<?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-15578446</id><updated>2012-02-12T13:57:27.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strawberrycastle.blogspot.com</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Liling</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>580</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15578446.post-8322391858137924437</id><published>2012-01-24T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T22:10:25.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy CNY!</title><content type='html'>Today is the second day of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt; and I just came back from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Muar&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Msia&lt;/span&gt; is like so much more fun as compared to Singapore. At least they can light up fire crackers and fireworks etc. It's my first time seeing Kong Ming Deng being lit up real life. You might have seen it in " An apple of my eyes' but then this one is real life one.!! Too bad my relatives &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; tell me that they bought it beforehand. If not I would have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;defintely&lt;/span&gt; write my wishes on it and let the big lantern float up the sky. Who knows that my wishes might come true? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I had just realised that my memory has been deteriorating over the past few weeks. It's damn scary you know. It's like for one min I was doing this thing, next min I've forgotten what I have been doing just now. There was this once I cut a piece of chicken chop from Wenjuan and put it in my mouth , next moment I asked my friends where's the piece of meat. I'm serious ! I wasnt joking about it and I cant really remembers when did I put it in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is something even worse. I totally forgot that I've got tuition last saturday morning and I woke up late. I stil chat with my mom so happily until she reminded me that I need to teach tuition. The kid's mom has been calling me 3 times for the past half an hour yet I didnt hear my phone rings cos it's in silent mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, the student stays only a few blocks away from me. Then i rushed there 10 mins later.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have figured out what might cause my poor memory. My memory wasnt that bad last time. I've always been a responsible person and will remember impt stuffs and meetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early this year, due to birthday parties and gatherings, I've been drinking quite a lot of times.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe 3 drinking sessions in 2 weeks? Not that I drink until I was drunk, but still.. it might be one of the reasons why. Yesterday I only drank 1 bottle of Calsberg and this morning I cant remember where I put my spectacle sia.. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol does cause bad memory..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;One of the dangers of consuming too much alcohol is the possibility of blacking out and experiencing a period of temporary memory loss or amnesia. Blackouts and memory loss are very common for alcoholics. For a person to experience the negative side effect of memory loss, they would have to be drinking alcohol like an alcoholic, in essence, numerous times a day, every single day of the week. Many people interpret excessive blackouts and memory loss to be early "high risk indicators" of alcoholism.Read more: &lt;a style="COLOR: #003399" href="http://www.ehow.com/about_4777313_alcohol-related-memory-loss.html#ixzz1kNudWzU0"&gt;Alcohol Related Memory Loss eHow.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="COLOR: #003399" href="http://www.ehow.com/about_4777313_alcohol-related-memory-loss.html#ixzz1kNudWzU0"&gt;http://www.ehow.com/about_4777313_alcohol-related-memory-loss.html#ixzz1kNudWzU0&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So moral of the story, do not drink. Even drinking a bit can cause bad memory. It's new year season now, so substitute your beer with soft drinks. It may cause you to gain weight, but at least you have good memory though..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-8322391858137924437?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/8322391858137924437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=8322391858137924437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8322391858137924437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8322391858137924437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-cny.html' title='Happy CNY!'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-8820033980127576197</id><published>2012-01-13T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T01:16:30.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How true</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/386542_273754906020206_219494334779597_773273_612378306_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/386542_273754906020206_219494334779597_773273_612378306_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How true it is. Words can be simple yet hurtful at times. You said you would never thought of hurting me physically nor emotionally, the first part you kept to your promise but as for the latter, I already have no faith in believing it anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-8820033980127576197?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/8820033980127576197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=8820033980127576197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8820033980127576197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8820033980127576197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-true.html' title='How true'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-3625114381027353392</id><published>2012-01-03T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T20:35:25.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st Birthday!</title><content type='html'>I really had a blast yesterday. Thanks all for coming over! I do love vouchers. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. It's like super duper flexible for me to get whatever I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still deciding if I want to get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Iphone&lt;/span&gt; 4s not.. The phone itself is like so expensive can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now over the dining table, my family was discussing about the end of the world. Yes, it is 2012 now and we probably has about 1 year to survive. The mass media made everything sound so real that I cant wipe the image of end of the world off my mind. What if the world really comes to an end? What are the first things I would do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, I have no idea. Yea, actually I had one idea, but I'm too egoistic to do it, so I doubt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; do it. There's so many &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; things I've done, but there are some things I'll just hold back to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this year really is the end of the world, I'm seriously going to regret for the things that I've done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-3625114381027353392?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/3625114381027353392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=3625114381027353392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/3625114381027353392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/3625114381027353392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2012/01/21st-birthday.html' title='21st Birthday!'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-6057766873211247941</id><published>2012-01-01T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T22:07:50.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2012</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year! May this coming year be better for you and I! :D&lt;br /&gt;My 2011 was not too bad. Made a lot of friends be it in school or outside. Hope that this brand new year can be even better! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it is a tradition to write down a new year resolution. Even though I might have forgotten what I have written for last year's, but I think I have fulfilled my resolution to a certain extent already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, My New Year Resolution :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Be more mature.&lt;br /&gt;2 More hardworking&lt;br /&gt;3. Work life balance&lt;br /&gt;4. Be more knowledgable&lt;br /&gt;5. Be more neat&lt;br /&gt;6. Exercise more!&lt;br /&gt;7. To be truly happy about my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's my 21st. I'm not really excited about it. Instead, I'm scared. For no reasons, I'm worried.&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything would be fine. Hope you'll be there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-6057766873211247941?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/6057766873211247941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=6057766873211247941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/6057766873211247941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/6057766873211247941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-2012.html' title='Happy 2012'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-7833351439748526057</id><published>2011-12-27T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T20:40:23.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastinate</title><content type='html'>Recently I think I got addicted to procrastination. Always wanted to exercise but I dragged till today then I managed to drag my feet down to jog. Actually roughly a week ago I been down and jog 1 round and I was out of my breath. Today, I jog/walk for 2 rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sad life being a woman who is ageing now. Metabolism decreasing, wrinkles start forming, fats start accumulating etc. I was never good in sports, but at least I still know how to play a few sports. But now, dont know why I prefer shopping and sit in front of comp watching dramas and visit fashion sites. It's like a life of a bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my holiday is ending soon and I never did what I wanted to before my term ends. I told my friends that I wanted to go to the beach and ECP to cycle. But idk why after holiday starts, everyone starts to be busy with their own stuffs and I'm left alone. Ok, not entirely alone, but my wish is not fulfilled, yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes so quickly and it has already been 2 years. I thought I wouldnt pull it through, but i did it. Life goes on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-7833351439748526057?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/7833351439748526057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=7833351439748526057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/7833351439748526057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/7833351439748526057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/12/procrastinate.html' title='Procrastinate'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-290879157767136126</id><published>2011-12-26T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T22:29:08.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping</title><content type='html'>Today I've spent a lot, a little too much on shopping. Shopping and spending money is like super addictive! Once you've started, you wont stop! So there again spent a hundred plus on my stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I got my birthday dress. Initially I bought a dress from a blogshop, but it hasnt arrive yet and I thought it wouldnt be formal and glamourous enough for my birthday. My friends keep emphasising that I'm the birthday girl and so I should wear something that's the most glamourous looking one. Yah, okay so I bought this dress and I'm going to do something additional to it! In this case no one will have the same piece even if they bought it at the same shop as me!hahaha. That design should be a new arrival because S/P is often sold out after sometime. Finally I manage to get something in that shop man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping is a damn brain cell killing job. It's like I'll have to decide which one is better and which is more worthwhile etc. I did the most thinking today after my finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super tired max.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-290879157767136126?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/290879157767136126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=290879157767136126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/290879157767136126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/290879157767136126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/12/shopping.html' title='Shopping'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-6292994290044682384</id><published>2011-12-25T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T22:26:36.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day</title><content type='html'>It's Christmas today. Its just like a normal day to me. Actually I didnt really celebrate xmas since last year? Last year's Christmas all I did was to meet up with a good friend and ate one piece of prata at Alif.. Sound pathetic but at least I was happy for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I just went to order my cake for my birthday. Did nothing much today too. So I guess it's just another day. Not going to put too much hope for next year's too. Greater expectation gives you greater disappointment. So nope, I'm not going to hope for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didnt get what you want in the first place, you wouldnt be sad if you lose it because it is not yours to start with. But if you lose something that you cherish so dearly, you'll feel the pinch.&lt;br /&gt;That's the difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-6292994290044682384?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/6292994290044682384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=6292994290044682384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/6292994290044682384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/6292994290044682384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-9210282916572867825</id><published>2011-12-23T21:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T12:46:00.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A rainbow always comes after a storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8PeT6w82-oY/ToXKW9mztXI/AAAAAAAAC1k/q4c-YBRhbgw/s320/758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8PeT6w82-oY/ToXKW9mztXI/AAAAAAAAC1k/q4c-YBRhbgw/s320/758.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Recently I'm feeling pissed about my life. Too emotional and lifeless. To add on to my frustration, my stupid cousin pisses me off this morning by cancelling our plan to shop. At first I wanted to go dye my hair, then he came home early from work and wants to go out and shop with me. Having stayed at home the whole of yesterday, I dont mind going out to shop and I said 'okay' and i ditched my plans to buy the deal at groupon.sg to dye my hair. (And now when I wanted to book appointment for my hair, they said they are fully booked! wat the... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which he rushed me to bathe so that we can quickly go out. But after a while, he suddenly changed his mind and said "go out later, maybe after lunch" cos it was raining and gave some other stupid excuses of salary not in yet so cannot buy his stuffs. Oh, i thought he said he's rich and all why need to wait for salary to be deposited in his account?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after lunch he said it's still raining and dont want to go out. =.=&lt;br /&gt;In my whole life, I hate people who asked me out and pangseh me in the last minute. All the people who are close to me should have known this. I had a very bad experience in the past of people ps-ing and so I really hate those people who do that to me. It's even worst than lying to me. This is even worst than lying to me that, " oh im working ot so not coming back for dinner" but instead checked-in in facebook and said 'happy hour again at timbre'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot stand people lying for too many times. If you lie for once or twice, I dont mind because I do lie sometimes to cover for my mistakes. But lying too many times? I really cannot trust you anymore. BUT, pangseh me the last minute is 10 times much worse than lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is precious and so I like to plan my day beforehand and I really cannot stand people ditch me for no good reasons. Esp it's them who asked me out in the first place. And this is not the first time he ps me already. He everytime says that I didnt make time for him and now, I squeezed out time already yet he didnt take this golden opportunity. -.- Damn pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I met up with peiyun to go JP to chill. In times of crisis, I'm glad to have a best friend with me. At first I have already given up to plan for my birthday, but she volunteered to think of games and all to make my party even more interesting for everyone. I guess she's even more enthusiatic than me about my birthday. LOL. Yah, and I'm back to planning my bday slightly with more enthusiasm already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im always grateful of the wonderful friends around me. I really dont know how am I going to survive without my friends. I'm dumb, not pretty, poor, talkative, stubborn, paranoid, annoying etc. There's nothing good about my life. The only precious gems I have in my life is the wonderful people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are happy as you make up your mind to be.&lt;br /&gt;No point frowning over small matters and make your life more difficult..&lt;br /&gt;I hope my life can get better soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-9210282916572867825?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/9210282916572867825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=9210282916572867825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/9210282916572867825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/9210282916572867825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/12/rainbow-always-comes-after-storm.html' title='A rainbow always comes after a storm'/><author><name>Liling</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8PeT6w82-oY/ToXKW9mztXI/AAAAAAAAC1k/q4c-YBRhbgw/s72-c/758.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15578446.post-4874181730907253169</id><published>2011-12-23T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T11:42:11.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>December shall be the least favourite month of mine. Thought that things would be better after exams but instead of making my life easier for me, it made it more difficult for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I dont even feel like celebrating my 21st anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-4874181730907253169?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/4874181730907253169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=4874181730907253169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4874181730907253169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4874181730907253169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-6413971442993232477</id><published>2011-12-21T22:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T22:48:13.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all izz well</title><content type='html'>I've really struggled many times over the weeks before I came to this decision. Relieve is the only word that is most appropriate to describe my feelings now. At least I'm able to behave normally and all now. To be honest, I really dont know why I behave in such a weird way in the past. Maybe it's the difference of the attitude people have given me that's why I reacted in such a way? But no matter what, things just got back to the same in the end. Well, that's what I hope.. To behave naturally and friendly all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything. I really do appreciate it. Everything just happen for a reason. Fate twisted our lives and it just twisted it back to the original state now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a lie that I dont feel sad or what. I need time. Hope that I'll get back on my feet again soon.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm alright. All izz well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-6413971442993232477?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/6413971442993232477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=6413971442993232477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/6413971442993232477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/6413971442993232477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/12/all-izz-well.html' title='all izz well'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-4766346734015907478</id><published>2011-12-19T10:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T10:35:05.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broke</title><content type='html'>Now I've got another reason I dislike December. Due to the holiday, I have nothing to do besides shopping and spending money. Little did i know that I've already spent 300 plus dollars within a month! Yeah, more to come actually due to so many parties coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr's is the day. The day to receive my results. omg. I cant help to feel stressful recently.&lt;br /&gt;I think im hopeless. They said Capricorns are boring, overly responsible, mundane etc. All the bad things is on me. My life is so mundane. I really tried to make improvements to it, but I cared too much of my other commitments. I tried to settle things in a sensitive manner, but it always made me into a even more boring person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was trying to help my cousin with his personal problem yesterday, I can tell him what's the problem immediately and gave him quick solutions to solve it. I can do that for every friend who approached me with their problems, but I just cant seem to solve my OWN problems. No one could. It's too complicated esp when it involves overly traditional parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always stuck between my parents and my friends. Being the only child sucks big time. I've talked to a female friend in uni, she told me how she got out of the cage she lived in for so many years. At the end of our conversation, I'm really impressed by her courage. But different families have different ways of governing the kids. Her parents are busy most of the time, therefore they have lesser time to control her. As for my parents, they are super free. How I wish they can take time off me sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've other problems that I have yet to settle. Too many problems, life is too sad.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always envious of other people's life. They seem so carefree, happy and everything's good.&lt;br /&gt;But for myself, it's just.. okay I shall not sound so emotional. In case people think that Im suicidal. im alright btw. Even if Im not alright, it's not the extent that I'm going to commit suicide or whatever such. I'm emotional yes but not to that kind of extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should be optimistic. People always say that dont be overly competitive, try to be contented with what you have. But I already tried to be contented about my life, but IF i ask anyone to be in my shoes, would you rather be in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday's coming and I got a few confirmed guests telling me that they cant make it. ):&lt;br /&gt;And i just left my marie water bottle in the shop. I forgot to bring it back damn and im not working till this fri..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-4766346734015907478?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/4766346734015907478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=4766346734015907478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4766346734015907478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4766346734015907478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/12/broke.html' title='Broke'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-1653926449235126812</id><published>2011-12-17T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T23:18:24.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 Sem 1</title><content type='html'>I have nothing to do so i want to a sum up of my Semester 1 for this year before getting my results this tuesday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I didnt expect that my sem 1 is that enjoyable. I have made new friends over the arts camp, have stronger bonds with my clique and my results seems to improve a little for mid terms. Note, is only mid terms. Life seems so perfect for me before the mid terms. For finals I think that I've screwed it up.. but let's hope that my results would be good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sem I really studied damn hard for it. I even went back to school on weekends to mug. So it's like 80% of my sem 1 consists of studying. Not forgetting to thank jer and eeboon for fetching me back to school during weekends. The petrol is very expensive i know that.. so im very grateful for you all if you are reading this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to thank my sisters for helping me in econs. xiuhan,wingyu and pauline. u all been through the whole of this sem with me. Thanks so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt my life would be the same next sem. idk. let's hope it can be better for me..&lt;br /&gt;With this closure of my entry, thanks to all the wonderful people who brightens up my school life this sem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-1653926449235126812?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/1653926449235126812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=1653926449235126812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1653926449235126812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1653926449235126812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-sem-1.html' title='2011 Sem 1'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-5532272574392478026</id><published>2011-12-15T22:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T08:54:00.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>december</title><content type='html'>Let's just hope that there's something good is going to happen soon for my December. If not, it's not gonna be my favourite month anymore. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking forward to this year's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Xmas&lt;/span&gt; and new year's eve. They are my favourite occasions in this whole year. But i guess it's just gonna be another normal day for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-5532272574392478026?