to be great bosses n carve a niche tt remains to be seen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway, besides friends in JC my tutors have also contributed a huge part to me getting to where i am today.. they had special remedials for me n advised me on time management ..telling me to quit my ccas ...&lt;br /&gt;these pple may not have remmebered wat they did but i will never forget their help.. i guess i am eternally grateful to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During year one  of uni i had this nagging feeling tt i ll not be able to survive the system well at first i reallyn nearly drowned in it no more special attention by tutors.. everything is done on ur own.. So not used to it Fred has done a lot to help me thru my lst yr also printed notes get text books...  edmund helped me in programming ahh basically almost everything helping me cross check my maths calculations cos its always the wrong ans.. huishan helping me with tutorials ... second yr lst sem there was an improvement but not much cos during the design n modeling class jimmy helped me complete one lab, the next one was contributed by zul the last one i think fur ball helped me n weixian practically did the whole thing for me ....during lab sessions mr chia shanming was my saviour n i remebered calling him up at wierd hours to help me with my report.. he was so patient tt made me more guilty.. all these confessions is making me miserable .. I m guilty as charged My offense: being a dependent person. This sem i guess i ve improved a bit but i still depend a lot on my friends n fred to print stuff for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confided in jimmy on how reliant i am on  others esp fred. He told me he also did a lot of stuff for his gf such tt she  felt tt she cant survive on her own when he went overseas. Jj said tt he is also begining to spoil xling by doing stuff for her. the situation is like u dun really haf to worry about being responsible for urself when u haf someone looking after n looking out for u. Its like if u forget to bring cash or enough cash for tt matter u know the guy will almost always haf enough money on him next, if u haf lessons back to back n no time for lunch at the crowded canteen ur bf might be able to get u sth u like  .. i mean fine i admit i enjoy being spoilt but at the same time i know its not gd for me.. i guess most of guys i know in uni who are in engine  really do a lot for their gfs some even to the extent of missing tutorials just to run errands in order to appease the gal i guess engineers do make gd boyfriends reliable n stable hahaha '( information only based on personal experience sample space may not be large enough to come to conslusive results)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway so the question is :&lt;br /&gt; is it gd to spoil ur gf?? is there really such a thing as gender equality??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha this sounds like a gp essay question i guess it was always nice to be treated especially nice but one must be discerning n not let urself be spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;i guess there should be equal opportunities and respect  for both genders, if there isnt then people shld work towards a society which offers tt but there can never be gender equality in a sense.&lt;br /&gt;this dialogue by the female lead and her granddaughter in a bollywood movie really struck me&lt;br /&gt;: " who is tt boy n why are u out with him at this wierd hour?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:"stop interferring in my personal life. times have changed grandmama women are equal as men"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:" times haf never changed  for a woman"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i guess i dun totally agree with tt sweeping statement but i guess in certain ways tt is true..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111209491786873645?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111209491786873645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111209491786873645&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111209491786873645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111209491786873645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/03/confessions-of-non-independent-woman.html' title='confessions of a non &quot;independent woman&quot;'/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111202043178183199</id><published>2005-03-28T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T06:33:51.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love n life a commitment or imprisionment is there even a difference</title><content type='html'>thoughtful after catching up with my best budd since sec 3 or at least he's my best bud among my circle of guy friends.  I mean I m really happy that things with his gf is gg great ..however, their situation has given  me new perspective.. I mean I dunno if I m old fashioned or wat so ever but well to me there s a major diff betw being friendly n gg overboard i mean i dun really hug or like any sorta body contact even though i m close to a guy friend.. me n clem have been pals since a long time n used to chat till wee hours of the morn n go for movies together even when we were both  single there  here has never been any form of phy contact betw us.. i mean i guess its not really fair for him to want her to change just cos they got together i guess if u love some one u gotta love n accept the whole package .. its like the person wont really be herself if u want her to change just cos of commitment in a relationship ... boy somehow commitment sounds like imprisonment. but i guess commitment does not have to be imprisionment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess one must really know wat u re in for b4 stepping into a relationship.I heard some shocking news today during my feedback lect after tt I just could not cioncentrate .. I guess we are all really growing up into adulthood where tough decisions gotta be made and those decisions are based on looking whether is there a future tt both can look forward to.. goodness all this tihngs are happening so freaking fast I thought at was onli 2 yrs ago when i was getting ready for prom exciting bout uni n hafing fun.. how fast time flies n now so many decisions to make its like career choices..n potential life parthners ahhh so scary! I mean sure i wanna get married n have kids someday I used to think that my future husband would be someone i work with n then we ll do everything togehter build careers together .. i used to picture something like we ll be working on buiding some machine n at the same time taking turns to look after our kids n clean the house every sunday n oh yeah not forgetting embarking on a holiday once in a while (spontaneously) in a white jeep n go dipping in the nice blue ocean .. hahaha ok i m dreaming again (xling n jj if u re reading this i know wat u re thinking ).. back on track.. everyone around me are trying to get attached or seriously considering wat kind of life parthners they re looking for n those who got together in the first place just in the heat of the moment without much consideration are breaking up as they dun see a future together.. the reason being: "i dun wanna waste his/her time" thats a trite phrase i ve been hearing ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean am i really tt old or is it just an engineer thingy being practical pple...like if this part doesnt fit then we shld throw it away.. hmm ok lets do the math lets see i m 20 and i ll graduate when i m 22-23 n then i ll haf work to earn $ to save up if i wan a decent house to live in n a nice wedding dress haha tt ll take 2 yrs there about n then i ll be 26 or 25 hmm ok time to get hitched i think ..&lt;br /&gt;here's the formula:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  20+ ( time to graduation )+ (time to earn $$) = time for wedding bells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm ok 5 yrs hmm judging from my friend's mum who knew her dad for 9 yrs b4 geting hitched 5 yrs seems like a really short time goodness i mean i do haf a bf now but as life has proved time n time again the world is full of uncertainties oh wat the heck I ve so many other things to worry about like my fluids test tmr tt itself is one major uncertainty!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111202043178183199?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111202043178183199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111202043178183199&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111202043178183199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111202043178183199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/03/love-n-life-commitment-or.html' title='love n life a commitment or imprisionment is there even a difference'/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111176638998322389</id><published>2005-03-25T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T22:59:25.