<?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-2535093846506959199</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:38:00.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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>174</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-8780164384621267271</id><published>2008-05-23T02:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T02:42:47.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoho.. I am back in action!! Basically, I am really lazy to update. Keke.. Been napping, being a couch potato, trying to study and meet up with some friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12.05.08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Had a badminton session after our psycho lecture with Denise, Van van and Encheng. After Denise left for her night date, the 3 of us went to canteen 2 for a bite. We discover that something quenching for such a weather!! MANGO ICE SHAVING! The mango cubes are naturally sweeet and not sour at all, with a hint of milk from the ice craving. And it is not too sweet! Just nice! Yummm. I think I need one now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SDWmDUSHyDI/AAAAAAAABdA/1Hydvwqu8GQ/s1600-h/DSC00043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SDWmDUSHyDI/AAAAAAAABdA/1Hydvwqu8GQ/s400/DSC00043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203247520411011122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13.05.08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Meet up with san and kai for shopping at Town. Never buy much though.. Inflation is really everywhere. Come on! Give me a break!! Anyway, san started on a new job. All the best gal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15.05.08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SC7MXwFR1zI/AAAAAAAABcM/WT0fLMtxnBI/s1600-h/our+capcake+adventure+%28160508%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 424px; height: 293px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SC7MXwFR1zI/AAAAAAAABcM/WT0fLMtxnBI/s400/our+capcake+adventure+%28160508%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201319328075601714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Van van opened her home to us! Denise, Sengkiat and 2 of Denise and Van's common friends , Seet Ee and Denise Loh, got to bake cupcakes at her house. Sadly, Esther had to attend to family matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Led by the experts Denise and Seet Ee, the rest of us contributed in some parts of the process. But I think I contribute more in term of eyepower and helping van to finish her calibee.. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SDWih0SHyAI/AAAAAAAABco/UsqLvOEbrQE/s1600-h/theprocess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SDWih0SHyAI/AAAAAAAABco/UsqLvOEbrQE/s400/theprocess.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203243646350510082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Finallllllllllly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SDWkPUSHyCI/AAAAAAAABc4/DEpi4NlMfrc/s1600-h/ouryummycupcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SDWkPUSHyCI/AAAAAAAABc4/DEpi4NlMfrc/s400/ouryummycupcake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203245527546185762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cupcakes were really nice!! Can you imagine?? I gorged down 4 larger and 6 smaller ones. No wonder, the weight machine is protesting to my current appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After all the baking, we stayed for overdosed of cable tv programmes and... MAHJONG and  DAIDEE!! My Shifu, Van van taught me mahjong! I managed to hu once! Lol. My hands are itchy now sia!! After dinner, we went on to Daidee. Particularly, when we were playing Asshole Daidee, (goshh..) it was so exciting!! We battled like crazy to climb up the social ladder.. Play again soon ya gals.. Or I will forget!! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASK brought his SLR camera along. That is why the photos are so FREAKING CLEAR man!! We got to try it out.. It was quite pressuring to hold a close to $3k camera especially it is not light! However, it is coool to take photos that is that clear!... It is understandable why ASK is into this hobby, probably his future professional. To capture a freezing moment of spectacle, it is really addictive. Do your best man, ask. 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SDWxJkSHyMI/AAAAAAAABeI/GC0bskTg0AA/s400/2759970040102896683xDnnYf_fs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203259722413099202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SDWxI0SHyKI/AAAAAAAABd4/FFmM7EM2PJk/s1600-h/2501761920102896683aajXVc_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SDWxI0SHyKI/AAAAAAAABd4/FFmM7EM2PJk/s400/2501761920102896683aajXVc_fs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203259709528197282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SDWzLkSHyYI/AAAAAAAABfo/dDHGPsXYmz0/s1600-h/2470751970102896683rkPfyC_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; 