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/5532272574392478026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=5532272574392478026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5532272574392478026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5532272574392478026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/12/december.html' title='december'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-3706709317787996971</id><published>2011-12-11T23:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T00:12:44.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness does exist</title><content type='html'>Finally end of my work for this weekend. While others are enjoying their weekends, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cyberactive&lt;/span&gt; distributing M&amp;amp;M's chocs.. But well, at least &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; happy working/slacking there. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Idk&lt;/span&gt;, it's like I've gained some enlightenment during these 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Everyone is very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;polite. :) It's like even we are in this seemingly competitive enviornment, I can still see people are grateful when they are being offered freebies. Some of them will thank me when they see me the second time. Even though it's just one small packet of choc, yet they are so thankful. The kids are amazingly cute. They'll look at me with those innocent eyes and say thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;2. True love does exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I know this is kinda like no link to my work, but I kinda envy those happy couples shopping around esp those with cute little kids. I mean, wouldnt it be great to see someone who have found their true love and got married happily with a few kids. Idk. It's like they'll still hold hands and shop tgt. Everyone just seem so happy with their lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Maybe I've been in a overly sadistic environment for too long already. Eg, my school and some office that i've worked before. Everyone is so competitive and busy with their own things and they dont even care about their/ others happiness and whatsoever. Working in a shopping centre at least it makes me feel that hapiness does still exist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;omg. I truly think that I need to do some reflection on my life. Too many things happening recently and I cant seem to enjoy my holiday at all. When school starts, it's gonna be hell all over again. Okay, maybe not that bad but still..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Hope that everything is gonna be alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-3706709317787996971?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/3706709317787996971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=3706709317787996971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/3706709317787996971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/3706709317787996971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/12/happiness-does-exist.html' title='Happiness does exist'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-6987861860010279747</id><published>2011-12-06T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T22:25:21.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmares</title><content type='html'>Here I am updating about my boring life. Im not feeling sleepy at all. Guess I cant sleep tonight due to the ridiculous amount of sleep ive gotten today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started having nightmares again. Repeatedly, day after day. I have stopped this since a year ago, and it's coming back hunting me. Last night's nightmare is the worst. How would you feel if 2 of your most important persons betray you. I know it's just a nightmare, but it seems so real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that Im scared about my results. It's like this A levels feeling all over again. I hate this kind of feelings but I cant do anything to stop it. I feel that I'm fighting this alone again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-6987861860010279747?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/6987861860010279747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=6987861860010279747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/6987861860010279747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/6987861860010279747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/12/nightmares.html' title='Nightmares'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-4841585183438008326</id><published>2011-12-06T12:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T12:55:13.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terribly sick</title><content type='html'>Im damn bored at home. Super bored. I wont be updating my blog if I wasnt that bored.&lt;br /&gt;Been lying on my bed for the whole of yesterday and today. Finally went to see the doctor just now. If not I dont know how long I can last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is terrible, life is terrible.&lt;br /&gt;When I needed you the most, where were you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-4841585183438008326?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/4841585183438008326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=4841585183438008326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4841585183438008326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4841585183438008326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/12/terribly-sick.html' title='Terribly sick'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-8546258061211738884</id><published>2011-12-05T20:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T21:03:34.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad mood</title><content type='html'>Yay! I finally got a job! It's a weekend promoter job and my working place is near my house! woohoo. The pay is better than the Icecream shop's lorh. But my weekends will be burnt already. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my job interview, I really dont know why am I so free to even go UHC to see doctor. Yes, I was feeling terribly sick before my interview, but after that I felt slightly better. Oh, speaking of the interview, I went to this International Plaza at Tanjong Pagar. Let me tell you what is so scary about that place. Once I reach the entrance, there will be tons of people giving out flyers. I saw one Uncle approach me and being kind, I took his flyer. After a while, one auntie came. and then the whole lot rushed to me. wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mood is already very bad already yet they still give me all those shit papers. Then lastly came this auntie, I dont want to take from her anymore because I dont wana waste the papers, but she kept shoving it to me and kept muttering something like I took from the others also must take from her. Okay.. then unwillingly I took it from her la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's a few teenagers, stood there like a wood block because they dare not anyhow stuff papers into other people's hands. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Back to my topic. After I went for the interview, I still went back to school to see doctor. Being in school for about 2 years, I still cant remember the way to UHC. Damn malu. I still have to asked for directions. Then this super duper helpful man asked me to take bus D. Then before he alight at Utown, he also told me where to stop. Okay, then after he got off, then there's this other guy who overheard our conversation, he also told me where to alight. -.- Ohman.. I damn loser la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after I finally found my way to UHC, i waited for the queue. When it's finally my turn, the person told me," need to wait for at least 1.5 hr. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT??? SIMI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I dont wana wait there la siao. Later I not sick then wait there for one hour i'll be sick already because i'll be contaminated by the germs around there lor. So I went home in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn retarded la i know. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad bad mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-8546258061211738884?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/8546258061211738884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=8546258061211738884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8546258061211738884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8546258061211738884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/12/bad-mood.html' title='bad mood'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-1840707401552267839</id><published>2011-12-04T07:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T08:07:44.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life after finals</title><content type='html'>I am really worried for my finals results. I cant seem to sleep well nowadays. It's like I'll wake up in the middle of the night fretting over my results. I really studied so hard for this semester and I'll be madly sad if I didnt do well. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm sick. Thought that my health condition is super good that I havent had medication for anything for 2 years? Idk. I guess I caught the cold from my mom.&lt;br /&gt;I slept for the whole day feeling so feeble and weak yesterday. But I'm feeling much better now, i hope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I want to update about my birthday party! :D&lt;br /&gt;It's a surprise that most of my friends they are able to make it. Esp my JC friends. Seriously, looking at their replies Im really touched. Those sweet things that they said eg. I'll be there i swear, wouldnt miss it for the world. omg so sweet right. But I really hope that they can be there! As I said, your presence is worth a thousand presents. LOL. I thought of this line while waiting for my friends to get their yong tau foo in school. Imba right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I think I shall be thick skinned to list down my birthday wishlist! Even though I doubt anyone would see this, but.. I hope my loyal fan of this blog can see? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I dont want any kiddy stuffs even though Im quite childish at times... I have grown up! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, although the theme for my bday is R21, I dont want stuffs that are related to really R21, not as if i need it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I dont mind vouchers.. hahahah. Like shopping vouchers, hair ,facial, hello shop vouchers.. cos I want to buy iphone.. It's very practical ma dont you think so? At least I can use it for whatever I want ma.. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. next, i need a bag pack for school, laptop case (i saw this paulfrank one damn nice) but idk what size is my laptop though.. hahaha. handbag for school, earpiece, blusher.. ok. Just practical stuffs alright. I prefer black than pink for the things i use and carry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, I'm not expecting any fancy gifts or what.. Just hope that my friends can be there for me to celebrate my birthday. That would be the best present ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-1840707401552267839?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/1840707401552267839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=1840707401552267839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1840707401552267839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1840707401552267839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/12/life-after-finals.html' title='Life after finals'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-1354596994410664947</id><published>2011-11-09T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T22:48:24.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>I studied in library alone till 9pm today. Yah think it's much more efficient studying alone. Didnt have dinner today cos no one to eat with. As a result, I almost fainted at the bus stop. Ok. Im exaggerating, but well that stupid 96 take so long to arrive. By the time it arrives, it's fully packed! argh. To save time, I took 95 instead. But it feels good to be independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling pretty much stressed up recently. Busy with finals preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I really dont know how to solve the problem now. This is not I wanted. It's my problem but it takes two hands to clap. i dont like to say things explicitly out but im feeling really disappointed. really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-1354596994410664947?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/1354596994410664947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=1354596994410664947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1354596994410664947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1354596994410664947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-2414732653833183699</id><published>2011-11-05T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T23:20:07.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cordless phone</title><content type='html'>Yay! After a super duper long wait, i finally have cordless phone at home !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since sec sch, I begged my parents to get me a cordless phone. But they refused to even though cordless isnt that expensive at all. Just a mere 40 dollars or so can get one already right! They said got simi radiation so it's bad for health and so dont want to get me one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now, I've got to thank Singtel for generously providing us a free pair of cordless phone because we have recontracted our Mio home plan. But whatever, Im so excited! I've yet to call anyone, but hope that I can have the chance to call somebody!! hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-2414732653833183699?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/2414732653833183699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=2414732653833183699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/2414732653833183699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/2414732653833183699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/11/cordless-phone.html' title='Cordless phone'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-5314445088221061304</id><published>2011-11-02T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T23:33:07.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bday JEROME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/388535_10150391703158781_672463780_9247854_1163124203_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 504px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 777px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/388535_10150391703158781_672463780_9247854_1163124203_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/381974_10150391702573781_672463780_9247849_1447308538_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 557px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 768px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/381974_10150391702573781_672463780_9247849_1447308538_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday boy! Wah finally can have some good sleep today already. Spent the past 2 nights making the birthday card for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is a very busy day though. Had my computing presentation in the afternoon, then I rushed down to YIH despite the heavy rain to get the brownie and the Macaroons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next I rushed back to arts to get my welfare pack( got free stuffs of course mus go get), then I have to rush over to biz canteen to meet jerome. Damn busy. I'm like running around the entire school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I even missed my stop at YIH and i had to take another bus over there. -.- damn lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/386208_10150391701898781_672463780_9247844_1212688939_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 602px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 844px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/386208_10150391701898781_672463780_9247844_1212688939_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating all the cakes, we went to Cineleisure for movie. Watched 1911 revolution. I thought Yuan Shi Kai is the same person as Jiang kai shiak sia. omg. Damn malu I still say it out so confidently. Got to know my history facts right in case next time I need it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought a slipper finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we went to this pizza resturant at Bukit Timah for dinner! Had a simple dinner and then we went back home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I presented the present and glad that it was ok. Not too bad , he seems to like it even though he prefers another design more. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup so everything went on perfectly perfect today. I was paranoid for the past few days because I was worried that something might cock up .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i realise, Jerome is not the same , he wont ever pangseh me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy bday dear. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-5314445088221061304?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/5314445088221061304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=5314445088221061304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5314445088221061304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5314445088221061304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-bday-jerome.html' title='Happy Bday JEROME'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-134632129796349089</id><published>2011-10-30T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T00:22:04.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hectic nov</title><content type='html'>Whenever a special someone's birthday is coming, I'll spend extra effort to prepare the birthday present. Spent the whole day shopping and looking for a decent present. In the end, I got something but I wasnt so satisfied with. But hope the person who receive it loves it.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I really hope that this time round I can have a smooth celebration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I sort of have a phobia since the other time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-134632129796349089?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/134632129796349089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=134632129796349089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/134632129796349089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/134632129796349089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/10/hectic-nov.html' title='hectic nov'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-5435888232345310082</id><published>2011-10-23T21:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T21:18:31.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rants</title><content type='html'>I am so not going to take another project related modules anytime soon. It's seriously damn annoying. Its like the group is so big, 6 people including me and then none of them knows html and design well? I felt like the group of 6 has been shrunk to group of 2. Its only me and another guy doing the webpage and the rest just care about their own stuffs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this module is going to get me more friends or know more cute guys at least. But it doesnt. ok maybe ive one eye candy in class but he's not even in my group!! &amp;gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;That's not the main point. The issue now is I have to handle the html coding myself and none of them seem to care about this project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hello im from arts and this isnt one of my core module and im the one who has to handle so much stuffs? I can happily SU if i want it. But i dont want. Im not giving up. no. argh. Im so not going to take any science related module or whatsoever now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-5435888232345310082?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/5435888232345310082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=5435888232345310082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5435888232345310082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5435888232345310082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/10/rants.html' title='rants'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-7120848461599404595</id><published>2011-10-23T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T16:59:26.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAaF5So4RwQ/TqPSmzJg09I/AAAAAAAACcA/af-787sH008/s1600/bestquote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666604320169186258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAaF5So4RwQ/TqPSmzJg09I/AAAAAAAACcA/af-787sH008/s320/bestquote.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHAHAH nice quote that i saw on fb just now. Yea it's quite true what. But the ONE is a tough competitor though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its 27 days to finals. Ive got to buck up and start mugging as siao as possible already! Even though I foresee a hectic week coming up , but no choice have to manage the time well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Watched 'What's your number ' with jerome yesterday. It's my 3rd M18 movie that I've watched this month already. But out of the 3 , only Change up got 'stuffs' to see and I watched that with peiyun. -.- hahahahahah. Yah conclusion is, M18 shows are not as nice as rated G movies. That's what I think. I love cartoons more even though they said it's not worth it to watch cartoons in movies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh btw, it's not advisable to remain young at heart most of the time. Its good to oscillate between adulthood and childhood but just cant linger at the childhood stage for too long. I just realise that yesterday. Quite a few people have told me that ive got to grow up. During my jc days i just took it as a passing remark. But it somehow affected my life in uni. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So!! I'm gonna transform myself. Gonna take baby steps at a time. If not I might end up having split personality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Friends, if you happen to see this post and you see me behaving like a crazy kid, do give me a hard whack on my back. Please dont slap me on my face though. It'll gonna hurt like crazy if kenna slapped sia.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay. Done with my once-in-a-while update with my seemingly boring hectic life. Gonna mug like a mugger now. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-7120848461599404595?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/7120848461599404595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=7120848461599404595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/7120848461599404595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/7120848461599404595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/10/funny-quote.html' title='funny quote'/><author><name>Liling</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAaF5So4RwQ/TqPSmzJg09I/AAAAAAAACcA/af-787sH008/s72-c/bestquote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15578446.post-5688513628196065036</id><published>2011-10-18T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T21:12:04.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life would be easier if you try putting yourself in other people's shoes and think in their perspective. The world will be a better place to live in. :) &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-5688513628196065036?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/5688513628196065036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=5688513628196065036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5688513628196065036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5688513628196065036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/10/shoes.html' title='Shoes'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-9091374223162810517</id><published>2011-10-16T11:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T11:45:26.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay Optimistic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/293946_10150492582408219_668823218_11270759_1391416082_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 437px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 680px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/293946_10150492582408219_668823218_11270759_1391416082_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Went to the Career talk last Tuesday with sister Pauline ~ hahaha. Instead of attending the talks, we ate the buffet provided there and keep gossiping.. I love to have girly talks with my sisters in school. Felt so blissful to have them by my side through the hard times in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant imagine my life without my econs clique in school... if they all went for SEP 2 semesters later.. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/301341_10150492582563219_668823218_11270761_76818364_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 441px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 762px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/301341_10150492582563219_668823218_11270761_76818364_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Formal wear for the talk. We took the pictures in the toilet there! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/319521_10150492582088219_668823218_11270755_338937204_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 451px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 607px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/319521_10150492582088219_668823218_11270755_338937204_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Besides eating buffet and Garrett popcorn that jerome saved for us, we still went to ask questions regarding the job scope in public sector. Seriously damn demoralising when they keep insisting that they require a second upper graduate. Like siao lah, it's not that easy to get Second upper and not as if their salary is that high lor.. 2.5k starting pay? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No wonder the foreign talents are getting so much more than us. Well, no point complaining about those things now, just hope that I can get a decent job next time when I graduate. And study hard for now. There's nothing we can do to stop the world from being so practical and competitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/321624_10150492582278219_668823218_11270758_935223424_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 464px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 572px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/321624_10150492582278219_668823218_11270758_935223424_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zidKutR0SXw/TppNk-iMRZI/AAAAAAAACb0/mwg63Xoas3s/s1600/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663924779028858258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zidKutR0SXw/TppNk-iMRZI/AAAAAAAACb0/mwg63Xoas3s/s400/smile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I have become more optimistic. I had just gone through the tough times of PMS-ing. I kind of will get annoyed by trivial matters. But now, I'm alright. ! woohoo. I can control my emotions and temper much better now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's important to think optimistic. Being a pessimist wont get anything done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Try to think positive.. I know it's easier said than done, but try? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, nov is really a tough month for my wallet. Maybe I should start saving up now.&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really hope that its me thinking too much about the incidents that happened now and the past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hope it's not my fault..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-9091374223162810517?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/9091374223162810517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=9091374223162810517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/9091374223162810517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/9091374223162810517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/10/stay-optimistic.html' title='Stay Optimistic'/><author><name>Liling</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zidKutR0SXw/TppNk-iMRZI/AAAAAAAACb0/mwg63Xoas3s/s72-c/smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15578446.post-8895920457180927536</id><published>2011-10-09T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T22:29:12.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You cant possibly heal a wound completely. Once the damage is done, the scar will be there forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-8895920457180927536?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/8895920457180927536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=8895920457180927536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8895920457180927536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8895920457180927536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-cant-possibly-heal-wound-completely.html' title=''/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-270971776719250229</id><published>2011-10-04T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T21:55:09.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FWB</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/4/4e/Friends_with_benefits_poster.jpg/220px-Friends_with_benefits_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/4/4e/Friends_with_benefits_poster.jpg/220px-Friends_with_benefits_poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caught FWB with Jerome today at westmall today. The whole movie is pretty boring even though it's M18! Actually there's nothing much. I think it's even better to observe what other couples do in the dark. hahahaha. I have nothing better to do and all I did was to peek at them during some parts of the show. But to my disappointment, I see nothing interesting la. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the first m18 movie that I watched in the cinema. I was flattered when they asked for my identity card. This means that I look younger than my age. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I know, Engwah Westmall mainly serves the audience of secondary school kids, so I didnt even bother to reach early to buy the tickets because I know there will be plenty of seats there! (sec sch kids cant watch this movie! Bleahx! ) Indeed, I was right! There are around 11 people excluding us. Lol man we can have the whole theatre to ourselves! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the good deal is, Engwah is offering student price before 6pm during weekdays! Of course I would want to catch a movie with such a good deal. Actually I wanted to go Cathy because their student price is also 6 dollars , plus they are giving free drinks! hahahhahaha. I know I sound a bit cheapo here, but this is how a typical Singaporean normally function right?? Ask for discount etc etc. The whole point is to maximize your utility!! It is best to find the golden rule allocation according to my money and banking text.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-270971776719250229?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/270971776719250229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=270971776719250229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/270971776719250229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/270971776719250229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/10/fwb.html' title='FWB'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-1843246181731530764</id><published>2011-10-04T11:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T11:22:27.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>which is better?</title><content type='html'>" To be with someone whom you love, but he/she doesnt love you as much "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Be with someone you doesnt love as much but he/she loves you a lot? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be or not to be,thats a question. lol!&lt;br /&gt;Just some random thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Its quite sad to know that some people dont marry the one they love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-1843246181731530764?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/1843246181731530764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=1843246181731530764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1843246181731530764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1843246181731530764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/10/which-is-better.html' title='which is better?'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-7818746124756922631</id><published>2011-10-04T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T01:05:18.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cant slp</title><content type='html'>Its the end of my midterm, but I dont feel happy at all. Not a wee bit of happiness. I think I didnt perform as well. When almost everyone is done with their papers today and left early, I was still struggling with the last question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, what to do I have to face the truth someday. I studied so hard for the midterm. I even studied as if its my finals exam. But, this is the hard truth of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its almost 1am and Im not asleep yet. I just cant sleep. ): Feeling so emo now. The whole world is sleeping except me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many mixed emotions now that I dont even know how am i feeling right now. And I'm damn lazy to think what Im thinking about. too lazy to face my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-7818746124756922631?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/7818746124756922631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=7818746124756922631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/7818746124756922631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/7818746124756922631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-cant-slp.html' title='I cant slp'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-1916223784751956740</id><published>2011-09-30T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T21:48:21.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>I survived today. Yes i did it and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; happy!!! :D 2 papers in a day is seriously damn tiring. What I worried most is the outcome, but now I just want to slack. Killed too many brain cells today already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the most annoying thing that happened is that I actually left my matriculation card on the exam table!! what the.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; realise until I reached central library and found out that I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; tap in because my card &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; in my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought of going straight to prof's office to ask if he sees it. But I was doubtful that he'll keep student's card for them so I head straight to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MPSH&lt;/span&gt; to find the card. When I got there after 15 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; or so, the invigilators told me that they passed it to prof... omgg.... I wasted my 10 mins waiting for the bus to come and 5 mins walking over to the freaking far MPSH they tell me this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then okay, nevermind. I went to econs dept to check if prof was there not. But the lady in the general office told me that he wasnt back yet. So I have to leave my contact number down when they got my card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. So end of my grumbling. haha. tyvm,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-1916223784751956740?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/1916223784751956740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=1916223784751956740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1916223784751956740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1916223784751956740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/09/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-7526139978215781499</id><published>2011-09-22T20:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T20:24:29.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alone</title><content type='html'>Cant believe that I actually studied alone in school today. Good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to make full use of my time in library, I skipped lunch as well. Can somehow feel my fats dissolving. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling emotional last night till this evening. But I'm alright now. :)&lt;br /&gt;I know &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; not supposed to be upset over such &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;trivial&lt;/span&gt; matter but I'm kinda affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you really accept me for who I am, you wont be asking me to make so many changes to myself. The thought of it hurts me so much because I know im no longer perfect in your eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-7526139978215781499?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/7526139978215781499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=7526139978215781499' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/7526139978215781499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/7526139978215781499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/09/alone.html' title='alone'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-6263945330334347614</id><published>2011-09-21T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T22:24:47.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The only constant is change</title><content type='html'>My only constant is change, yet your change is constant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-6263945330334347614?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/6263945330334347614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=6263945330334347614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/6263945330334347614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/6263945330334347614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/09/only-constant-is-change.html' title='The only constant is change'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-1536862480791074654</id><published>2011-09-19T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T21:07:15.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2.4km</title><content type='html'>All of a sudden, I had the motivation to jog 2.4km today. Usually I'll just jog 2 rounds around the schools then I'll pant like a pig already. To my surprise, I managed to jog 3 rounds without feeling anything. I'd still thought that I can jog the 4th round, but I figured out that its better to leave it for next time. hahahaha. Because I'm too hungry already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always better to have some motivation in order to get things going.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of fatness really got me moving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-1536862480791074654?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/1536862480791074654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=1536862480791074654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1536862480791074654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1536862480791074654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/09/24km.html' title='2.4km'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-4471865088122421517</id><published>2011-09-18T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T22:12:11.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fat</title><content type='html'>I seriously think I need to go for a jog already. I cant even remember when was the last time I went for a jog. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Need to maintain a healthy lifestyle starts with jogging! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-4471865088122421517?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/4471865088122421517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=4471865088122421517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4471865088122421517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4471865088122421517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/09/fat.html' title='fat'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-4377415116924948551</id><published>2011-09-17T17:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T18:19:42.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JC again</title><content type='html'>Met up with cj yesterday at vivocity. That guy really changed a lot. Last time he used to treat me one pathetic roti prata kosong, but yesterday he treated me one plate of Hokkien prawn mee! Wah thanks so much! :D Last time he'll definitely asked me to buy the food myself and he'll pay me back, but now he bought the food for me. omg. I think i should go buy 4D / Toto soon. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we finished shopping at vivo, we made a trip back to my school as I have lecture later on.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with wanting and tzuhsuan at Burger king! hahaha. It feels like being in JC all over again when my classmates are in school all together. I missed the days back in PJC. Life is relatively simple and less stressful. How I wish my good friends can all be in the same place now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm very diligent today! (ok la, I did some work)&lt;br /&gt;I went back to school and study with jerome okay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais, how I wish there isnt any mid terms or finals. =/&lt;br /&gt;Life isnt going to be easy. Had a long chat with bro this morning and realise that easy life isnt getting anywhere. He's making me feeling more stress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-4377415116924948551?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/4377415116924948551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=4377415116924948551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4377415116924948551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4377415116924948551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/09/jc-again.html' title='JC again'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-8969998256117947673</id><published>2011-09-15T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T21:52:18.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best of both worlds</title><content type='html'>Yay. Finally got a break from my hectic school life. Today, I hang out with Peiyun, Jerome and py's friend Gordon. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Damn happy today even though I had tummyache when I'm coming home. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lunch at peiyun's cousin's place was awesome ! Since she said they need publicity, maybe I should help to publicize here. It's called Lenas! It's located at Raffles city, near Starbucks. The food there is awesome and the price is very reasonable. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after lunch, we met up with her friend, Gordon, to go Minds Cafe. Yeah, on this time of the week when we are supposed to mug for our mid terms. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I found out that Jerome has a new talent. He has this special ability to imitate a horse. hahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay. Time to face the harsh reality to study. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think that there's a need to kick the bad habit of taking everyone for granted.&lt;br /&gt;But I did appreciate your kindness towards me. I really do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-8969998256117947673?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/8969998256117947673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=8969998256117947673' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8969998256117947673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8969998256117947673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/09/best-of-both-worlds.html' title='Best of both worlds'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-3895574439872701943</id><published>2011-09-14T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T18:20:36.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penniless</title><content type='html'>It sucks to be penniless. I thought that I could survive with the 60 bucks in my wallet for 2 weeks! But I think I'm too naive to think so. It's impossible. Currently my wallet is left with 30- 40 dollars? Boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I didnt much on clothes and all.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I think I need to tighten my belt and start saving for November. LOL. There's 2 important dates coming and that will definitely burn a hole in my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=( Life sucks without money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-3895574439872701943?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/3895574439872701943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=3895574439872701943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/3895574439872701943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/3895574439872701943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/09/penniless.html' title='Penniless'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-4006789274382275247</id><published>2011-09-11T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T18:14:01.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaningless</title><content type='html'>Studying economics is seriously very tiring and demoralising. Everything has to refer back to the notes and then figure out step by step in order to understand it. The lecturers in my school is not doing any help. I wonder why we pay so much tuition fee for. The deadweight loss to the society is too high when they hire lecturers who cant teach and only know to talk to themselves during the lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I understand that my school fee is being subsidised by the government, but that makes no reason for hiring lecturers who cant teach well. I mean there are tons of good teachers and lecturers out there, why don't the school just hire them? Being a Harvard or Yale PHD holder doesnt really mean anything you know, if they cant teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of ranting on and on. It's partially my fault for not revising after the lectures on my own. I forgot that we paid the school fee for independent study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be fair to other good lecturers for my semester, I only can say that my childhood and youth and Computing lecturers are the best. ok. Maybe the banking lecturer is a little better than the rest of the other 2 econs lecturers. I cant believe that the econs department cant even find a proper lecturer to teach us. You cant assume that we know everything you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has been procrastinating since the morning while thinking of how to solve the banking homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Singapore doesnt care so much about our qualification, I would have dropped out last semester and joined the workforce. But the cruel reality says that I am unable to do so, because I have to support my parents next time and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian. Life is so short, yet I cant do the things that I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: IM not emo. Ive cleared the depression phrase long time ago. Thinking back at it, it's so not worth my time being emo. People move on and lead a better life. I hope you will too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-4006789274382275247?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/4006789274382275247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=4006789274382275247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4006789274382275247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4006789274382275247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/09/meaningless.html' title='Meaningless'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-1427554209824929390</id><published>2011-09-11T12:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T12:28:27.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid Autumn festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/293312_10150319195298781_672463780_8543295_858280222_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 528px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 720px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/293312_10150319195298781_672463780_8543295_858280222_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/300975_10150319196563781_672463780_8543303_953211114_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 720px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 540px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/300975_10150319196563781_672463780_8543303_953211114_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of me driving hor! Dont play play. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHhhh. This year's Chinese Garden's lantern decorations are totally not worth the 12 bucks entrance fee can. Waste my money. -.- In the end I jus toured one round then went out of it already. Next time shall not waste so much money liao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually im quite tempted to upload the 6 pacs pictures . heh heh heh. But that one i think can use it to blackmail someone next time. LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-1427554209824929390?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/1427554209824929390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=1427554209824929390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1427554209824929390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1427554209824929390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/09/mid-autumn-festival.html' title='Mid Autumn festival'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-5854556594049133075</id><published>2011-09-07T17:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T19:01:14.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed emotions</title><content type='html'>The Econometrics lecture is seriously wasting my time. I attended the 2 hour lecture yet I didnt even learn anything new. All I know is that the lecturer enjoyed rapping like Jay Chou while explaining the formulars to us. I doubt anyone can understand his teaching. Some people left the LT halfway through. I really felt like leaving too, but I dont feel secured if I leave halfway. Hais. But it doesnt really make a difference though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that I have to start studying soon if not it's really gone case.&lt;br /&gt;I need to submit 2 econs assignments on Monday. Why do they have to make my life so cham?! WHYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I seemed to be in a daze. I can just drift off while I was chatting with my friends. Dont even know what's wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda hard to pretend there's nothing wrong when I know I'm partially responsible for it.&lt;br /&gt;I have endured with the pain for almost 2 years and I know it's hard to pull through it.&lt;br /&gt;Just feel that there's a need for me to do something about it, but I dont know what to do..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-5854556594049133075?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/5854556594049133075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=5854556594049133075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5854556594049133075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5854556594049133075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/09/mixed-emotions.html' title='Mixed emotions'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-3078504226426043005</id><published>2011-09-06T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T21:57:49.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mugging hard day</title><content type='html'>Today went Je library with sistar and mug for my money and banking. It was tougher than I thought it would be. =/ I spent 9 dollars for my lunch. Cant believe it that Im spending so much. This is how a monopolised cafe earn in the library. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with jerome later in the library shortly after sister has left. Had fun singing in his car hahahaha. Like it's better than kbox sia because no need pay entrance fee! hahahaha. eh, next time go save more songs in your thumbdrive then we can sing more songs. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I returned home, bro was teasing me how bloated my tummy is. OK. It's still bloated. I don't know why. Maybe I didnt bake enough cakes recently.. oh wells. Maybe the fats is just accumulating inside my tummy. Maybe they form their own cliques already. But no! Im not gonna let them stay that way... Somehow Im gonna exercise.. Someday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I'm not going to msn for good. Ok. Not everyday. Maybe some days. I've got a lot of things to settle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-3078504226426043005?