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/P1010296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/400/P1010296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;real glad the guys arent camera shy n enjoy photo taking a smuch as we do.keke think  joo, and shengfang really love phototaking n its sorta became a way of life .. on almost every outing we never fail to snap a few pics..in sumaary ling's bdae was great the friends which includes me by t he way heheh really made the diff . the cake her ex bf bought was delicious too n the chalet think jj really gave her loads of supp too way to go dude.. which reminds me i ve yet to come up with how to celeb my 21st .. for my 20th bdae my bf bought me strawberries n cherries haahah knowing i wont eat any cake or icecream really afraid of putting on the kilos n a neckless my pals bought me a pair of levis.. so did my mum.. i wonder wat i shld do this yr..   &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/9343328-111176638998322389?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111176638998322389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111176638998322389&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111176638998322389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111176638998322389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/03/real-glad-guys-arent-camera-shy-n.html' title=''/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111176619292922409</id><published>2005-03-25T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T07:56:32.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/P1010256.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/400/P1010256.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jimmy is apparently disillusioned by his self proclaimed "good" looks and has seized the opportunity to flaunt it by trying to dominate the photo haha this guy even mixed up ABC hottie with IBC (indo born chinese)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111176619292922409?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111176619292922409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111176619292922409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111176619292922409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111176619292922409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/03/jimmy-is-apparently-disillusioned-by.html' title=''/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111176584334024690</id><published>2005-03-25T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T07:50:43.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/P1010259.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/400/P1010259.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see  in this very successfully taken grp photo theres Zul, me , shengfang aka sunshine, iris, abel, jimmy boy, xiaoling, jj and the 2 gals in th emid are joo and serene .. its amazing how pple bond together as a grp.. no back stabbing , rather open bout stuff guess treating each other with respect n knowing hown when to joke ard has seen us thru mechanics quizes..boring lectures.. toturous labs &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111176584334024690?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111176584334024690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111176584334024690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111176584334024690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111176584334024690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/03/lets-see-in-this-very-successfully.html' title=''/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111176552953099640</id><published>2005-03-25T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T07:45:29.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/P1010260.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/400/P1010260.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think its time to pay tribute to my dearest cutest and most fun loving boredom killer.. my uni mechanical engine peeps.. I really love u guys.. this tribute is long overdue i ve been wanting to add this entry since god knows when.. I thot tt to make this a little more interesting i ve decided to create this entry thru the pics of xiao lings 21st bdae.. which was like in late Jan this yr..this is the pic of the banana choco cake frm sweet secrets.. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111176552953099640?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111176552953099640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111176552953099640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111176552953099640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111176552953099640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/03/think-its-time-to-pay-tribute-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111176479059209831</id><published>2005-03-25T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T07:33:10.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/recruitment drive 014.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/400/recruitment drive 014.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thsi shot was taken at the recruitment drive right after my feedback tutorial haha the macho guy is Bob this cheerleaderfrom TH sure is strong!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111176479059209831?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111176479059209831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111176479059209831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111176479059209831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111176479059209831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/03/thsi-shot-was-taken-at-recruitment.html' title=''/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111176448192862073</id><published>2005-03-25T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T03:47:15.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/welcome"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerleading welcome tea .. me n xliong decked out in true blue cheerleading fashion .. in alina's previous NJC uniforms heheh hope to get our own NUS uniforms soon .... the background shows the mess we created on the floor.. two guys from ACES actually took the trouble to check our welcome tea out .. tts real stressful ! so glag the ceiling was too low to do any stunts else so embarassing if we fall n land on our butts !1  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/9343328-111176448192862073?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111176448192862073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111176448192862073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111176448192862073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111176448192862073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/03/cheerleading-welcome-tea.html' title=''/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111168200066110097</id><published>2005-03-24T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T08:33:20.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thots of a stressed up person</title><content type='html'>Been feeling a little disoriented lately this may partially be due to stress of coming exams.. cheerleading... some thoughts I had gathered along the way.. ok i guess if i wan to make this blog a meaningful one i should type out my thoughts in a systematic order..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Firstly, on Monday as I was sitting on the bench minding my own business, i overheard a conversation between this prof and an Asean scholar apparently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;, she was from Vietnam. and she was taking her masters n seeking help froom the prof on her career as a teacher. It was the tone of her voice and the way she spoke tt struck me.. Her voice was firm but gentle and it was very humble the way she addressed the prof was so respectful  she went like "yes sir" ..."yess sir" all the way  and she really took in everything he said. She addressed the prof in a manner which is very diff frm the way the locals. In comparison we re brash.The way we view the profs are like ok we pay them the fees they better do sth for us and it is and they re obliged to help us. It is so unlike this meek n gentle student.. wow how rrefreshing.. I wonder is this their culture or is there really sth wrong with us. ..I guess Singaporeans are a more pragmatic bunch i mean true we paid the freaking sch fees so we expect to get our moneys worth of education and if the lecturer cant help us well tt wld often be viewed as a waste of time n money. I mean its true in a way but i guess maybe we could focus more on the part whereby we just respect them as our elders n educatiors pple who haf undertaken the uphill task of imparting knowledge onto us instead of machines who are supp to perform their task which is teaching. Well I guess tt is rather idealistic but well without ideals the world would seem ike a rather dreary place dun u think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;   Anyway this made me think of the maths lecturer the infamous chu Delin. Boy, sometimes I really do feel sorry for the poor dude. I really think Singaporeans are not exactly a sympathetic bunch esp when it is so competitive. Eeryone aims to score and then wham! u get thiis lecturer whose voice isnt exactly music to the ears,  on top of tt keeps on deriving the whole notes full of equations  and keeps on repeating himself like a broken down recorder so u get the picture. His lessons arent  inviting to tsay the least but at least he trys really hard .. I really really feel sorry for him ... maybe someday i ll just tell him how i feel. hope his next batch of students wont be as harsh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;   From this i really think tt it is really impt to get a grasp of the language b4 u even try to teach i it. NUS engin has so many lecturers from india, China mostly these two countries doing research in NUS and oh ya the famous fluids lecturer some guy who looks like santa clause who spent x mas stuying water droplets oh my god he really doesn t haf a life. anyway, his life is studying fluids and i really think his life pretty much revolves ard it.  