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cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SDWx40SHySI/AAAAAAAABe4/H9TFKdwQhXQ/s400/2672515890102896683oCBecZ_fs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203260534161918242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SDWypkSHyTI/AAAAAAAABfA/CQR7IieleJQ/s1600-h/2804334650102896683VWZvLY_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SDWypkSHyTI/AAAAAAAABfA/CQR7IieleJQ/s400/2804334650102896683VWZvLY_fs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203261371680540978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SDWyqUSHyVI/AAAAAAAABfQ/A8TJuUtmY98/s1600-h/2843048030102896683nzQqPH_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SDWyqUSHyVI/AAAAAAAABfQ/A8TJuUtmY98/s400/2843048030102896683nzQqPH_fs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203261384565442898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SDWyq0SHyWI/AAAAAAAABfY/so5mGwsqgXo/s1600-h/2951103280102896683SdmGqG_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SDWyq0SHyWI/AAAAAAAABfY/so5mGwsqgXo/s400/2951103280102896683SdmGqG_fs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203261393155377506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SDWzLESHyXI/AAAAAAAABfg/j4_kw5Ku5rs/s1600-h/2833419870102896683FPczCq_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SDWzLESHyXI/AAAAAAAABfg/j4_kw5Ku5rs/s400/2833419870102896683FPczCq_fs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203261947206158706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SDWx3kSHyOI/AAAAAAAABeY/74dgcsgaBPk/s1600-h/2129148840102896683fCRrPr_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SDWx3kSHyOI/AAAAAAAABeY/74dgcsgaBPk/s400/2129148840102896683fCRrPr_fs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203260512687081698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Really wana thank Van for letting us baking in her house and created such mess. Thanks for the hospitality and the dinner!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20.05.08&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Went to lecture before meeting shan.. Finally, we met out. Realized that this kinda weather really make going to Bugis Village an torture. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21.05.08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Within a week, I got so many "mosquito bites". Initially, everything seemed okies. Cos I have Eczema, thus no surprise such thing happens. Later the day, my sister came with complaining about her "mosquito bites". Immediately, my mum went into panic mode and suspected that there were bed bugs.. So my evening passed with searching for bugs, changing of bedsheets etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no sight of bugs. We kept telling mum that bed bug is not possible as I just changed the sheets, and she insisted it was the cause. She made alot of plans. The way she reacted with kinda funny. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the end, it wasn't bed bug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22.05.08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Supposed to attend my first research programme for Psychology but I woke up late. I had to take cab from JP to NTU. Guess what?? For such a distance, it costs me $6.20!! Gasp! Couldn't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surprise quiz was a sheer luck! I studied only 1.01 chapters out of the 5. I got a question wrong. Thank god! Class was real funny today with some heated debate over some ambiguous questions. The tutor was speechless at some point of times, made some hilarious expressions. Haha. Will the next tutorial be as fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After class, I went to get more ointment for my skin. In the end, spent about $60. Gosh. I feel so light today with my purse all emptied out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies, time to turn in and work hard tomorrow for the mid term. Before I disappear, I wana cheer!! David Cook won the AMerican Idol!! Hoorrray! Really love his version of Alway be my baby. Never interested in this song when Mariah Carrey sang it. David Cook created life for this song! If he sang this to me, I definitely wont leave him. muhahaha! 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(*clear throat.. fake British accent*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Battle of the Coaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCVeYnUPxjI/AAAAAAAABaM/r-o1KBqTFIc/s1600-h/battle+of+the+coaches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 260px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCVeYnUPxjI/AAAAAAAABaM/r-o1KBqTFIc/s400/battle+of+the+coaches.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198665121832879666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually, there is no conclusion to this battle due to low response and ambiguous votes. Nonetheless, I feel that none of ours is superior than the each other's. In a way, each is a gesture of love from our loved ones. Beyond the brand and design, affection paints a story that triumphs its materialistic form. Sooo.. I like san's and I love mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8th May 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guess where were we??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCWfx3UPxkI/AAAAAAAABaU/AxGQzE8dXNQ/s1600-h/seng%2Bkeat%2Bbelated%2Bbday%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCWfx3UPxkI/AAAAAAAABaU/AxGQzE8dXNQ/s400/seng%2Bkeat%2Bbelated%2Bbday%2B001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198737023880382018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were @ Shokudu Japanese food bazaar. Yup yup! The japanese style Marche.. We had been so excited as Esther and san recommended it! What's more I came across some photos of the food when I yahoo-ed for the restaurant. Everything looked drooooooling. The ambiance felt alot as if we were at a food brazaar in Japan. Walking around, "scavenging" for food was an adventure! We could hardly contain our excitements! I just wanted to grab and eat right at the spot!! Well.. I guess I was not only one feeling excited. Probably, that's why Denise was behaving weirdly with her chopsticks! Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCWkgHUPxrI/AAAAAAAABbM/EHEkm6Lxu-Y/s1600-h/DSC00023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCWkgHUPxrI/AAAAAAAABbM/EHEkm6Lxu-Y/s400/DSC00023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198742216495842994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The five of us went around ordering food and flashing our Shokudo card! We shared all the food , grabbing a bite here and nibbling there! We managed to try quite alot of food and ended up paying less than what I paid at Waraku on Tuesday! Super worth it la!! Good strategy we had, jie mei men!