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/3078504226426043005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=3078504226426043005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/3078504226426043005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/3078504226426043005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/09/mugging-hard-day.html' title='Mugging hard day'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-8420716274191443627</id><published>2011-09-05T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T00:23:26.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liar Liar - Christina Grimmie (Official Full Song)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EPM5dhwHw6o?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;Recently got addicted to this song.&lt;br /&gt;Love her songs and covers. Do find Christina Grimmie at youtube! hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-8420716274191443627?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/8420716274191443627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=8420716274191443627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8420716274191443627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8420716274191443627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/09/liar-liar-christina-grimmie-official.html' title='Liar Liar - Christina Grimmie (Official Full Song)'/><author><name>Liling</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EPM5dhwHw6o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15578446.post-1593798157923587855</id><published>2011-09-05T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T00:31:15.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stressful life</title><content type='html'>I think Im having some problem understanding my lecturers. I spent my 40 mins watching the webcast and I dont even understand what he's trying to say. Well, I have made up my mind already. Gonna camp at CL from tomorrow onwards. Friends, if you all damn free , do come and find me there can. At my usual hang out place. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday was quite a traumatising day for me. LOL. okay la. At least it's for a good cause.&lt;br /&gt;This kind of things, experience once in a blue moon is enough already. If not too scary. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 is a good number indeed.&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/15578446-1593798157923587855?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/1593798157923587855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=1593798157923587855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1593798157923587855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1593798157923587855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/09/stressful-life.html' title='stressful life'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-8046482041549201703</id><published>2011-09-01T21:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T22:11:22.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dedicated post to my 'DEAREST' bro</title><content type='html'>Hello brother, I know you'lll read this post. Can you please pleaseeee don't talk about what we have been discussing soo loud?! LOL . Trying to get me busted har.&lt;br /&gt;You better not force me to leak your gossip out.. heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit la you. Want the whole world to know what we were gossiping about is it!! tsk&lt;br /&gt;I dun care, in order to compensate for my loss, you have to buy me that meow meow.&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/15578446-8046482041549201703?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/8046482041549201703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=8046482041549201703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8046482041549201703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8046482041549201703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/09/dedicated-post-to-my-dearest-bro.html' title='dedicated post to my &apos;DEAREST&apos; bro'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-2098695917408879588</id><published>2011-09-01T00:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T22:34:03.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Prob</title><content type='html'>I was listening to Muttons just now and they were making jokes again.&lt;br /&gt;This time is about a husband and wife.&lt;br /&gt;The story goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife everytime carries her husband's photo in her purse. Whenever she has problem, she'll secretly go to the toilet and take out the photo and look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the wife told the husband about this. Feeling delighted, the husband said: " See! Told you that Im so powerful in your life! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignoring his remarks, the wife said, " Yea. Whenever I face a problem, I'll look at your photo, thinking what else could it be a bigger problem than this. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahaa. Some husband and wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-2098695917408879588?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/2098695917408879588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=2098695917408879588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/2098695917408879588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/2098695917408879588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/09/big-prob.html' title='Big Prob'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-5891634126336230745</id><published>2011-08-30T12:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T12:13:49.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of Sleep</title><content type='html'>For the past 2 nights, I didnt manage to catch up with my sleep. On the first night, I was listening to an interesting story while finishing my Macroeconomics assignment. As for last night I have to discuss my computing project with project mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking I have no idea what we are doing since Im pretty much a IT noob. I only use computer to go facebook, browse through blogshops and chat with friends online. Besides those activities, I dont know what I need a computer for. So I dozed off while discussing with them. I know right.. Im so horrible. But I managed to wake up and continue the discussion after that. HAHAHA. Then I dozed off again after it ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was awaken by my Mom who noticed that my room's light is still on. It was 3am. My laptop just auto shut down sia. -.- Cant believe I was that tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, maybe I should cut down on my online chatting habit and get some sleep. hahhaha. So if there's anything, do sms me. I'll be more than happy to squander my unlimited free sms away.&lt;br /&gt;My current usage of SMS is roughly 2000 plus per month. It's not really a lot if you compare me with Peiyun who loves to spam messages. (She sms me one sentence per message. Or sometimes one word per msg! LOL) So I'm trying to hit that figure. So friends do help to entertain me if I text you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for the 25/25 essay with evidence and critical analysis. Hahaha. It's not easy to get full marks for such research paper hor.&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/15578446-5891634126336230745?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/5891634126336230745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=5891634126336230745' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5891634126336230745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5891634126336230745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/08/lack-of-sleep.html' title='Lack of Sleep'/><author><name>Liling</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15578446.post-5948353056155325499</id><published>2011-08-28T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T21:34:31.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>argh</title><content type='html'>Seriously regretted much for procrastinating for so many days. There's one assignment to hand up tmr. Even though it just 3 short questions but I took almost 2 days to finish it and I'm still struggling to understand the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. I need to have the damn hardcare mugger spirit now. Else I'll have to burn midnight oil again. Omg.. I need motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-5948353056155325499?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/5948353056155325499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=5948353056155325499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5948353056155325499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5948353056155325499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/08/argh.html' title='argh'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-5282914670574260835</id><published>2011-08-28T14:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T15:16:07.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random post.</title><content type='html'>So I went for another volleyball training last friday after the super short lecture because the lecturer couldnt find the tape recorder for us to watch the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a familiar face during the training. At first I thought that she was my soci tutorial classmate, then I started talking about what I told her during the soci class. Now I know why she looked so confused because she was my new friend that I made during money and banking class! Oh man. Until this morning then I realise that I mistaken her as another girl. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, volleyball training was damn depressing for me. Seniors keep coming over and train me because I cant dig properly. They kept saying that my squating position damn weird and keep leaning backwards etc.. hais.. noob sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I dont know if its me getting older or what. Dont feel like to shop nowadays. Maybe too broke to shop anyways. I prefer going some exotic places which dont really requires money. Or just sitting down and chill with friends etc. Shopping is such a money wasting activity lorh. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to Mid Autumn Festival.:D&lt;br /&gt;Hope that I can find Marie lantern by the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-5282914670574260835?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/5282914670574260835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=5282914670574260835' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5282914670574260835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5282914670574260835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/08/random-post.html' title='Random post.'/><author><name>Liling</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15578446.post-3102179582728098140</id><published>2011-08-25T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T23:24:57.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spend less</title><content type='html'>Think that I'll have to spend lesser money and earn more money.&lt;br /&gt;I just dont like the feeling of not working. Have been hesitating to buy stuffs nowadays. Like I'll think a few more times before buying certain stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with bro few days ago about money issue. I got a great shock when he said that Im the only so called friend of his who will think twice to buy certain stuffs. BRO, if you are reading this, please do introduce some of friends who buy things without looking at the price tag one. It's for the future of your beloved cousin you know~ . HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being so random now. Hate doing readings etc. I just want to watch pretty little liars and lying game whole day. oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a jog just now with Martin. Took me around 1 hr to finish the run. It wasnt even a marathon. It's just a jog from my house to the end of the cck track and back to my house again. As expected, I only managed to jog continuously from my place to the end of the pathway then we walked back. LOL if not i sure can faint sia.&lt;br /&gt;Im damn lazy nowadays.&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/15578446-3102179582728098140?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/3102179582728098140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=3102179582728098140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/3102179582728098140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/3102179582728098140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/08/spend-less.html' title='Spend less'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-4629537759119877740</id><published>2011-08-25T17:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T01:10:49.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Met a cute boy today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2d9HsukutY/TlfS-dMlj1I/AAAAAAAACbg/fzyluvGxcl8/s1600/IMG_0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645212628363349842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2d9HsukutY/TlfS-dMlj1I/AAAAAAAACbg/fzyluvGxcl8/s400/IMG_0174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fZLQVi1oZos/TlfS9x0HC-I/AAAAAAAACbY/DsJYzY9h_ts/s1600/IMG_0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645212616717962210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fZLQVi1oZos/TlfS9x0HC-I/AAAAAAAACbY/DsJYzY9h_ts/s400/IMG_0170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XKVT8ykKfvY/TlYbmjjAkvI/AAAAAAAACbA/HRXnRSlRaDQ/s1600/25082011082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644729532146553586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XKVT8ykKfvY/TlYbmjjAkvI/AAAAAAAACbA/HRXnRSlRaDQ/s400/25082011082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess who's this? hahahha identity will not be disclosed though. Guess correctly no prize too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But seriously this is damn cute lah I kept laughing non stop whenever I see this. So young wana protect our country already! hahahah. So chubby ah, ah boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BTW, this is ah boy, not a girl even though he wears pink. hahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-4629537759119877740?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/4629537759119877740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=4629537759119877740' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4629537759119877740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4629537759119877740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/08/met-cute-boy-today.html' title='Met a cute boy today'/><author><name>Liling</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2d9HsukutY/TlfS-dMlj1I/AAAAAAAACbg/fzyluvGxcl8/s72-c/IMG_0174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15578446.post-8383213555930533949</id><published>2011-08-24T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T23:51:18.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Childhood photos</title><content type='html'>Just went through my childhood pictures just now and had a good laugh at myself. I really cant believe that I did those embarrassing pose when I was young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I dont have a sample to show here but if you guys want to see, I'll be bringing some to my school tmr. So do contact me if you want to see, if not too bad ! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally thought of what to say for my tutorial tomorrow. Actually I thought of some dramatic lines to say, but I just cant bring myself to say it. Too exaggerating already, doubt anyone will believe and it will just tarnish my reputation for faking such a lousy story. HAHAH. yea i know my image isnt that good already, so it's better not to ruin it further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I cant believe that I got my appeal successfully accepted for lousy reason. I just asked the office to put me in this slot that I wanted if there are available slots. If dun have nvm, and I got it!! omg. If I didnt check the venue for the tutorial, I bet I dont even know that my appeal was accepted long time ago. Yeah, I wanted to appeal for my IT1001, but I didnt manage to get it despite my sincere appeal was written in. I wrote until like I was damn poor thing need to have other financial commitments also dont have. I almost followed jerome's suggestion to write that I was being pursuit by loan sharks and so i need money urgently. But that one too exaggerating. Dont want to risk being in the blacklist in computing. hhaahah damn malu la if I really write that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But too bad I have to wake up earlier and risk to be trapped in the jam and have to rush from one tutorial from another even though the rooms are quite near each other. Hais. But I can have my afternoon free. Isnt that good? Think optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my problem is , I havent finish my banking tutorial. Rushing something out now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-8383213555930533949?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/8383213555930533949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=8383213555930533949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8383213555930533949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8383213555930533949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/08/childhood-photos.html' title='Childhood photos'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-998535304848108181</id><published>2011-08-24T17:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T17:42:26.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GipqamvjXzc/TlTHXfxHkaI/AAAAAAAACa4/4dHVgGBXh1o/s1600/sem1%2Btimetable.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644355439480508834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GipqamvjXzc/TlTHXfxHkaI/AAAAAAAACa4/4dHVgGBXh1o/s400/sem1%2Btimetable.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here's my timetable of my stressful semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This morning, I took cab to school because bro's company is paying for it. It's like there's a free ride, why not take it right.. But the taxi uncle obviously took the longer route to my school. I knew it because I know the way from my house to school and it doesnt pass through so many HDB.&lt;br /&gt;But I didnt confront the uncle or whatsoever la, just take it as it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I wasnt late for my tutorial this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais. Life is getting tougher when I dont understand most of my lecturers. Either they speak unclearly or they didnt teach the main points. Or probably Im just stupid la. Sian.&lt;br /&gt;Econometrics is killer. I dont even know what's going on and there's so many symbols and formulars for us to memorise etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add on, I havent prepare my tutorials for tomorrow yet.&lt;br /&gt;Think Im going to be a zai nv and stay at home even during weekends to mug.&lt;br /&gt;But Im thinking of how am i going to do that because it's kinda hard to mug at home with so many distractions available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. End of ranting. Hope everything is going to be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-998535304848108181?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/998535304848108181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=998535304848108181' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/998535304848108181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/998535304848108181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/08/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>Liling</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GipqamvjXzc/TlTHXfxHkaI/AAAAAAAACa4/4dHVgGBXh1o/s72-c/sem1%2Btimetable.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15578446.post-5129158775666721948</id><published>2011-08-23T11:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T11:49:59.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate tutorials</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that I'm that unproductive. I have spent 2 whole nights doing my tutorials yet I cant finish it all. All I want to do is to browse through online stores and chat whole day. lol!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;. Shall study and stop being so whiny.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my bro damn nice. He helped me wrapped my money and banking textbook :D&lt;br /&gt;Best bro in the world. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-5129158775666721948?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/5129158775666721948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=5129158775666721948' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5129158775666721948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5129158775666721948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/08/hate-tutorials.html' title='Hate tutorials'/><author><name>Liling</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15578446.post-1902532170027834459</id><published>2011-08-22T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T23:55:25.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the past</title><content type='html'>Today bro came back early from work and we decided to go down for a jog. As usual, I cant jog for long and decided to take a stroll back instead! hahahaha damn weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even went to playground to bring back childhood memories. ok la. Maybe not his memories, but mine. I saw a few children playing the slides and made a bet with bro. If either of us loses in the scissors paper stone game, the person has to play the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being so suay today, I lost it. I was having a great fun until I saw a few people staring at me! hHAHAHA DAMN MALU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which we did some malu stuffs by playing the spliting game. Idk how to explain but it's some game that I played during pri sch. It's like you have to play the scissors paper stone( SPS) game, then if the person win, he can shift one foot away behind and the loser has to bring his foot forward to do a split kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really played downstairs and some secondary school students from the bus stop saw us doing that. HAHA . So we changed game to play the SPS stairs game. How to play?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, play SPS ,the winner can go up one step till he /she reaches home! hahahaha damn bo liao. We gave up eventually after one flight of stairs. It's good to have a bro at home to do childish thing with. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;My immune system for sweet talking is seriously damn weak.&lt;br /&gt;Need to build a stronger wall soon. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-1902532170027834459?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/1902532170027834459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=1902532170027834459' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1902532170027834459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1902532170027834459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/08/back-to-past.html' title='Back to the past'/><author><name>Liling</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15578446.post-6918005910135534637</id><published>2011-08-21T12:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T12:45:18.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yea 10 bucks for that keychain</title><content type='html'>Today after giving tuition, I stopped by westmall to return some books. When I was about to enter the train station later, I was being approached by a guy who tried to 'cheat' my money. He showed me one keychain that he made and told me that the metal piece is made of bronze and it is worth the same as our Singapore 1 dollar coin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought it is another charity drive and I dont mind forking out 2 dollars for it.&lt;br /&gt;But he said, he's doing some business thing and said most of the people dont mind giving him 10 dollars for it. yea. So he asked if I have 10 bucks in my wallet and do i mind buying that piece of tiny metal for 10. Of course I lied and said I only have 2 dollars and said gtg~ hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn good at lying. At first when he asked for my name, I told him that my name is Joanne. hahaha. Feels so bad for using my friend's sis name cos that's the first name that I thought of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever, it's not as if he'll see me again and call me Joanne.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, today is the curry day of SINGAPORE.. In order to show support for our fellow Singaporean, my family is cooking curry today! hahhahah. :D&lt;br /&gt;ok. gtg and do my computing homework~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-6918005910135534637?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/6918005910135534637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=6918005910135534637' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/6918005910135534637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/6918005910135534637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/08/yea-10-bucks-for-that-keychain.html' title='Yea 10 bucks for that keychain'/><author><name>Liling</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15578446.post-7176790752105934501</id><published>2011-08-17T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T21:50:42.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic life</title><content type='html'>Been too busy with my life recently. I can't believe that school started so soon and I don't even have the time to adjust to my study life. The 3-months long break is seriously too enjoyable that I don't wish school to start. My colleagues in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HSBC&lt;/span&gt; are awesome, I've got hard earned money to spend and I can shopping all day long. During night time, I still can watch online dramas, chat with friends etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have to switch myself into a panic mood. It just felt so weird that I have to start studying at night instead of watching my favourite shows and talk cock with my friends over &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe that I'm starting to panic right now which is the first week of the semester. I never thought of studying in the past, but now just feel so obliged to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's 2 lectures are seriously boringggg. Computing and Econometrics? Like both of them schedule on the same day? Can kill.&lt;br /&gt;The hardware and softwares of computers are just boring. But I have learnt something useful today!! Do you know that in every computers they have their own battery when actually most of the desktops function by power ? The battery is to allow the computer to function even though we switch off our comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the reason why our computers are always being kept up to date, i.e the time and the day is always correct! hahahah. Learn something new. Even though I wasn't so interested in the lecture itself. All I did was to look around at the people in the auditorium. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, on our journey back from computing to Arts, I really thought that I am going to faint. There are soo many flights of stairs etc.&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe that I have to do it everywk.&lt;br /&gt;OK.&lt;br /&gt;Im tired. Going to slp soon. bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-7176790752105934501?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/7176790752105934501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=7176790752105934501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/7176790752105934501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/7176790752105934501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/08/hectic-life.html' title='Hectic life'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-7699049686462296397</id><published>2011-08-16T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T21:07:10.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insecured</title><content type='html'>This is bad. The slots that I wanted are not much available. EC3303 it's full already and 2213 only left with a slot. I hope some people out there can just drop the slots for both module and let me in. pls pls pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never felt so insecured about my school life before. This is really bad.&lt;br /&gt;I know this sound so dramatic but it's really how I'm feeling now. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-7699049686462296397?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/7699049686462296397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=7699049686462296397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/7699049686462296397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/7699049686462296397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/08/insecured.html' title='Insecured'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-7166218247159458228</id><published>2011-08-16T09:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T09:43:31.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>): fighting the war alone</title><content type='html'>AHHH cant believe that Im so dumb for placing the wrong tutorial slot for my soci and ended up not getting my 3303 tutorial slot. omg. Im so stupid. I even went home early yesterday and double check, triple, quadraple check!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid me. I even caused my fren to not have his other timetable slots because of my negligence. OMG..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how how. omg. Never felt so alone. OKay except for the time that I re took my Chinese A levels. But that's .. that's over. Now I've got this tutorial balloting to handle. Pls pls I hope nobody will want my tutorial slots tmr.. =/ *cross fingers* or at least let me swap it with a person who has the slot that I want?&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to be a lonely child in tutorials.. nooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got phobia of tutorials even with friends okayyy. Omg..pls let me have some friends to take with me.. and i dun want to stay in school for freakin long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im fighting this war and hope that I'll bring glory back tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-7166218247159458228?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/7166218247159458228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=7166218247159458228' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/7166218247159458228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/7166218247159458228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/08/fighting-war-alone.html' title='): fighting the war alone'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-6165144250175231487</id><published>2011-08-14T16:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T17:25:21.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camwhore plus new blogskin!</title><content type='html'>It's actually pretty boring to stay at home during weekends. I was so bored that I took out my readings to read! However, that was even more boring. And so, I have decided to give my blog a new face lift! hehehehe. Was pretty proud of myself even though it wasn't my own masterpiece as I took the background from some other websites. But.. Im still very pleased with myself! HEHEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, beside stalking other people's blog, I have decided to a eye makeup. Yea, pretty ah lian/ bimbotic to do this at home during a weekend. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order not to make my effort gone to waste, these are my camwhore pictures!! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xCj4OT2ZqO0/TkePiytzSUI/AAAAAAAACao/42kvmXjVwWs/s1600/Fun%2BFrame%2BImage8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640634886197037378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xCj4OT2ZqO0/TkePiytzSUI/AAAAAAAACao/42kvmXjVwWs/s400/Fun%2BFrame%2BImage8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bqcMrTvsvLI/TkePi61ciJI/AAAAAAAACag/elYiJz8eOuU/s1600/Fun%2BFrame%2BImage7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640634888376584338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bqcMrTvsvLI/TkePi61ciJI/AAAAAAAACag/elYiJz8eOuU/s400/Fun%2BFrame%2BImage7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OKay. got the sec sch ah lian feel~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9GAMf0xcUf8/TkePigs2DMI/AAAAAAAACaY/SOXQNR8VAeE/s1600/Fun%2BFrame%2BImage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640634881361185986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9GAMf0xcUf8/TkePigs2DMI/AAAAAAAACaY/SOXQNR8VAeE/s400/Fun%2BFrame%2BImage5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ImMcaekf9rA/TkePitujt0I/AAAAAAAACaQ/1nimHjpk--g/s1600/Fun%2BFrame%2BImage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640634884858033986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ImMcaekf9rA/TkePitujt0I/AAAAAAAACaQ/1nimHjpk--g/s400/Fun%2BFrame%2BImage4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZrPUa6Ykug/TkePiTkp9BI/AAAAAAAACaI/fXGJWEvzeYI/s1600/Fun%2BFrame%2BImage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640634877837177874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZrPUa6Ykug/TkePiTkp9BI/AAAAAAAACaI/fXGJWEvzeYI/s400/Fun%2BFrame%2BImage3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C5DOLE3MmZY/TkeOhMGyxyI/AAAAAAAACY4/Q-VeHFWqgcs/s1600/Fun%2BFrame%2BImage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640633759141381922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C5DOLE3MmZY/TkeOhMGyxyI/AAAAAAAACY4/Q-VeHFWqgcs/s320/Fun%2BFrame%2BImage2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OKay. thats all for now. Actually I have taken quite a few snaps, but I really cannot stand myself for looking so lian, so didnt upload it in the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprisingly when I was in my secondary sch, I didnt look like an Ah Lian at all. I was a decent and innocent school girl can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, I think that the do-not-cook-curry issue very amusing. The PRC expects a local Indian family not to cook curry when they are at home. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In response to the issue, our fellow Singaporeans created a facebook event to encourage every Singaporean to cook curry at home. HAHAHAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the way Singaporeans stand up for our own people :) This is the Singapore Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-6165144250175231487?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/6165144250175231487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=6165144250175231487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/6165144250175231487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/6165144250175231487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/08/camwhore-plus-new-blogskin.html' title='Camwhore plus new blogskin!'/><author><name>Liling</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xCj4OT2ZqO0/TkePiytzSUI/AAAAAAAACao/42kvmXjVwWs/s72-c/Fun%2BFrame%2BImage8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15578446.post-5534279868550842538</id><published>2011-08-13T18:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T15:21:13.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blogskin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/184038_10150283998093781_672463780_7564703_7026570_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 668px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 506px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/184038_10150283998093781_672463780_7564703_7026570_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hihi! I have finally changed my blogskin. It's much more simpler than the previous one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I'm seriously too bored today already. There are readings for me, yet I don't wish to touch it at all. Why my holidays ended sooo fast?? Oh man~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 376px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 561px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/293706_10150283996263781_672463780_7564672_8302739_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But no, I have to keep myself motivated. Need to follow the RJ's spirit! Though I wasnt from their school, but their motivation and perseverance are indeed admirable. My rj colleague told me that, if you don't study during your free time, you'll be seen as a WERIDO. Yea, I guess I should do something more contructive during my freetime nowadays instead of browsing blogshops and doing up a new blogskin. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So few days ago, I met up with my ex-colleagues in HSBC. Yijing is gonna leave his homeland for USA to pursue his studies. He's a really nice friend who will drive us out for lunch and fetch us back to office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 664px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 480px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/262404_10150283997903781_672463780_7564700_8120028_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hais. I think I already lost the momentum to blog already. I cant really think of what to write. Loss of words to describe my life. Might be back soon to blogging. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-5534279868550842538?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/5534279868550842538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=5534279868550842538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5534279868550842538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5534279868550842538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-blogskin.html' title='New Blogskin'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-4143416032927650374</id><published>2011-08-12T20:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T20:31:27.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k3kHP6ry540/TkUbpzu_OlI/AAAAAAAACYY/g3vmEDnk5OI/s1600/dp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639944513427290706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k3kHP6ry540/TkUbpzu_OlI/AAAAAAAACYY/g3vmEDnk5OI/s320/dp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Backed by popular demand, I'm back to blogging. okay la. Maybe just once in a while because there's really nothing much to blog about my life. My life during my summer break was just simply: Work and shopping. Haha. Can't believe that my holiday ended yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today, school wasnt as bad as I thought. Met quite a number of seniors and friends today esp during General Biology lecture which I crashed. hahaha but too bad I didnt take that mod. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Money and Banking was boring though. Next time if I happen to suffer from insomnia, maybe I'll just turn on that webcast lecture and watch. LOL ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Childhood and youth was alright though. But I have this phobia for sociology classes. Idk why though. Since SC1101E and SSA1201 I'm like that already. But I still like soci.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. You know who you are, as requested, this is my blogpost. Don't say I didnt blog hor. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-4143416032927650374?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/4143416032927650374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=4143416032927650374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4143416032927650374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4143416032927650374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of school'/><author><name>Liling</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k3kHP6ry540/TkUbpzu_OlI/AAAAAAAACYY/g3vmEDnk5OI/s72-c/dp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15578446.post-3177313091834113382</id><published>2011-07-17T10:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T10:19:32.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated</title><content type='html'>It is really frustrating to be helpless AND EVERYTHING JUS SEEMED TO BE BEYOND MY CONTORL.&lt;br /&gt;This is really a bad time to pms now. I cant do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so many ways to stop it. Stop. Why it just cant be stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one wrong move, your life is gonna be ruined , screwed and none of which is reversible.&lt;br /&gt;And i dont wish to see that.&lt;br /&gt;Ok maybe im over reacting. But that's how i feel. Even though in sociology lessons, the teachers taught us to stay calm and that is normal. It is not normal to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-3177313091834113382?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/3177313091834113382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=3177313091834113382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/3177313091834113382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/3177313091834113382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/07/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-2670202837208289731</id><published>2011-04-03T18:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T18:14:36.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>same thing. Diff person</title><content type='html'>I keep wondering if im that insignificant in others people life not. Same thing happened. But it's on different person. &lt;br /&gt;Why promises just cant be kept? It cant be that fast and forget the fact that we are meeting right. We were talking about it just yesterday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just leave it to fate. I've done my part already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-2670202837208289731?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/2670202837208289731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=2670202837208289731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/2670202837208289731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/2670202837208289731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/04/same-thing-diff-person.html' title='same thing. Diff person'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-4321460887822460120</id><published>2011-04-02T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T23:03:54.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>Funny how people tend to blame people when things go wrong. But reflecting once again, it's yourself who allows things to go wrong. So it's not the time to blame others and reflect on yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's some random thoughts i've got recently. I was suffering from emotional breakdown past few days, but ive sort of recovered now. Always think of the bright side would be the best solution i guess. No point feeling depressed all the time. Always try to make things better everyday. :) im trying so hard to be optimistic whenever i could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on a lighter note, yesterday was April's fool. I guess that's the most successful april fool I 've ever have. Al thanks to my gullible cousin. Hhaha. First he lied to me that he lost his wallet. I checked my phone and saw several msgs frm him aft my lecture. At first i never think properly and called him immediately. He continued to play along. After which,during tutorial i realised something was amissed. 1:47pm texted me said that he was at je station, 1;31at police station. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Yah right wher got walk so fast one? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I texted him to confirm once again that he lost his wallet. He never replied until he knock off and said wana meet me at je station to make another lost report. &lt;br /&gt;After i reached the place he told me it's all a joke. Walao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought im going to be tricked jus like that, my april's fool gone and let him laugh at me for the whole day. But xh helped me think of a brilliant plan, which is to tell him that i've already made the police report . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the smarter one, of course he wont believe my msg. But i kp pranking him until he reaches gombak mrt and i showed him the almost going to cry face then he realise the seriousness. &lt;br /&gt;But he was feeling very suspicious even when we walk towards the police station to 'cancel the report'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when he is abt to push open the door, i grab his shirt and said i was just joking, happy april's fool!hahahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;Then he started whacking me in front of the police station because he almost scared to death by me.haha. &lt;br /&gt;Lucky the police never come out and arrest us for fighting in front of the police station. &lt;br /&gt;So,that's my most successful prank which allow me to laugh at him for a year.till next yr's april's fool.haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-4321460887822460120?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/4321460887822460120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=4321460887822460120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4321460887822460120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4321460887822460120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/04/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-1394647708341467580</id><published>2011-03-26T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T23:24:45.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inspiring quote</title><content type='html'>Today while doing work with bro, I came up with a quote that i think it's quite ironic. And i think it's damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”you cant do anything, but to do it”.means no point complaining on the heavy workload but to endure and complete it. Glad that i've someone to do work and feel the stress together.hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-1394647708341467580?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/1394647708341467580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=1394647708341467580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1394647708341467580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1394647708341467580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/03/inspiring-quote.html' title='inspiring quote'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-4845802038722417110</id><published>2011-03-20T10:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T10:36:29.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too lazy to think of a title</title><content type='html'>There are reasons why teenagers dislike to talk at home. They'd rather lock themselves up in their rooms and indulge in massive internet games or online chatting and not come out and chat with their family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should understand the reason now. Because talking too much tend to lead to more misunderstandings and also, due to the generation gap and different thinking mindsets, we should all remain distant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This process save a lot of trouble. Maybe I should try to learn from them. Heck what the councillors say about maintaining healthy relationship by communicating more. Cant they see that more communication means more disagreement= more trouble and unhappiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also don't agree what other people say about 'being yourself'. If carrying yourself in a way that people doesnt like then what's so good about being yourself in the first place? It will just generate more hatred towards you by the people around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, I conclude that everyone should try to change for the better and not being so stubborn and stuck in your own comfort zone and pretend everyone loves you alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-4845802038722417110?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/4845802038722417110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=4845802038722417110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4845802038722417110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4845802038722417110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/03/too-lazy-to-think-of-title.html' title='too lazy to think of a title'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-544788738441076005</id><published>2011-03-18T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T00:45:22.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my wish is to be tall again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTRe5ErO38ZasmW0Ilef1JmjdV-lWftRC4xjLlDO2khoJCHjpgmQw"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 183px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTRe5ErO38ZasmW0Ilef1JmjdV-lWftRC4xjLlDO2khoJCHjpgmQw" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok. I'm now inserting another post regarding how much I wish can be tall again. It's just a sudden random thoughts that came to my mind today. OK. it's not random because I wanted to be tall since last December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the photos that I posted above and below? All are above 1.6m. My wish was to be 1.6m in the past, now i wish to be 1.63~ 1.65m. But it's kinda impossible because I'M 20 this year. Cant believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want I was 10, I wished to be short. TO be as short as possible, as petite as possible. Now 10 years down the road, I TOTALLY REGRET it . Stupid me when I was young. Cant I just tolerate the smell from the perspiration of the guys? Cant i just bear with their nonsense for few more years? Because when I enter sec1, I was slowly becoming one of the shortest. AND I WAS KINDA PROUD TO BE ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one secret that I never told anyone before is that I was kinda happy that people said I was short. I took it as a compliment. Wah. IM that dumb seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i really regreted. I cant wear baggy clothes without looking weird. Cant wear maxi dress. Cant do alot of stuffs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ca0.upanh.com/8.479.12696144.KUX0/508f60387b23cc1996ddd85a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 433px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 717px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://ca0.upanh.com/8.479.12696144.KUX0/508f60387b23cc1996ddd85a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at xu wei ning. So pretty right! I used to hate her because she snatch zhi shu from xiang qing in e zuo ju 2 wen. But after watching xia yi zhan xing fu, I like her so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://english.cri.cn/mmsource/images/2009/03/24/4581lin2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 499px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://english.cri.cn/mmsource/images/2009/03/24/4581lin2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one is an example of the long legs that i wanted. OK. maybe not that long. shorter by 5cm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q_q8kL9zzJY/TIHNzpmnoOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/5dwp5Wzl3j8/s400/angela_baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q_q8kL9zzJY/TIHNzpmnoOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/5dwp5Wzl3j8/s400/angela_baby.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the look that I wanted though I know it's not natural. Angelababy has the looks that all women in the world wanted. Dont know who is her plastic surgeon, maybe should present some award to him for being such a successful surgeon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais. Done with the sighing. Going to slp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shit. Just realise I haven print my lecture notes for tmr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-544788738441076005?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/544788738441076005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=544788738441076005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/544788738441076005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/544788738441076005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-wish-is-to-be-tall-again.html' title='my wish is to be tall again'/><author><name>Liling</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q_q8kL9zzJY/TIHNzpmnoOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/5dwp5Wzl3j8/s72-c/angela_baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15578446.post-9124037369154920030</id><published>2011-03-17T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T23:46:49.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn malu</title><content type='html'>Today I did something silly today. By accident.&lt;br /&gt;Super &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;malu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to toilet half way through my lecture and then I came into the wrong lecture hall! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;At first I looked at the lecturer and realise it's not the same person. But I thought that he might be some guest lecturer whom my lecturer might engage. So i went up the steps &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;nonchalantly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I did saw the students were looking at me. I just assumed that they never seen anyone gone to toilet and then came back and join the lecture. Few secs later, THEN i notice something was amiss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;The lecturer was talking about some doctor saying some stuffs and I couldnt find my friends. By then , I was already half way up the stairs already! Without a second thought, i fled for my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;-.- Everyone was no doubt laughing at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Cant believe it I went to the wrong lecture hall. I should have known it by looking at the size of the hall. It's 1/4 times smaller than my actual lecture hall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;But i was told that that lecture might be meant for medicine student. So I was in the same lecture hall as them for few secs? hahaha felt like Im part of them. LOL. ok this is crap. I should stop dreaming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;oh. On a lighter note, I finally bought some clothings today! yay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Felt so great to spend money on pretty things. But felt like shit with 2 dollars left in wallet after that. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-9124037369154920030?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/9124037369154920030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=9124037369154920030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/9124037369154920030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/9124037369154920030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/03/damn-malu.html' title='damn malu'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-8833757537545550795</id><published>2011-03-15T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T23:27:17.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling crappy</title><content type='html'>Recently I have been feeling rather crappy because of my projects, results and my life. But after reading the news on Japan's Tsunami, I felt bad to feel that way. Even though my life is full of craps, but then there are more people out there whose life is even worse than mine but they still stand up on the feet and struggle to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so bad to even think of giving up when I only suffer such a minor setback in life.&lt;br /&gt;Actually come to think about it, life is short, might as well live to the fullest. But idk how.&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn lazy to do almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, it is important to have goals. But my only goals is to quickly finish my studies. After that, I have nothing much in mind already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people predicted that the world is coming to an end next year which might be true from what happened recently in the world. Nuclear leaked in Japan is an serious issue that jeopardize the lives of many others. I even received messages regarding avoiding the rain in Asian countries because the radiation might come as a form of rain. But i highly doubt it is possible, but who knows? But i still think it's not possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished Watching " 3 idiots" yesterday and was inspired.&lt;br /&gt;By repeating "Azz is well" which means " all is well" a several times would make you feel better as you think that everything would be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais. hope everything is fine?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-8833757537545550795?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/8833757537545550795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=8833757537545550795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8833757537545550795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8833757537545550795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/03/feeling-crappy.html' title='Feeling crappy'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-3046272871280782045</id><published>2011-03-04T20:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T23:16:05.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PHOTOSHOP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, yesterday on Yahoo news headline... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I saw the news regarding some blowup doll. Looking at the thumbprint, I thought this girl is chio and so I clicked open the news. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To my surprise, the page is filled with her almost flawless photos. Being gullible as always, I thought there's really somebody who looks like a doll and is so anime-like. So she's my topic for the whole entire of yesterday. I keep telling my cousin and my parents how pretty she looks and both me and my cousin were so engrossed into looking at pretty girls. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifeisreallybeautiful.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/wang-jia-yun-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://lifeisreallybeautiful.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/wang-jia-yun-16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favourite picture of her! Her hair is so pretty !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I wasnt paying much attention to my econs lecture but was discussing about her looks with xiuhan! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifeisreallybeautiful.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/Wang-Jiayun-41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://lifeisreallybeautiful.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/Wang-Jiayun-41.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifeisreallybeautiful.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/Wang-Jiayun-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://lifeisreallybeautiful.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/Wang-Jiayun-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As for the guys, they always praised that her figure is good. But I thought it was photoshopped too. Though I may sound like a sour grape like what my cousin said, but I feel it's a bit un natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;ok. I admit. Im jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, all I have is to praise this 17 year old for having such a photoshop skill which can transform herself into what we saw on the above. I think she has the best photoshop skill I ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So it's time to reveal her true colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" align="center" src="http://lifeisreallybeautiful.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/Wang-Jiayun-without-editing-21.jpg" /&gt;I think that she's really pretty even without the photoshop coating and all. 自然就是美！ Natural is beauty! hahaha DIRECT TRANSLATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, being so carefree after my mid terms, I've decided to do some photoshop on myself!&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm not carefree . It's just because Im lazy to do my econometics homework. Srsly, my jc maths sucks big time esp on statistics. I just cannot understand what the shit is binomial and normal distribution for. And what's the standard deviation and the mean etc etc are for also! Mid terms just screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic. Check out the few photos below. I tried to find pretty photos of myself. But hardly can find any. These 2 are the best I could find. In addition, with the help of my 'make-up' mode camera, I do not have to edit the blemishes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a6/horoscopic_gal/py-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 644px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 525px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a6/horoscopic_gal/py-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, this one my skill sucks and I look super scary. But just trying to get the dolly look. This is my second try though, the first one that I edited is even worse. But heck la, I just edit for the fun of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another one ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a6/horoscopic_gal/meandpy-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 652px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 445px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a6/horoscopic_gal/meandpy-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's for bigger picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a6/horoscopic_gal/meandpy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 405px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 720px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a6/horoscopic_gal/meandpy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 404px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 719px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a6/horoscopic_gal/meandpy-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I think this photo looks more natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, I know my photoshop skills are not that good. But this is the best I can do. Oh btw, im not even using photoshop because that one is too complex already. I used something else. heh heh. Some online tools that I only tell to some. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-3046272871280782045?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/3046272871280782045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=3046272871280782045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/3046272871280782045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/3046272871280782045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/03/photoshop.html' title='PHOTOSHOP'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-1121469406476975692</id><published>2011-02-23T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T23:01:43.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Character within you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyone is born with a character of their own. It holds true that you are born with a character and your surrounding moulds it. Either becoming a better person, or worse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know, but I find it hard to change a person's character. No matter how determine you are of changing your own character, it's still there. Old habits wont kick; Leopards wont change it's spots. Same logic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm now trying very hard to change my character because I feel that there's a need to. I'm lazy, superficial, judgemental etc. My dad kept saying that I used to be a very hardworking kid because I helped out in household. But I don't remember anything of me being hardworking. My room is in a mess and I can just sleep on a bed full of books and papers. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Erm&lt;/span&gt;, maybe not full, half of it. But so anyways, I'm going to change it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And one more thing, there's a serious need to speak like an adult. 20 YEARS OLD ALREADY AND STILL ACTING LIKE A KID IS UNACCEPTABLE. &gt;:(  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So anyways, it's going to be D for demure and M for maturity. Okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Xh owes me a drink for losing the bet on mrt train. I was mature between Clementi station and Gombak. :D good girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-1121469406476975692?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/1121469406476975692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=1121469406476975692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1121469406476975692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1121469406476975692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/02/character-within-you.html' title='Character within you'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-8498145724265660182</id><published>2011-02-20T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T23:39:42.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Theme Song Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lCVOvBV2b1U?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I saw this video before the news. It does looks weird due to the fact that it's feb now?? At first I really thought national day is coming. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this song really brought lots of memories to me. My memory is good when it comes to non-academic related stuffs. How I wish my memory can be used to remember school work especially at a period where my exam is around the corner. Hais. Exam stress again. Weird dreams started to haunt me again. It's not nightmare though but then just dreams that doesnt make sense at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO back to the topic. Upon listening to this song, the feeling of nostalgia overwhelmed me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm very patriotic okay. But that's not the point. It's like this song wil be played over and over again when I was young. Then it reminds me of my primary school and secondary school days. Things changed so fast now that I dont know who am I. People around me started changing school when we graduate. Idk. It just feel quite hard for friends to meet up nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the past, life is relatively slow paced. Idk what really happen to us now. Do you feel that our lives now is so fast that we cant remember what's today's date? I almost forgot a good friend's birthday until I saw the facebook reminder. Seriously. What's with our lives now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I graduated from JC life is really different. Guys got into army, girls started taking part time jobs afterwhich we enter uni. When we meet up, they looks and sounds like different person! Sometimes when you look at a close friend of yours you suddenly feel speechless, awkward. Sometimes , you were close with somebody in some point of time, then few weeks later, that person is like a stranger to you because both of you weren't staying  in touch for quite a while?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know friends come and go, but this is really .. ok i dont have a word for this. Just weird!! I mean what's the point of having friends when you know your friends are going to leave you and find new friends in their new enviornment? (I'm saying this in general, not refering to anybody in particular). Even now, new friends come and go too fast. What is this?!!  ok maybe they didnt go, but just not as close with no reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is so busy with their lives and I'm here feeling the sudden change which is so intimidating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do wish friends could stay in touch. No matter what happen.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'll blog more again on a special request by liyan. A good friend whom I wish to stay in touch with.&lt;br /&gt;yay. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-8498145724265660182?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/8498145724265660182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=8498145724265660182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8498145724265660182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8498145724265660182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/02/singapore-theme-song-home.html' title='Singapore Theme Song Home'/><author><name>Liling</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lCVOvBV2b1U/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15578446.post-6869330855057282593</id><published>2011-02-13T13:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T13:23:03.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello! I doubt anyone would come and visit my blog anymore. Since it's so inactive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So anyways, just feel like blogging today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recently I'm busy with my work though I may seem to be slack. Guess my life is boring. But at least it's better than my cousin's life. Life as an auditor is really boring. HAHA. So I should be glad. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have made similar wishes recently on 11:11 . But guess it wouldnt come true.. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a secret wish. So im not telling. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To end this blog entry, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Advanced V day to everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-6869330855057282593?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/6869330855057282593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=6869330855057282593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/6869330855057282593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/6869330855057282593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/02/hello.html' title='Hello!!'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-1755200609047792594</id><published>2011-01-22T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T23:26:05.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whats wrong</title><content type='html'>After reading my previous post, I realise it's quite retarded. haha. Like comparing horoscopes and saying that without saying anything means cherishing the friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, true friends will hear you out and understand your situation. That's why I tried to explain. But explaining it in a tactful way has some difficulty. So in the end, I beat about the bush and then the outcome isnt what I wanted it to be. It's not even close to my intention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hais. What it is meant to be, it will be. If it's meant to be like that, saying more doesnt really make a difference. It will just make things even more complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really sounded like a super lazy person like what I am now.&lt;br /&gt;Need to kick this bad habit.&lt;br /&gt;Doing econs is really a chore. It's so difficult to understand one concept and it took me ages to solve a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw.The horoscope changed. So im supposed to be Sagittarus now. My dream sort of came true. hahahaha. I like Sagittarus people because they are damn nice and fun. Very friendly too. I guess im the only one who is happy that the horoscope changed. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-1755200609047792594?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/1755200609047792594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=1755200609047792594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1755200609047792594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1755200609047792594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/01/whats-wrong.html' title='whats wrong'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-3805097322887516010</id><published>2011-01-16T20:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T20:30:01.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PMS?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Premenstrual syndrome (PMS) is a collection of physical, psychological, and emotional symptoms related to a woman's menstrual cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common emotional and non-specific symptoms include stress, anxiety, difficulty in falling asleep (insomnia), headache, fatigue, mood swings, increased emotional sensitivity.  (sources from wikipedia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, see the seriousness of PMS? But sometimes, girls like to use this as an excuse. Idk about other people, but I personally like to say that Im having PMS just to avoid people questioning about the sudden attitude change towards them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The truth is , I do not change my attitude towards someone with no reasons. Im not pieces nor I'm gemini. Surely there is something wrong. But what is wrong , most of the time I wont say in order to avoid needless confrontation. Simply because I still cherish the friendship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So go figure, what's wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-3805097322887516010?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/3805097322887516010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=3805097322887516010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/3805097322887516010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/3805097322887516010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/01/pms.html' title='PMS?'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-8725218483617463288</id><published>2011-01-02T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T23:25:15.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 20th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy 20th Birthday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have to admit that Im old already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks Huiting for coming to sleep over yesterday! Love her lots lots for coming over to celebrate my birthday for these few years! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Really had fun playing and chatting with her last night. Im very blissful to have her as my good fren, good sister. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im gonna thank peiyun and wenjuan for planning to give me such a surprise at swensens today. I never expected it. hahaah it gave me a shock when i saw jw sitting by the door and i knew the rest was there. Thanks so much. :) &lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks yanting for coming over and accompanied me after the celebration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if im going to say one thing that make me the most blissful woman in the world it got to be that i have the bestest group of friends in the entire world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-8725218483617463288?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/8725218483617463288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=8725218483617463288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8725218483617463288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8725218483617463288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-20th.html' title='Happy 20th'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-7602555019307089402</id><published>2010-12-31T10:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T19:25:47.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conclusion of my 2010</title><content type='html'>Went to py's house for mahjong yesterday, but it turned out to be a camwhoring session..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I am going to conclude my 2010 here in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it is not a very good year for me. Been through a very hardtime in the beginning of the year. Almost got a depression during that period. I was stress over my a lvl results and some other stuffs. But now it's fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiest day in my entire 2010 was the day I got my results. I played mahjong with my parents on that day and I won the most moneyyyy. Win until Im scared because I was super lucky. Almost every round I won. Yah, and I'm satisfied with what I've got for a lvls. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs075.snc6/168593_479157308546_757238546_6053150_1734137_n.jpg" /&gt;But after which, my life didnt get any better. My caps for my finals is pretty sucky. Dont ask how much it is because it's quite bad. btw, I've decided to major in Econs though. It's going to be a hardlife ...  :/&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs033.snc6/166393_479157638546_757238546_6053161_106781_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs033.snc6/166393_479157638546_757238546_6053161_106781_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 2010, Ive set up a blogshop and set up a booth at the flea market. My 'dream' of being a lady boss has came true even though the sales wasnt that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and i had many part time jobs this year! I think there's 7. I was a sales girl , teacher, personal assistant, receptionist and admin staff! hahahaha. I've got a lot of work experience, but i didnt earn much in total. &lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs076.snc6/168617_479156338546_757238546_6053102_3247671_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs076.snc6/168617_479156338546_757238546_6053102_3247671_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs053.snc6/168344_479156303546_757238546_6053101_4845961_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs053.snc6/168344_479156303546_757238546_6053101_4845961_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, got into a new school and new environment, met a lot of new friends. Most of them are nice and friendly people! :D In this year, I have set some records of my own! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive went clubbing, watched late night movie etc. hehehehee. So proud of myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My new year resolution is to: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pull up my caps by studying hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lose some fats. On my face, arms, and thighs. Mostly impt, my fat tummy. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, dun ever look back,don ever look back next year will be a better year for all . :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-7602555019307089402?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/7602555019307089402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=7602555019307089402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/7602555019307089402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/7602555019307089402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2010/12/conclusion-of-my-2010.html' title='Conclusion of my 2010'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-5321051575236531327</id><published>2010-12-29T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T18:22:11.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regret</title><content type='html'>I have never hated my height so much in my life before. Seriously, given a choice I would rather sit at the back of the tall with all the tall boys during primary school and never dream of being short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If im about 1.62m I will be super happy lorh. Who says being petite is good ? Say what wont hit the ceiling whatsoever. How come no one thinks that being short will get suffocated easily in the crowd or being short cant wear nice maxi dresses etc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im really jealous of girls with long legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to xh's place for blogshop photoshoot and I realised that with my height I'll never get to wear clothes as pretty as compared to people who are tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided! To wear heels whenever I go out. Since I have 2 pretty heels at home , that should do the job. I dun care whether Im studying in National University of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stairs &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;( NUS) or not. Just wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok im crazy. Maybe I'll get myself a nice wedges to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe that Im emo over such things for 2 days ! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-5321051575236531327?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/5321051575236531327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=5321051575236531327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5321051575236531327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5321051575236531327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2010/12/regret.html' title='Regret'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-6900372194108470806</id><published>2010-12-27T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T18:56:35.