Even watching some match or fashion show his eyes and mind is focused on the fliuds coming from the small jets n not the show itself.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sometimes I really wonder what its like top be so damn freaking smart, I mean sometimes i really wish theres this smart potion for me to take n poof!! i ll be on the correct dean's list next semester ahahah. I feel like i need to work damn hard in order not to excel but just to keep my head above water. This feeling really sucks man I ve never worked so hard in my life b4 n i m actually feeling wats its liek to crack my head over some equation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111168200066110097?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111168200066110097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111168200066110097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111168200066110097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111168200066110097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/03/thots-of-stressed-up-person.html' title='thots of a stressed up person'/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111048082696113571</id><published>2005-03-10T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T10:53:46.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>unconditional love of a family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111048082696113571?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111048082696113571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111048082696113571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111048082696113571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111048082696113571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/03/unconditional-love-of-family.html' title='unconditional love of a family'/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-111001921669201997</id><published>2005-03-05T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T07:16:15.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost..and found</title><content type='html'>I ve been feeling a litttle lost since the end of the 3 horrendous tests, a wierd neither here nor there feeling ... its like part of me is feeling that i m at the cross road of my uni life. At year 2 sem 2, i can either choose to take part in a cca that has combination of two things i enjoy the most, join artasy or self-declare a grown up and ditch tt thought and prep myself for IA, VIP amongst other things. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only like one aspect of it but i m too short for tt .. tts very sad n just too bad. Anyway that aside, I guess the decision of artasy n cheerleading is no longer a delimma, I ve decided to leave " growing up " for later n enjoy cheering n maybe artasy for the moment whilst maintaining a well-balnced life of studying n engage in sports with my friends. I would also love to pursue a spiritually enriching life. I love being close to god i ve never really admitted tt to myself so expressly b4 but yea I realise tts really true. I love being close to all his holiness n greatness. That feeling makes me feel serene and at peace. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No grudges, ill feelings or watever seem to exist in tt nice world. I remember feeling closet to god at 10 yrs old. I could not speak mandrain at tt time n my classmates well they sort of thot i was a wierdo in a strange way my reaction to all their nagative comments n treatment was to pray for them and continued being nice to them I didn't resent nor hated them in any way. I just wanted them to be happier cos i thot tt disliking a person n coming up with bad stuff to talk bout tt person was really exhausting. After a few months I guess things cleared up and they became good friends. hmm .. i began to have harbour ill feelings after the time my first boyfriend schemed against me I guess tt really affected me in a major way. Guess the betrayal n hurt was too much to handle. It s effect lasted from 13- 14 yrs old tt was really quite a bad period. I felt alone n sad most of the time n clueless to the reason behind the existence of such evil pple. I did a lot of self-reflection n i was quiet in school i decided to maintain a low profile and observe people. Since I was so clueless i figured observing would do me some good. after that period suddenly i realised tt i wasnt tt afraid to socialise anymore, my mentality was like ok its a great time to make friends i cant be afraid of pple anymore. n i ll just be more careful choosing my friends ones who are less likely to betray and hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUt no more boyfriends for me ! I believed in treating my pals with upmost trust n believed in giving them the best of my friendship. Tt required quite a lot of time , the bonding phone calls till 12am every night, the outings after school all the way till 10pm , being a listening ear to broken dreams n hearts and the toliet trips. as one can guess studying was not in my vocab in secondary school. However, during tt period I still haf not riveted to my holy ways of 10yrs old. But, it was tt period when i felt tt i ve really learnt quite a few impt lessons. I ve learnt acceptance tt I shld accept my friends for who they are bad points n all. But, If i really cant accept them then i shld not be too close to them. otherwise it would really be emotionally draining. I guess I had high expectations of my self n tend to impose them on my friends. I guess i always believed tt being true friends one shld alwys want the best for ur friend n nothing less. Anyway, in summary during jc I ve learnt even more things n ways to handle how one shld react to unfavourable circumstances. Some tell me"sometimes u got to protect urself n not be too close to pple dun tell them everything tt makes u vunerable" But my question was vunerable to wat?! explanation" they ll use wat they know bout u to spin rumours u ll never know wat they ll say n rumours are affecting" ok fair enough my friends know me well enough to understand tt i m rather affected by wat others say. I really could not understand hwo furball could be so heck care bout wat other pple say. I mean i dun loathe comments but obviously ther may be some truth to wat others say n it s always worth taking them into acc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my mentality one to two months ago .. I guess now i understand furball more.. and i understand theres a fine line being at peace with urself, nice n feeling gd spiritually n being naive. Now, i believe in doing wat i know is right n feeling wat i know is right set priortites straight n i want the best for everyone n try to give everyone my best not just my friends. I realised doing all these made me more confident of myself and tt makes me not affected by wat others say as my conscious is crystal clear. Now I know that at ten i treated everyone with pure kindness and sincerity out of innocence, now i shall do so with wisdom cos it is this tt truely makes me happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-111001921669201997?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/111001921669201997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=111001921669201997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111001921669201997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/111001921669201997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/03/lostand-found.html' title='lost..and found'/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-110883476800353172</id><published>2005-02-19T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T09:39:28.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/DSC_0289.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/400/DSC_0289.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat holds for me today??&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-110883476800353172?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/110883476800353172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=110883476800353172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110883476800353172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110883476800353172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/02/wat-holds-for-me-today.html' title=''/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-110788185719495340</id><published>2005-02-08T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T08:57:37.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/IMG_0694_1_.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/400/IMG_0694_1_.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey nice pic better than the blurred oout one&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-110788185719495340?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/110788185719495340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=110788185719495340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110788185719495340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110788185719495340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/02/hey-nice-pic-better-than-blurred-oout.html' title=''/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-110768962882236984</id><published>2005-02-06T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T03:33:48.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/P1030912.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/400/P1030912.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the latest after gracie 's fairytale party was yesterday at janes house. i must admit her kitchen was really nice very country style. Finally saw junfeng aka chou he shang aft so longgg.. the last time i really talked to him was over msn last sem and actually saw him was half a yr ago when me n fur were sending him off at the airport cant believe he is in nus ee n i seldom see him so near yet so far..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-110768962882236984?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/110768962882236984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=110768962882236984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768962882236984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768962882236984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/02/latest-after-gracie-s-fairytale-party.html' title=''/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-110768856710147743</id><published>2005-02-06T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T03:16:07.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/003.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/400/003.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fur n i were sharing our viet experience with the gals b4 that we went marketing n bought our ingredients for the cookout .. then i remembered sth! i was supposed to give junyi some photos we took during my bdae ahhh haiz i felt so guilty then when we were gg home we talked bout friendship and stuff. I realised wat i had i had taken for granted .. well.. i promise i wont anymore.during the walk home i suddenly remembered the times we trained together during tkd n how he called me up when i just took up the post of vice-chair.. so nice of him i was also reminded of the times we did our project together with sheryl n nicholas the nice chats we had and the birthday cake he bought for me during my 19th bdae so sweet! unfortunately, i finished all of it n gained 2kg during tt time grr...from then ion i advise my frends not to buy me any cakes hahaha&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-110768856710147743?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/110768856710147743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=110768856710147743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768856710147743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768856710147743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/02/fur-n-i-were-sharing-our-viet.html' title=''/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-110768715626605252</id><published>2005-02-06T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T02:52:36.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/5.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/400/5.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm finally ushering the new yr 2005 our most "complete" homely outing at mingde's house. i remembered the first time i went to his house was after a levels. It was during the december hols i think ... the guys n me n furball went cycling at pasir ris we climbed the spider web n took a pic at the beach  with a storm brewing behind us .. herded ourshelves n our bicycle up the hill.. no matter what i did i was the slowest ... then we went mingde's house n moved the tables to haf a mini sparrin match hehehe&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-110768715626605252?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/110768715626605252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=110768715626605252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768715626605252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768715626605252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/02/hmmm-finally-ushering-new-yr-2005-our.html' title=''/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-110768502069109323</id><published>2005-02-06T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T02:17:00.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/020Bdays.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/400/020Bdays.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had girly chatter n lots of interesting stories to share, having a girly outing is rather diff when we re together wif the guys what an interesting phenomena. i call them my "little ladies" . 1601 gals are really very ladylike even at the tender age of 16 going on 17. My definition of ladylike does not constitute the typical quiet, gentle, "bulliable" and passive kinda gals. Its more of the kind of gal whom carries herself well in conversations, humorous, yet at the same time not crudely loud n boisterious. ok i m not speaking for myself here just an observation..   &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-110768502069109323?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/110768502069109323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=110768502069109323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768502069109323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768502069109323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/02/we-had-girly-chatter-n-lots-of.html' title=''/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-110768426445630151</id><published>2005-02-06T02:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T02:04:24.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/031Bdays.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/400/031Bdays.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrating sueyi's n sheryl's bdae the gals at kenny rogers during 2004 hols 3 months break  the food was great the company even better...me n fur ball rushed frm work heheh running thru city link like 2 crazy gals except this time ard no more laughing n shouting&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-110768426445630151?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/110768426445630151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=110768426445630151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768426445630151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768426445630151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/02/celebrating-sueyis-n-sheryls-bdae-gals.html' title=''/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-110768386318061410</id><published>2005-02-06T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T01:57:43.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/003CNYLunch(1).jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/400/003CNYLunch(1).jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year's eve exactly 1yr ago lunching at fish n co ...2004 i think i ordered this huge orange n mango juice hahah cute furball lookin more of a furball than ever with her short crop we rushed frm pgp to plaza sing with smelly monk lugging my heavy laptop along ... the 3 of us looked kinda hilarious hehe&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-110768386318061410?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/110768386318061410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=110768386318061410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768386318061410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768386318061410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/02/new-years-eve-exactly-1yr-ago-lunching.html' title=''/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-110768357323639872</id><published>2005-02-06T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T03:39:24.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/3girls(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the same old huge x mas tree outside pargon.. who cares if its about the same every year? it provides us with a nice xmasy background &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/9343328-110768357323639872?