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4E1 class gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs061.snc6/167109_487921358780_672463780_5762051_5975091_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 720px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 540px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs061.snc6/167109_487921358780_672463780_5762051_5975091_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday, went to Alvin's house for the class gathering. :) It was fun though as we played games such as Monopoly deal and the huimui's erm, police - murderer game. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs061.snc6/167131_487948788780_672463780_5762733_909757_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 720px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 540px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs061.snc6/167131_487948788780_672463780_5762733_909757_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The side with the most property is mine!! Recently got addicted to playing this because I started winning! hahahaha. Last night, I knew I was winning, but idk how to win. Prolly im damn stupid at this sort of mind games. Luckily, all those around me provide me with help and I won by taking Andrew's full set! WHAHAHAHAAH, damn happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs734.ash1/162796_487948378780_672463780_5762717_5714691_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 720px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 540px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs734.ash1/162796_487948378780_672463780_5762717_5714691_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs933.snc4/74692_487919988780_672463780_5762035_3301274_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 720px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 540px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs933.snc4/74692_487919988780_672463780_5762035_3301274_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My class was supposed to be bigger okay. Not like this . I think should be around 33 people? Some friends werent able to make it so my sec sch class looks small though. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, that was it. Last week was an eventful week. Almost everyday I went out except for wednesday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today! Supposed to to go out too. Thanks to someone again ah. LOL! neh-mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tmr! Bidding of modules starts. I havent decide which gek or UE modules I wana take. ARgh. Planning time table is such a chore! Let's hope that I'm able to get all the modules that I wana take. esp the love actually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, PLEASE VISIT MY BLOGSHOP and buy something can. Help to introduce your friends/ girl friends/ moms / aunties to buy my stuffs! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liling will treat you something for every successful transaction! :DD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.th-dresscode.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.th-dresscode.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-6900372194108470806?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/6900372194108470806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=6900372194108470806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/6900372194108470806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/6900372194108470806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2010/12/4e1-class-gathering.html' title='4E1 class gathering'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-1969677288022416418</id><published>2010-12-25T20:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T10:07:25.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs737.ash1/163069_486852183780_672463780_5735053_7169333_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 528px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 720px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs737.ash1/163069_486852183780_672463780_5735053_7169333_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Merry Christmas to you~ !! It's my favourite season again. hohooho. So yesterday's Christmas eve i spent with Lingyun to facial and meet my gossip clique for christmas present exchange at NTU HALL 10!! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1387.snc4/163991_486853308780_672463780_5735089_4608583_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 720px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 540px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1387.snc4/163991_486853308780_672463780_5735089_4608583_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yanting's room was very nice and cosy. It make a conducive place for studying. So we played Monopoly deal yesterday! It's my first time winning too! So happy. I never won before until yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs737.ash1/163017_486852538780_672463780_5735065_2668593_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 528px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 720px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs737.ash1/163017_486852538780_672463780_5735065_2668593_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally get to see Wanzhen! Passed her her very belated birthday present. I was supposed to pass her in May , but didnt have the chance to see her. But lucky I remember that her present is still with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs049.snc4/34823_486852648780_672463780_5735068_8088391_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 720px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 540px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs049.snc4/34823_486852648780_672463780_5735068_8088391_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new pair of denim shorts and oversized specs! I find that it's so cool wearing it nowadays. heehee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today for Christmas didnt do much. Just met my baddest fren to crap at alif. lol. Suaku easterner who dont know how to appreciate the goodness of the west side of Singapore. tskh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My phone is getting weaker day by day. Sometimes it will hang, sometimes I cant retrieve my web history. Now, I cant get any notification for new messages! Whenever I wana check if there's new messages right, I have to go directly to the inbox and see. D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been thinking of getting iphone. But my plan is only one year old. Not going to be so soon. What to do. Just bear with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-1969677288022416418?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/1969677288022416418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=1969677288022416418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1969677288022416418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1969677288022416418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-634029275081061325</id><published>2010-12-24T09:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T10:00:18.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Eve!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Cherish what you have; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont regret once it's gone. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas Eve everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Im going for Facial @ Pink Parlour with Lingyun then going to visit Yanting at her hall later! :D&lt;br /&gt;woohoo! Life is great now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope my life will be better since Ive been through a sucky 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 338px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://static.desktopnexus.com/thumbnails/1306-bigthumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-634029275081061325?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/634029275081061325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=634029275081061325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/634029275081061325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/634029275081061325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-eve.html' title='Merry Christmas Eve!'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-8473420621953719934</id><published>2010-12-22T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T21:38:30.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Sem results.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs753.ash1/164437_485065738780_672463780_5706533_5652021_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 720px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 540px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs753.ash1/164437_485065738780_672463780_5706533_5652021_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the results was announced yesterday. As expected, I didnt do well. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 720px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 540px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs473.ash2/74641_485064168780_672463780_5706517_4481777_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the morning, I was super anxious and worried about it. I dun even dare to look at my result. Since its announced online, I can choose not to view it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus, I was worrying about it for the whole day. My friends were all consoling me and coaxing me to see it. But i dun dare ! Somemore Im meeting yanting and wenjuan to celebrate yt's belated bday. So I dont wan to sulk for the whole day mah. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 540px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 720px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs413.snc4/47577_485065683780_672463780_5706532_7606387_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 528px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 720px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs069.snc4/34793_485064303780_672463780_5706519_4241897_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais. But what to do. My level of intelligence is not high enough. Before getting the results, I was trying to think of solutions in the case if I didnt do well. I consulted my senior to ask what if i didnt do well. His response is gg. HAHAHAH. how encouraging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i thought of a few . Either I stay back for another sem, or i transfer to ntu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The later one is not really feasible though. Hais. What to do, but to study hard for next semester ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-8473420621953719934?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/8473420621953719934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=8473420621953719934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8473420621953719934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8473420621953719934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2010/12/first-sem-results.html' title='First Sem results.'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-642948434286830423</id><published>2010-12-17T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T21:42:05.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new blogshop</title><content type='html'>DO VISIT,&lt;br /&gt;www.th-dresscode.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-642948434286830423?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/642948434286830423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=642948434286830423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/642948434286830423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/642948434286830423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-blogshop.html' title='new blogshop'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-4916058707589653035</id><published>2010-12-13T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T00:03:29.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swap and $hop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey all! I'm having a flea market this Saturday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;18th Dec 2010 @ St James Power station! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Time: 11 am to 5pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good friends must come support okay!! Those that promise to be there must be there. What are friends for hor??? hahaha  :D Thanks ah!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come see me and dont buy anything also can. hahahaha. But it's better to buy something right. Since X'mas is coming. hohoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blogshop url will be up soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;COMING SOON. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-4916058707589653035?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/4916058707589653035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=4916058707589653035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4916058707589653035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4916058707589653035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2010/12/swap-and-hop.html' title='swap and $hop'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-2678630400713681408</id><published>2010-12-12T10:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T11:03:01.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Super duper belated bday huiting!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, we (me, ht  , ly) went to Vivocity to celebrate Huiting's birthday. It's very belated as her birthday was in Nov and now we celebrate it in Dec. But, we are very sincere okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 620px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 442px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs754.snc4/65442_480310888780_672463780_5637982_2312776_n.jpg" /&gt;Actually for the first picture of the post I dont intend to put this ring because it has nothing got to do with the bday. hahahahaha. I couldnt shift down unless I edit html which Im kinda lazy to do so. hahahaa. But this ring very pretty right! $3.50 only! I saw one cute ring in Watts In too! But it's $21 ! Siao. It was just a very simple ring and they are selling like so expensive?! I still double check the price. Ridiculous man.&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs419.ash2/69740_480308093780_672463780_5637923_3081755_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 623px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 480px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs419.ash2/69740_480308093780_672463780_5637923_3081755_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Back to the topic. The photos arranged are not according to the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dnner and everything, we went to watch movie! I remember my last movie was watched during V. Day eve with Yanting. HAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is a thai movie. By looking at the movie poster I really couldnt tell it's a thai movie. It's the first movie that I watched at 9.10pm! I never watch such a late movie before! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was kinda funny. The male lead was cute. But the ending was quite bad leh. The story was about 2 strangers meeting each other in Korea. Both of them fell out of love with their respective gf/bf. Then they got together in Korea. The guy broke off with his ex is because he dont want to be committed but he still loves her very much. After much consideration, he made up his mind to marry his ex already. But he likes the female lead. AIYA. Complicated story plot. In short, he dumped his 8 years gf for a girl whom he barely know.!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAIS. But I learnt one thai word. Koon! hahahaha. It's 'you' in Thai. Because they dont know each other's name. So they just koon! koon! throughout the movie. Wana forget also cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1203.snc4/155542_480308018780_672463780_5637922_4167493_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 629px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 466px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1203.snc4/155542_480308018780_672463780_5637922_4167493_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute correction tape from DAISO. The tape was filled with strawberries! It was kind of useless since you cannot use it to correct your words. But cute what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1201.snc4/155379_480307958780_672463780_5637921_5107350_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 638px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 485px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1201.snc4/155379_480307958780_672463780_5637921_5107350_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pretty scotchtape! hahahaha. I think i like to waste my hard earned money for those useless but pretty stuffs. But by just looking at it, it will brighten my mood leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs605.ash2/155705_480307913780_672463780_5637920_7123800_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 646px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 475px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs605.ash2/155705_480307913780_672463780_5637920_7123800_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs599.ash2/155145_480307848780_672463780_5637918_3780459_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 528px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 720px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs599.ash2/155145_480307848780_672463780_5637918_3780459_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs734.ash1/162893_480307883780_672463780_5637919_1541574_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 676px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 495px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs734.ash1/162893_480307883780_672463780_5637919_1541574_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas is my favourite season because everywhere is decorated nicely with colourful lightings etc.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs712.snc4/63215_480307678780_672463780_5637910_6076746_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 528px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 720px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs712.snc4/63215_480307678780_672463780_5637910_6076746_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1163.snc4/150590_480307543780_672463780_5637907_4284115_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 528px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 720px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1163.snc4/150590_480307543780_672463780_5637907_4284115_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think my brown contacts are cool! hahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1354.snc4/162694_480307248780_672463780_5637901_3293786_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 649px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 519px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1354.snc4/162694_480307248780_672463780_5637901_3293786_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sushi tei. I wana 爆料！Huiting keeps looking at a waiter there because she thinks he's hot! I caught her bi-o him for many times !! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1356.snc4/162796_480307363780_672463780_5637904_1417086_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 655px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 482px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1356.snc4/162796_480307363780_672463780_5637904_1417086_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs791.snc4/67137_480307093780_672463780_5637897_1709198_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 528px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 720px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs791.snc4/67137_480307093780_672463780_5637897_1709198_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sexy cup which we get for Huiting's bday. The guy will become naked when you pour hot water in it. Ive seen it for myself. hahaha. He will be wearing just his underwear. Actually i wana get her a girl and that girl will only wear bikini. But aiya, let her see guys naked better. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1200.snc4/155227_480307053780_672463780_5637896_2380207_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 643px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 469px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1200.snc4/155227_480307053780_672463780_5637896_2380207_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our food. Actually we ordered more, but i didnt take pictures. lazy lah. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-2678630400713681408?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/2678630400713681408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=2678630400713681408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/2678630400713681408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/2678630400713681408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-super-duper-belated-bday-huiting.html' title='Happy Super duper belated bday huiting!'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-3457562589385331332</id><published>2010-12-09T22:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T22:55:49.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I was chatting with my collegues. As usual, we have nothing much to do in the office. I asked them if they think that life is boring. To my surprise, though they were much older than me, they felt that life is short and totally not boring at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is to their surprise when I said that Im sick of my life. Afterwhich, they started suggesting a whole list of activities which might get my interest. One of the highly recommended activities is clubbing. Despite having said that I think it is boring, they insist that I need to go with fun people. I think my friends are damn cool and fun peeps what. So it's not about the people. It's me who doesnt like the atmosphere there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, my collegues thought I was in depression and thought Im ending my life when I said that life is boring. I thought some of my friends who think so too? At least 2 of my friends told me before. And I thought it's normal to think that way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm pessimistic. Dont know since when I'm like that. I'm just like that. Nothing much can change it. I swear if I take another semester of sociology, I'll be transfered to psychology department for therapy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel hungry now. Due to the fact that i poured my dinner away. All thanks to my dad who showed 'support' for me doing my own business. Thanks to him , i lost all my appetite. First time ever i threw away such a big portion of my meal. Somemore today's meal i specially requested for the dish I wanted to eat. I've never seen such a supportive dad who said that his daughter is doom to failure. How nice of him to say that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If Im that sort of person who will admit defeat to failure, I wont still be pursueing a degree. Maybe I'll just quit school during my jc days and become some ah lian to slack around. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-3457562589385331332?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/3457562589385331332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=3457562589385331332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/3457562589385331332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/3457562589385331332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2010/12/boring-life.html' title='boring life'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-7606297112680034584</id><published>2010-12-06T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T21:07:24.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that after my final exam my life is stil so stressful and busy.&lt;br /&gt;Too many things for me to settle and worry for.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is just too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to make things right whenever I got the chance to.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to hold my temper. Tried to be understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who can really spare a thought for me?&lt;br /&gt;I need to think about all the solutions if anything goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Till now I cant even get a good night sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep having nightmares about exams and the results. Like what the shit. My exams are already over yet Im having nightmares about it. I even dreamt that I missed one exam and my cap is gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-7606297112680034584?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/7606297112680034584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=7606297112680034584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/7606297112680034584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/7606297112680034584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2010/12/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-5847156158513262655</id><published>2010-12-02T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T20:31:52.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>small small Singapore</title><content type='html'>Today it's my first day of work at a company at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tuas&lt;/span&gt; area. I'm supporting myself almost 90% ever since graduated from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jc&lt;/span&gt; so I must go out and work. It would be great if I'm born with a silver spoon up in my mouth, but I wasn't. Being born with only a metal spoon, I have to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's one happening stuff today! To my surprise, the person whom the agent asked me to contact before going to work is my neighbour!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahahah&lt;/span&gt;. She lives one storey above me. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; know until we meet. We were asking each other where we are living. So I was saying, I live in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gombak&lt;/span&gt; area. She replied she is too. I said, I live in front of SAPS, she also said she is too! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wah&lt;/span&gt;, then I continued asking which block. And she said my block number!! I really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; know she's living one storey above me. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is good. The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;collegues&lt;/span&gt; there were nice to me. Hope that I wont make any mistakes. My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;collegues&lt;/span&gt; had warned me about my superior even though I think she's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I nearly get sacked on the first day of work. One Caucasian came in and I thought he was some normal customer. So having nothing to do, I started dazing and play with my phone. I think I even closed my eyes and doze off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he left, there's one ah &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gor&lt;/span&gt; came over and told me that he's the vice president and no one dare to use &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt; in front of him and definitely no one even dare to dream. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Didnt&lt;/span&gt; tell me earlier. No wonder i find him keep staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;, my company &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; access for employees. Only those higher ranks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;personnel&lt;/span&gt; are about to gain access to the outside world. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wah&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;srsly&lt;/span&gt;. Very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ulu&lt;/span&gt; ah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-5847156158513262655?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/5847156158513262655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=5847156158513262655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5847156158513262655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5847156158513262655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2010/12/small-small-singapore.html' title='small small Singapore'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-6562709374728339252</id><published>2010-11-30T19:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:22:06.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Was busy with preparing blogshops stuffs recently. I'm gonna open a new blogshop soon, if things go smoothly. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 480px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs483.ash2/75677_476182046865_521856865_5573903_5000850_n.jpg" /&gt;Im jaychou! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 480px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs607.ash2/155961_476181876865_521856865_5573898_6834026_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 480px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1214.snc4/156607_476181611865_521856865_5573895_7644290_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 480px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1168.snc4/151028_476182551865_521856865_5573919_3103358_n.jpg" /&gt;I'm superman. Show your underwear~~ hahahaha. This is the line that my ex students used to chant when I was still teaching in the daycare centre. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 480px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1201.snc4/155343_476182196865_521856865_5573908_4617706_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 480px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs492.ash2/76550_476182141865_521856865_5573906_6019933_n.jpg" /&gt;Took a few photos with her laptop after being bored from doing all the research for blogshops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 480px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1190.snc4/154278_476181936865_521856865_5573899_8368195_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today went bugis with lingyun. To get something for a special friend of ours. Attention to that special friend: Do anticipate for what you will be receiving soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 480px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1175.snc4/154757_477891338585_671918585_5662503_7201876_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, it was a fruitful trip and we came across one interesting shop. Almost all of their stuffs are pretty unique I must say. So while browsing through their items, one phrase caught my attention: 微软。这么软还敢爬上来. These words are printed on a packet which looks like those oil control sheets by clean and clear loh. Wei ruan is microsoft in Chinese mah, so I was thinking what it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being curious, I picked it up and see. I thought it was kinda weird to see 2 emoticon-like people stacking together, so I took up another packet and look. When I was finding the opening, I asked the shop keeper ,' what's this?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She hesitated for a moment and spoke softly to me, " it's condom. " &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I almost choked on my saliva and immediately put them down. Damn malu lah. How would I know it's that thing. People are getting so creative now har. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh btw, if anyone has ideas for blogshop name? If have, please leave a message in my formspring. Thanks! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-6562709374728339252?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/6562709374728339252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=6562709374728339252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/6562709374728339252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/6562709374728339252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2010/11/interesting-day.html' title='Interesting day'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-4911316168025867083</id><published>2010-11-29T09:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T10:02:53.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaning of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbiy0oj64O1qev5w5o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbiy0oj64O1qev5w5o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wah&lt;/span&gt; this quote is damn &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;imba&lt;/span&gt;. Just now I was searching online for the meaning of life, then they gave me this. I'm already so confused about what's life is, then they gave me this. Another food for thought. Since I'm so free after exams, I should spend more time thinking of this philosophical question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another series of nightmares last night. I dreamt that I'm taking geography exam! Siao. Stil have alot of weird nightmares. That martin seriously, told me so many dark sides of guys then make me have nightmares. grr. But at least i know what's the real world is like now. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna open a blogshop soon. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Do support next time. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-4911316168025867083?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/4911316168025867083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=4911316168025867083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4911316168025867083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4911316168025867083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2010/11/meaning-of-life.html' title='Meaning of life'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-1383771727362044943</id><published>2010-11-28T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T21:28:39.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally of legal age</title><content type='html'>Finally, yesterday I felt that I've grown up man. Felt so liberalised. First is the ending of my final exam then it's my first time clubbing with friends!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt tell my parents that I'm going clubbing because they sure wont allow me. So I just told them I'm going over to Sandra's bday party and wil be staying over. Smart right. If i didnt say I'll be staying over, i must reach home by 11pm then how can club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, I don't really like clubbing. This kind of things experience once in the lifetime can already. Too tired to shake with the crowd already. Most of the time I'm just swaying with my eyes closed. I really wanted to find a place and sleep there already. But everywhere is so crowded lah. Even the toilet is full of people. I think there's the worst place if one wants to sleep there. Because you'll never know the next second you'll get someone puking on your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i think valerie is damn nice. Felt so protected by her:) it's like got any guys want to come nearby us, she will push them away. Seriously damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she doesnt let me drink. &gt;:( How can! My tolerance level for alcohol is considered high okay. Wont get drunk so easily. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais. Exams finally over. Doesnt feel the overwhelming happiness at all. Just felt empty. Like suddenly there's nothing for me to do, nothing for me to anticipate for especially not my grades.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-1383771727362044943?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/1383771727362044943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=1383771727362044943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1383771727362044943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/1383771727362044943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2010/11/finally-of-legal-age.html' title='Finally of legal age'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-9096189190939806361</id><published>2010-11-24T09:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T10:23:14.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairy tales, like real.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcc6llxree1qav7i8o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcbwe7kjef1qd14n0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 332px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcbwe7kjef1qd14n0o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Like this kind of fairytale in a seemingly perfect world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lccilmQB9L1qesyyeo1_500.jpg" /&gt; Which the story ends with, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;AND THEY LIVED HAPPY EVER AFTER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lccoswfQYg1qe1c6mo1_400.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;SO, as a little girl I really thought that the world is perfect, with no villians, robbers and whatsoever because I read too much fairy tales. Just like the girl above pursueing her own happiness and (continue living in denial). Then I realise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcce4xmLGv1qclckjo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL. Got story line seh~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But seriously, I feel that fairy tales are no good readings for children in their growing up process because it will turn them into a self deceiving adult like myself. I always thought that the world is very peaceful and everyone is very kind to each other. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Until the cruelty came in sec2. When I lost my first handphone during a Chinese New Year celebration in Jurong. The PM was there too lorh. Im on the same stage as him. But, back to the topic, MY HANDPHONE WAS STOLEN. Some of my friends' handphone were stolen too. Before that I really thought that robbers, theives only appear in tv dramas. Didnt know that it is the reality that will ever happen to me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then came university life. That's when I ever know the cruelty of the world. I studied in average schools ever since primary school till jc. Life was good and comfortable man. Seriously. Everyone was like having fun, playing poker cards even though exams are nearing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In JC lagi best. If you pass a subject, you will be jumping with joy. Like yes yes yes!!! I finally pass ECONS~~~~ something like that. Even if I just pass , like 45/100 I will be damn happy as if i struck 4D. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But in uni, life is different. Passing is doesnt mean anything at all. To some people, it seems like the world is ending. -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AHHH. Why everyone's grades like so good except for mine. WHYYY. I didnt daydream leh. ok. maybe once in a while. But overall I studied hard leh. Hope my end of year can show some decent grades. AHHHHH. But my history like so screwed already. HAISS.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yahhh. Then the korean war is like starting soon. I just finished studying the 1952-53 Korean war, memorised almost everything then now they are starting again?! History has come alive! What?!! So scary man. I read so many fairytales , how come never come into reality for me ?! huh huh! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes. The second thing. Was chatting with my friend online last night. Gotten the real cruelty of the world. Like the world is full of bad things and most guys in the world arent good at all. omg. D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AHHHH. Chinese this saturday! Giving me such a headache! ahhh. Never in my life I feel that Chinese is that hard. I thought that my chinese standard is damn good okay. I nearly killed myself by choosing chinese as my major. HENG I NEVER. The people taking this subject is like super pro. I cant understand what they are talking about!! siao one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life is never simple. Let me say this again: THE TRUTH HURTS MAN!!! ahhhh!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-9096189190939806361?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/9096189190939806361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=9096189190939806361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/9096189190939806361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/9096189190939806361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2010/11/fairy-tales-like-real.html' title='Fairy tales, like real.'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-4816633426330217908</id><published>2010-11-22T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T22:38:51.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>I like simple minded people. They make the world a better place to live in. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-4816633426330217908?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/4816633426330217908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=4816633426330217908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4816633426330217908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4816633426330217908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2010/11/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-7846644695310225692</id><published>2010-11-16T20:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T09:41:36.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish..</title><content type='html'>I wish for a happy and carefree life.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my favourite festival is coming soon. I wish I am able to celebrate it in a special way this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s. I just realise that Christmas isnt really a festival. Sounds a bit weird because festivals normally refer to those Chinese related occasions / celebrations. So maybe it's classified under season? Occasion? AIYA. idk lah. Im gonna improve my Vocab this holiday. So much for being an arts student. ): Language stil so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus on exams first. So much things I'm looking forward to during holidays. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-7846644695310225692?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/7846644695310225692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=7846644695310225692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/7846644695310225692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/7846644695310225692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-wish.html' title='i wish..'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-5152887499198965562</id><published>2010-11-14T16:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T16:15:12.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cutie pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xu0DdnJySQ0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xu0DdnJySQ0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HHAHAAHAHAH. Seriously damn cute this boy. So blur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-5152887499198965562?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/5152887499198965562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=5152887499198965562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5152887499198965562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/5152887499198965562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2010/11/cutie-pie.html' title='cutie pie'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-6157171889002745466</id><published>2010-11-13T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T22:33:09.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shriek 2.</title><content type='html'>Watched Shriek 2 on Channel 5 just now. Felt that it's been a long time ever since I watched a movie. The last movie I watched is with Yanting on Valentine's Eve. Yah she was my date. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Happiness is just a tear drop away" . That's what the fairy godmother said.&lt;br /&gt;How about I give you one big tank of tears, and you give me some happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is happiness is far far away. Just like the place there in the story.&lt;br /&gt;One moment you can be super happy, the next moment a bolt of thunder is right in front of your face. BOMB! And your face is black again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously miss old times in jc man. Last Friday's economics lecture reminded me of those times. Yah. Because it's talking about exchange rate and it made me think of Mr khoo or Mr Chu. I even pretend that I'm in LT 4 instead of the LT11 where I was sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont mind going through sucky project work , A lvls and all the pain all over again. I just want to be in a friendly school with all my good friends there and not be in a place where you can see people all over mugging like there's no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worst thing of all is, I'm unable to compete with them.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody, spare me some luck?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-6157171889002745466?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/6157171889002745466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=6157171889002745466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/6157171889002745466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/6157171889002745466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2010/11/shriek-2.html' title='Shriek 2.'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-8672731239133343026</id><published>2010-11-09T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T17:53:42.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrible life.</title><content type='html'>Yo, how's life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all I can say it's not going very smoothly. I'm growing fats due to the lack of exercising. Second, final exams are coming. Like in a week's time? AHHHhhhh. What is this? Where got so fast one. I thought last few weeks was the orientation and now the exams are here? AND I PAID 3000 PLUS FOR MY SCHOOL FEES AND THE TERM IS ENDING SOON? SO SOON. damn expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais. gtg study, study study.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going school super early tmr to study:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-8672731239133343026?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/8672731239133343026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=8672731239133343026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8672731239133343026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8672731239133343026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2010/11/terrible-life.html' title='Terrible life.'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-8671231507724936111</id><published>2010-11-06T10:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T10:54:28.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woo my type</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lgnsr_dKf6E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lgnsr_dKf6E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J21kbkYkKtI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J21kbkYkKtI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah yesterday I watched the diamond club on chl u. The wang ding jie damn cute lah.paiseh paiseh one. My type. woohoooo. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok . go do homework already. -.- damn stress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-8671231507724936111?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/8671231507724936111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=8671231507724936111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8671231507724936111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/8671231507724936111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2010/11/woo-my-type.html' title='woo my type'/><author><name>Liling</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-15578446.post-4999622194149897199</id><published>2010-11-03T20:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T21:31:41.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nihon mura</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs974.snc4/76699_459597013780_672463780_5358131_5348720_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 654px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 470px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs974.snc4/76699_459597013780_672463780_5358131_5348720_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When to Nihon Mura with Valerie,wanting and xinpei! We were supposed to meet for sushi buffet. But I was too full then, so I decided to go for Ala Carte. As expected, the people there do not allow non buffet-er to sit with the buffet-er. So I sat at a table next to them. Seriously. I overcame peer pressure! :D wahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs984.snc4/75761_459596763780_672463780_5358126_5445734_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 501px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 693px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs984.snc4/75761_459596763780_672463780_5358126_5445734_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As usual, I love wanting and her weird expressions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs116.snc4/36162_459596448780_672463780_5358119_4668296_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 670px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 498px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs116.snc4/36162_459596448780_672463780_5358119_4668296_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I srsly think Val looks sexy in this picture. But she doesnt read my blog, so wont know I blogged about it. heh heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1125.snc4/148716_459596588780_672463780_5358122_5314122_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 677px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 504px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1125.snc4/148716_459596588780_672463780_5358122_5314122_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1155.snc4/149698_459596133780_672463780_5358112_4408522_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 665px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 479px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1155.snc4/149698_459596133780_672463780_5358112_4408522_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have to explain for this picture. Wan ting did not do this expression deliberately. Yes surprisingly. Lol. She said my watch was hurting her and so this explains for the expression. hmm. Sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs988.snc4/76185_459595958780_672463780_5358108_7875907_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 650px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 454px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs988.snc4/76185_459595958780_672463780_5358108_7875907_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1144.snc4/148614_459595413780_672463780_5358095_369302_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 457px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 610px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1144.snc4/148614_459595413780_672463780_5358095_369302_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. So after that we went home. Tada. I think I'm going to try Sakea buffet next time since it's 16 dollars nett! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently I realise something about myself. I have bad pms.&lt;br /&gt;I think it is pms that makes me so easily agitated. During any other days, my temperament is okay leh. Even if I'm wrongly accused or being suan-ed, I wont blow off my top. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wah srsly. I was seriously damn pissed. I mean if you know someone is pissed about something you should talk it out in a nicer tone and not keep finding faults in me. People who knows me well know my family system. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In any sense, a normal child who doesnt have much autonomy will tend to complain. Just like if the citizens who are not pleased with their lives will complain about their govenment. It's the same logic. As in, I love my parents a lot. But I just want to whine about certain issues to make myself feel better. If you dont know the situation well, dont comment too much on it even if you dont quite agree with me. When I'm angry, things that I said must not be taken into consideration because I DONT MEAN IT AT ALL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe there's some misunderstanding on my part, but that's how I interpreted.&lt;br /&gt;If I asked for a change in topic, please do so. Dont harp on the same topic because it's annoying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nonetheless, there are always people who can make me smile even during bad pms period. At least things are not that bad. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chill. I prefer friends who can hear me out instead of retaliating back at me when I'm feeling down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15578446-4999622194149897199?l=strawberrycastle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/feeds/4999622194149897199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15578446&amp;postID=4999622194149897199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4999622194149897199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15578446/posts/default/4999622194149897199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberrycastle.blogspot.com/2010/11/nihon-mura.html' title='Nihon mura'/><author><name>Liling</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>