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/110768357323639872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=110768357323639872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768357323639872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768357323639872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/02/same-old-huge-x-mas-tree-outside.html' title=''/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-110768329001299794</id><published>2005-02-06T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T03:57:42.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/atralphlauren(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2003 x mas outing with joy, bern n myself tis was a jolli n fun night celebrated in our girly fashion... bern was caught up in the fashion of curls..  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; 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margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/400/2002.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gathering aft graduation........... boys gg to army gals gg to find work b4 uni life starts or learn new lingo... hahah we look rather juvenile esp vincent's ugly shirt &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-110768296776363620?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/110768296776363620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=110768296776363620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768296776363620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768296776363620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/02/gathering-aft-graduation.html' title=''/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-110768266523904654</id><published>2005-02-06T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T01:37:45.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/c.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/400/c.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as our graduation loams... we reminise the past n got down to our usual photo taking business the gals esp love crazy poses &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-110768266523904654?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/110768266523904654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=110768266523904654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768266523904654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768266523904654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/02/as-our-graduation-loams.html' title=''/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-110768229920415015</id><published>2005-02-06T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T01:31:39.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/pizzahut%20along%20time%20ago.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/400/pizzahut%20along%20time%20ago.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm .. lunching b4 tut was part n parcel of our class tradition.. oh i was yaking on the phone when this was taken trying to talk to my correspondent thru my teeth&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-110768229920415015?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/110768229920415015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=110768229920415015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768229920415015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768229920415015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/02/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-110768210269630729</id><published>2005-02-06T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T01:28:22.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/1024/sec-jc.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/400/sec-jc.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20011st 3 months: all sorts of hybrids get together ..a warm n fuzzy feeling filled my heart even though we knew one another for only 2 months .. see the heart furfur n i formed?? glad it din get broken n witstand the test of time&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-110768210269630729?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/110768210269630729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=110768210269630729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768210269630729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768210269630729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/02/20011st-3-months-all-sorts-of-hybrids.html' title=''/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-110768170195729067</id><published>2005-02-06T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T04:01:10.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/182/2489/640/P1030679.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a white pixie, green tree n pink flower celebrated fairy grace's bdae at graceland &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/9343328-110768170195729067?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/110768170195729067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=110768170195729067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768170195729067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110768170195729067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/02/white-pixie-green-tree-n-pink-flower.html' title=''/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-110523155860735114</id><published>2005-01-08T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T23:10:42.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE first 21st birthday party of the year:12 Jan 2005 Gracie</title><content type='html'>It was a really unexpected birthday party.. firstly, i got the venue wrongI thot it was a house party, hence my preparation for the type of party is already all wrong.. haaha but it was really quite a pleasant surprise. I guess this teaches me to read my mail next time. The party was at Le Pampas at club st 32.. Very very nice place.. it had a mediterrenean feel to it. The theme of the party was spring so everyone was supp to dress up accordingly. Lucky for me i came in my&lt;br /&gt;"leafy" top and flower embroidered slippers I bought in Vietnam! Unwittlinly, I actaully dressed to fit the party.. Furball wore a skirt too! She chose the skirt cos she could not find her jeans .. apparently it had mysteriously disappeared b4 the party. How fortunate..&lt;br /&gt;I reached the place at 640pm and I took a cab down from Clementi ..oh noo it was another day whereby the situation is such tt my poor planning skills are accentuated. How sad. I think I ve really reaallly learnt frm this incident! this kind of thing would never happen again! I realised that poor planning could result in dire consequences.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I would haf to compromise on my limited monetary resources to get a cab in order not to be late.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I end up confusing pple and unknowingly break promises...&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, due to my confused state of mind.. the pple ard me would be adversly affected. All these unfavourable events make me determined to make better decisions next time. ..&lt;br /&gt;This is what happened, I promised Furball tt I will meet her at Bishan MRT station to go to Grace s house together at 6pm. Ok apparently both of us did not read the mail the party is at Le Pampas not her house! Then, I sort of promise Mervyn tt I will lend him my laptop over msn. He was conversing with Freddy as I was busy finding space to put my 3 bags in his hall.Well, Fred told me Merv said tt he will be picking Fangxi up at 6 in sch so he ll pick us up then. Well, as usual I did not foresee tt I ll be abandoning Fur so I agreed!! Ahh!! Now in retrospect the situation I got myself caught in is so ridiculas I promised to meet 2 pple at 6!! How stupid can one get ah! Next time, I willl prioritise1 As Freddy said, you cant help the whole world! You will end up harming pple instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when I reached I was pleasantly surprised to see all my JC classmates gathering at a table and helping Gracie with the deco which consisted of tying balloons to a golden string..so nice.. the setting was beautiful and everyone was all dressed up. Grace was wearing this nice flowy flowery dress and her hair was tied up in some sort of french braid adorned with glittery hairpins .. and some part of her braid was coloured.. very cute like a spring flower fairy so nice!! oh ya and her shoes were this pair of glittery heels she lookoed every bit like the bdae gal!! Joy and Luyi both wore a sleeveless top with a nice knee length skirt and Luyi's hair was done up in a flowery bun. Very nice and complementary to Gracie's outfit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The preparation period was spent getting things done and and taking photos.. I wanted to bring my analogue camera but I figured it was too much of a hassle and I could not find a film shop.. Phototaking is really very symbolic of my JC friends. During any outings anywhere at any place we enjoy taking cute photos it s like part and parcel of our way of life.. My uni frends are not so into phototaking.. But Angela, shuhui n Sher are also into it .. how interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everyone settled down , we started to write in Gracie's guest book so fun like an impromtu autograph. I wanted to write her a spring theme entry . .. After all that hustle and bustle we got blessed by Gracies two other fairies with glittery powder when we entered Grace land hehe&lt;br /&gt;The meal started when Jane arrived its been a long time since we saw her she went to Phuket for diving. so scary so lucky she was not caught in the tidal wave disaster... Feel lucky for her..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the meal was really enjoyable catching up with old times n toking cock but its not the lame kind of cock somehow I think I m quite a serious person so is furfur and the rest of my Jc classmates we dun really derive entertainment in lame jokes. Maybe once in the while its still funny but not too often it gets pretty lame n stupid. I guess tt s what makes us click so well as a class.. Luyi was telling us bout her food science so interesting... n after playing some games which included the hilarious dressing mingde up as a drag king haah and leaving him in the cold to fend for himself aft the competition, me, Jane and Luyi headed outside to warm ourshelves we talked about growing up and coming of age . Suddenly in the midst of our conversation, I flashed back... Luyi was herself 3-4 yrs back n Jane too when I met them in their sec sch uniforms so different.. they were without makeup n their hair straight n black n tied up.. we were swinging on the monkey bars of TJC n sitting beside each other in tutorials ..&lt;br /&gt;I missed Sheryl loads too even though we seldom meet nowadays when I was talking to her I can still feel the closeness and feel comfy wif her. Too bad she had to leave after Gracie had her opening pressie ceremony.. Yesterday in the midst of the party I felt closeness but then again I felt a tinge of sadness and regret. I felt that I had not put in effort to stay in contact or be a better friend to the rest of my classmates.. But alas one person has only so much time...anyway, now i just think that I should show more appreciation for my friends by putting in more effort in friendships...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the party ended at 12 plus we trailed a cab and headed to Mohammad sultan.. We wanted to go double o but me n Fur had no money.. Actaully I had $2 I thot I could borrow frm her. Apparently she was flat broke she had $0 and thot could borrow from me!! Goodness two broke pple wif limited monetary resources relying on each other for cash! We decided to walk towrds Tamp and find an atm along the way so tt our cab fre wont be so ex. Luyi was incredulous when she heard of our plan hahaah apparently she was unconvinced of our ability to take care of ourshelves!! so cute her frustrated look !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway me and furry felt so free walking down the streets atnight laughing.. chatting in spirited voices sth we had not ht eluxury of enjoying in a long long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-110523155860735114?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/110523155860735114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=110523155860735114&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110523155860735114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110523155860735114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/01/first-21st-birthday-party-of-year12.html' title='THE first 21st birthday party of the year:12 Jan 2005 Gracie'/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-110521103691845019</id><published>2005-01-08T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T16:11:04.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>post party syndrome: a tribute to my Furry friend</title><content type='html'>My goodness.. tonight was really one amazing night..when me and Furball get together, we really amuse ourselves with the craziest of things.. the feeling is just so amazing ..&lt;br /&gt;During our Vietnam YEP, we shared the same bed upstairs the double decker and whispered to each other at night.. it was like she was a form of comfort and we seeked solace in each other at the end of a day when things go wrong and we feel sad and down. She sought solace when she felt tt nobody understood her during the facilitation sessions.. I sought solace in her when emotions run high n when I was a victim of circumstances and misunderstandings occur.. It was sad tt she decided not to extend her stay aft the YEP trip. Around 14 of us were extending our stay to visit Ho Ching Minh from Hanoi via a 30 hour train ride. Alas, she was not one of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was on the bus in Ho ching minh to visit the War tunnel, I suddenly had this aching feeling.. it was becos I missed her badly.. it is wierd how these feelings come about.. one can suddenly miss a person he/she care about so much tt it hurts.. how wonderfully wierd..wonderful becos this shows tt I am able to care for another person so deeply and the fact I am capable of such concern makes me happy as it brings more meaning to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, during tt bus ride I missed her so much..I wondered, we seem so different on the outside and our characters are seemingly so different.. How in the world did we become so close??? How did our connection came about??? Then as I was analysing through these thots I came to a conclusion tt we may be very diff but our differences complement each other ..we do have our mini tiffs but it is thru these tt we learn and gain new perspective on how to be a better person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-110521103691845019?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/110521103691845019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=110521103691845019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110521103691845019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110521103691845019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/01/post-party-syndrome-tribute-to-my.html' title='post party syndrome: a tribute to my Furry friend'/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-110514770141302100</id><published>2005-01-07T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T21:27:19.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>post yep trip syndrome</title><content type='html'>The saddest thing happened to me during my vietnam trip.. My YEP journal was lost and never to be found again! How very sad and unfortunate..3 weeks of memories, fun and laughter written in black and white all gone! Of course I was devastated at first, but in the midst of my sorrow and sense of loss, I picked up the scrapes of left over construction paper strewn on the floor of the bunk and made a new mini journal to replace the old. Once the mini book was made using stapler and blue, red and pink construction paper, I began to write in earnest all the lessons I had learnt from this trip. I was consolidating the hightlights from the past few weeks. It was like a re-cap of all the events with an indepth analysis. This incident made me realise how fragile these things are. Journals, letters written between friends and lovers,all pieces of paper that will turn yellow and tear one day. All these forms of momento could be easily misplaced esp by careless pple like me or wiped out by a fire .. why are such stuff are so important to some pple? thats because these things have sentimental value. This make me think of abstracts of scenes from some melodramatic movie where in a life and death situation, the lead actor or actress would go risk his/ her life in order to get back some material possession which is given to him/her by his/her lover or mother. Hmm, these material possession may come in the form of neckless, ring or even a simple letter. They may not be expensive but are strong symbols of something great. I feel that these trinkets are important and so dear to us because they help us to remember happy times spent together. Memories fade, the human brain is not like some memory storage device where memories could be brought to life by the click of the mouse. These things help us remembering.. or, they may be a form of a promise, for example, a wedding ring, it is a promise of a lifetime of commitment and devotion to each other. Whatever it may be , I cannot deny the importance of such stuff. But, to me they take up too much space in my room and it s getting really messy. Tsk tsk then I ll have to choose which to keep and which to throw or come up with a new storage system. Anyway, the most important thing is still the actual friendship and relationship. It is the pple that should be most treasured not the thing they give as a form of rememberance or promise..&lt;br /&gt;Good friends the kind u wiould treasure for a lifetime are hard to come by..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we hang out with a particular clich during lessons or sth but as time goes by due to change of circumstances and our paths dun cross so often anymore, the clich starts to drift and onli meet up during special occassions..&lt;br /&gt;True, they are also very dear but I feel that it is on one on one basis tt u can really make the kind of close friends who fills up a certain emotional void in our lives. Those kind of friends are almost as close as family... these frends dun come easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, both parties haf to haf a certain affinity for each other, affinity in my context is a much milder interpretation of fate. I do not really believe in fate as I believe that the life you lead comes with the choices you make. However, certain things do haf a higher probability of happening to certain pple and that in my context is called affinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, in order for it to blossom, both parties must be able to meet up rather frequently to build up the friendship, thats why most of our really close friends come from sec sch or Junior colleges. Those days were the times spent hanging out with friends during recess, after sch, during tutorial... go through practically everything together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess aft that you still need a certain amt of determination and effort to maintain it .. thats why its crucial to make time for friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, one of the most impt thing is tt both parties must be able to "connect". This connection is not shared among lots of pple, it is a feeling of inexplicable ease with each other, a feeling tt u can trust this person almost completely and deep in your soul u feel tt u can care for this person and is concerned for his/her well being. You would also want to be in the company of him/her as you can open up to him/her because you know tt he/she truly understands you and is genuinely interested in wat happened and has interesting insights of his/her own to share..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This comes with trust and as i grow older i realise this level of trust makes pple vunerable and it doesnt come easy ... ,the world is not such a beautiful place afterall .. but i still refuse to give in tot he cruelties in life as I believe in humanity .. I choose to retain my trust in people though i know they might betray me .. But, this knowledge makes me find even greater beauty in those friends of mine as now I know how precious this sort of trust is in the midst of the uncertainty and distrust in the world. I choose to indulge in childlike innocence as this makes me very happy but at the same time I would have higher awareness in order to protect myself and people i care about ...thats my motto in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-110514770141302100?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/110514770141302100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=110514770141302100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110514770141302100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110514770141302100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2005/01/post-yep-trip-syndrome.html' title='post yep trip syndrome'/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-110217714011601322</id><published>2004-12-04T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T08:19:00.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time where art thou?</title><content type='html'>life is definitely not a bed of roses.. if it is it wont be so beautiful anymore.. sounds like an oxymoron?Duh..&lt;br /&gt;  its like usually i would plan my hols wat to do this n that but the thing is i would always put an invisible mark on the calender indicating that i definitely want to go out on that day but i dun really decide on the company n i end up meeting 3 or 2 frends on the  same day n the whole schedule becomes a mess.. thats  i  really sth i need to improve on !! haiz anyway so many things to do so little time! i want to learn german or least improve on it besides saying "Ich Liebe dich " i wanna conversely fully n confidentlly like Gracia n i wan to study the stars the meaning of them n the mapping the night at jim's place where i was wif joo , cailing , eva n amy we saw the orion belt haiz how nice if i could read them like how john nash could in my fave scene of the beautiful mind.. I wan to go borders n read up on leonardo da vinci's paintings for eg , the last supper theres an intriguing story behind it .. i went to research on the priory of sion !! interesting things i find but half the time i could not understand wat they were talking about&lt;br /&gt;I also want o meet up wif JUNTING!! n my dearest gal frends i miss u gals so much .........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-110217714011601322?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/110217714011601322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=110217714011601322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110217714011601322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110217714011601322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2004/12/time-where-art-thou.html' title='time where art thou?'/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-110196030745971521</id><published>2004-12-01T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T20:05:07.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wierd awakenings</title><content type='html'>every morning of this holidays had me waking up to more than ordinary things... my tamp home has just undergone renovation n i guess the new furnishings n arrangement has left me disoriented somehow. I ate breakfast read a mag n headed straight to slp again haiz all my morns are so wasted! i haf to break out of this  viscous cycle somehow maybe i could jog or play games in the morn hmm .. i dun haf more of these mornings to waste soon i ll be in vietnam for yep... toking bout wierd awakenings ahaha yesterday morn i had awakened to abal n jimmy amused faces standing near the door way hahah i expected to see xiao lings slpy face instead but she was no longer beside me so sad! apparently, they were having a discussion whether to leave me there n go drive out to sch without me!!! ahhh!! how could they !!  luckily i managed to dragggggggg myself to wash up n jj was having  one hell of a time trying to open the coconut we bought at ntuc the night b4. haha he looked pretty ssavage wif the huge chopper n stubborn coconut husk . waaa but i guess the hard work paid off me n xiaoling enjoyed the fruits of his labour hehe the juice was soso sweet n refreshing n the breeze that suddenly came in to the kitchen really made us feel like we were in some tropical island............ahhhh so nice!! we finally made our way to tiong baru market place to eat breakfast yumum the food there is really nice n cheap except that the 0fish ball noodles was apparently too bland for jimmy s liking hehe cant believe how lazy that guy is !! he was too lazy to buy his own food at first reminded me of tHe time we all went to wach the incredibles aft our last paper the same jimmy syndrome was exhibited haha but in at the day he was the one who ordered our food n went to get the 2 bowls of fishball nioodles from the auntie as it was self service waaa not bad not bad such a nice gentleman hehe haiz guess i better stop blogging now b4 im late for my appt at concourse AGAIN! the onli reegret that day was that i was late for 30 mins to buy the stuff at ntuc!!! sososososos sorry nat&lt;br /&gt;!!i felt so guilty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-110196030745971521?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/110196030745971521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=110196030745971521&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110196030745971521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110196030745971521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2004/12/wierd-awakenings.html' title='wierd awakenings'/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-110191920734865075</id><published>2004-12-01T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T08:40:21.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MARATHON party </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;yawnnn ... * I m so darn exhausted yet at the same time my hunger for fun n appetite for shopping somewat satisfied. .. for the moment . just came back from shoppng aft the overnight bbq at jimmys place and the impromptu movie .. school for seduction .. one hilarious n interestin movie and ooooh the Teacher is really one HOT &lt;em&gt;italian&lt;/em&gt; babe .. deals wif the troubles women haf in a marriage from diff perspectives n age grp. quite a nice movie except that as jj puts in the lingo sounds a mix between english n indian. my fave was the scene where the skinny gal went clubbing aft classes to try on her new &lt;em&gt;moves &lt;/em&gt;on this guy she liked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;She tried everything from the book but i guess the guy was more turn off than turned on. and the way the women from the seduction class partied at a club! oh my gosh i must say they really let loose. clubbing brings to mind the agenda for tonight.. they decided toget drunk at jimmys place then club at Zouk n aft that watch soccer at jimmys place oh man.. i think i really could not take it anymore so instead of joinin them for another night of crazy activities i decided to go shopping n then slp in my own bed. not that jimmy s bed is uncomfortable. the bed was big n heavenly the pillows.. ahhh i can t even begin to describe them!! Me n Xiaoling were so amazed n so happy to share the comfortable n heavenly bed. we were ooohhh and ahhhhing bout the pillows n the bed b4 we drifted into deep slp..guess that evening's tennis session really drained us out. Me n xiao ling haf butt cramps ! so painful i started playing wif lingchang since 6plus 7 till ard 9 .. not continously of course i think i ll just faint from exhaustion. but it was really very fun!! haha me n xiao ling rested on the sidelines while we watched n commented on the marvellous play of doubles by ang jj lingchang, able abal n ah meng . haha felt pretty much like two crazy n loud cheerleaders heheh. aft playing we bbqed nice nice sumptous food!!hehe then me xl n jj went dippin in the pool oooh it was so darn cold but hehe really fun it was close to midnight n the night breeze the excitment of getting caught by the guard hehe it was a great stress reliever apparently me n xiao ling were in a crazy mood haha we played chi ko pa whoever loses has to go one step further into the pool hehe but i dunno how to play! so i played scissors paper stone instead hehe.once we soaked ourshelves in the water me n xl started giggling n toking in high pitch voices hehe i started rambling bout the da vinci code to them .. how intellectual da vinci was .. Jj commented i sounded very *ying* haha all in all i really enjoyed myself would not trade happiness n frendship for anything else... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-110191920734865075?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/110191920734865075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=110191920734865075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110191920734865075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110191920734865075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2004/12/marathon-party.html' title='MARATHON party '/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-110175003528597199</id><published>2004-11-29T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T10:21:38.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Holidays.. dun u just lurve them ? for the first time in wat seemed like a hundred years i finally could afford the pleasure to be slackadaisical. after a tiring but fulfiling evening of clubbing, movie n pool all rolled into one, day 2 of hols was spent accompanying my lt6 study grp which consisted of unfortuante peeps frm diff facs of engin who still haf exams.. I was entertained by 2 cartoons: shark tale n the incredibles , music ohh n the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;da vinci code&lt;/span&gt;.. which i must say is one facinating novel.. well i ll get back to that later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Our study grp came about on one fateful thurs b4 the start of the study wk i guess common ground made it possible for us to study together. we all lurve company, we enjoy lt 6 n most imptly we hate air con places!! so coldddd such drying air!! once i haf the chance i ll invent a new kind of ventilation system that cools the air yet not dehydrating n keeps out mosquitoes!sounds like a nerdy ambition but heck it its for the betterment of the study environment for fellow muggers.. !And the word "nerd" is relative, how do u actaully define it? wat constitutes Nerdism? I remembered abal once said nerdism is a higher level form of mugging, its in fact the epitome of mugging hmm i believe in studying right.as amy puts it, its the dean's list way of studying ,abstracting the correct concepts from paragraphs of words n applying them is of upmost importance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;anyway , for the first time there was no guilt when we started crapping away esp when the crucial time came. 12am is our peak it heralds the onslaught of intellectual jokes n dancing on the bench. hmm its little wonder fellow muggers residing at nearby benches started to isolate us. oh well unearthly hours brings out the wierdo in each of us. i also managed to get a sneak peek at the lst episode of seventh season of charmed on Gordee s com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-110175003528597199?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/110175003528597199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=110175003528597199&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110175003528597199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110175003528597199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2004/11/holidays.html' title='the holidays'/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9343328.post-110155041007534980</id><published>2004-11-27T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T02:14:24.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to my life : a tribute to simple plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Residing at LT six on November 27,4.18pm on a blustery noon with the entertainment of 5 cocksters from engine..this fateful day kickstarts my first attempt at blogging...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;to the sentimental, b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;logging is somesort of an online diary to record daily events of one's personal life, To troubled souls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, blogging serves as an outlet to express pent up emotions, to the inquisitive it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;an electronic way of sh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;aring of life stories (in other words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;gossip)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;for me, blogging will serve as a form of reflection on life in general &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;*amy amazes me no end ! her intellectual jokes amuses me to the core!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;ok back to my blog entry, the examination period brings to mind lots of reflections ..for once in 1.5 yrs in engine i m finally living the life i envisualised my ideal uni life to be.. studying wif friends n crapping all the way till the wee hours of the morning at lt six ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;good company makes me feel alive, makes me feel that I m actually a living breathing&lt;/span&gt; 20yr old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;in the midst of the stress n competitiveness in Engine. Studying sessions really bond pple, its when u re at the most crucial state at the maximum tensile stress where one show his/her true colours n nature. It feels like u ve been thru stressed times n prepare battles together.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was my first taste of freedom in wat seemed like eons it was movie, pool n clubbing all rolled into one dynamic combination wif abal, jj, xl , jimmy n nat they re ME buddies i appreciate in engine, frends whom i depend on to make me feel more human n not like a robot programed for attendin lect, cracking my brain over tutorials, n raffles hall ..&lt;br /&gt;I mean &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;studies isnt everything i just began to see that pt recently , i used to think its a crime to drop out of sch n not complete one s education but now i realised successs is not measured solely by academic achievements, achieving lst class honours is sth spectacular but not exactly groundbreaking. the pple who seize every opportunity to make a name for themshelves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;now i just view the profesional degree i m pursuing just as a way of upping my profile n a form of social status.. i know on my graduation day aft getting my degree aft all the hard work and mugging for four yrs i m still far from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;achieving success....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*oh my goodness! mervyn's thicks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;kin syndrome is hilarious*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9343328-110155041007534980?l=icecreammaiden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/feeds/110155041007534980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9343328&amp;postID=110155041007534980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110155041007534980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9343328/posts/default/110155041007534980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecreammaiden.blogspot.com/2004/11/welcome-to-my-life-tribute-to-simple.html' title='welcome to my life : a tribute to simple plan'/><author><name>~carolised life~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