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCWhXnUPxlI/AAAAAAAABac/VwU_jzmPGHU/s1600-h/seng%2Bkeat%2Bbelated%2Bbday%2B003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCWhXnUPxlI/AAAAAAAABac/VwU_jzmPGHU/s400/seng%2Bkeat%2Bbelated%2Bbday%2B003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198738771932071506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San's recommendations were true! I like the Rosti!! But it was abit oily! I love the omelette lo.! It was heavenly. We had salmon omelette. The salmon, the egg, the cuttel fish shavings and the sauces blended nicely like they were a bunch of close friends!! Totally thumb-up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCWjB3UPxnI/AAAAAAAABas/eMqaUE6zzrM/s1600-h/DSC00028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCWjB3UPxnI/AAAAAAAABas/eMqaUE6zzrM/s400/DSC00028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198740597293172338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Japanese pizza was good. I love the way the wasaba blended with the cheese. The wasaba didn't taste spicy at all!! The cherry syrupy superseded the taste of the cheese cake. And, our tastebuds were numbed by the sweetness that we could taste the ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCWkhXUPxvI/AAAAAAAABbs/ux45TjbUP1c/s1600-h/seng%2Bkeat%2Bbelated%2Bbday%2B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCWkhXUPxvI/AAAAAAAABbs/ux45TjbUP1c/s400/seng%2Bkeat%2Bbelated%2Bbday%2B005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198742237970679538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bamboo unagi rice is delicious too! The rice tasted like it was cooked with some tea leaves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCWjCHUPxoI/AAAAAAAABa0/l_oi0bFThAM/s1600-h/DSC00024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCWjCHUPxoI/AAAAAAAABa0/l_oi0bFThAM/s400/DSC00024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198740601588139650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert  was a different story. We had cheese tofu and banana crepe with sweet potato, honey and water chestnut ice cream. So I conclude that the food is tasty! While the desserts are average for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCZZW3UPxyI/AAAAAAAABcE/iJo53slmQRE/s1600-h/seng%2Bkeat%2Bbelated%2Bbday%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCZZW3UPxyI/AAAAAAAABcE/iJo53slmQRE/s400/seng%2Bkeat%2Bbelated%2Bbday%2B008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198941069186680610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCWlP3UPxxI/AAAAAAAABb8/E_ZoPgfhIIc/s1600-h/seng%2Bkeat%2Bbelated%2Bbday%2B009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCWlP3UPxxI/AAAAAAAABb8/E_ZoPgfhIIc/s400/seng%2Bkeat%2Bbelated%2Bbday%2B009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198743036834596626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esther and Denise with their Shokudo card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCWjCHUPxpI/AAAAAAAABa8/3Yisn4vqrdE/s1600-h/DSC00036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCWjCHUPxpI/AAAAAAAABa8/3Yisn4vqrdE/s400/DSC00036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198740601588139666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sengkiat (ask) and me. We were supposed to celebrate his super belated birthday!! =p Hope he enjoy the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCWjCXUPxqI/AAAAAAAABbE/o5FB48JBRGo/s1600-h/DSC00038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCWjCXUPxqI/AAAAAAAABbE/o5FB48JBRGo/s400/DSC00038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198740605883106978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Van van and me tasting our ice cream.. Guest starring a mysterious hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCWlPXUPxwI/AAAAAAAABb0/4yJGROUSzzo/s1600-h/seng%2Bkeat%2Bbelated%2Bbday%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCWlPXUPxwI/AAAAAAAABb0/4yJGROUSzzo/s400/seng%2Bkeat%2Bbelated%2Bbday%2B006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198743028244662018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A group photo. YEah! We've been to Shokudo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCWkg3UPxuI/AAAAAAAABbk/dIpHaCeKK-g/s1600-h/neoprints+%40+shokudo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCWkg3UPxuI/AAAAAAAABbk/dIpHaCeKK-g/s400/neoprints+%40+shokudo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198742229380744930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OH OH! Shokudo has neoprint machine!! Since we were there, and since we had never taken any neopints together, we gave it a shot! The process was so funny, cos we didn't understand the jap instructions!! Anyway press here and there!! In the end, some of the pictures are weird! But it was fun!! Surely, I will go back to try other food. But at the mean time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Happie Belated Birthday to ASK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-6847209109279864054?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6847209109279864054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=6847209109279864054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/6847209109279864054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/6847209109279864054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/05/announcing-results-to.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCVeYnUPxjI/AAAAAAAABaM/r-o1KBqTFIc/s72-c/battle+of+the+coaches.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-8521667102058333958</id><published>2008-05-08T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T10:02:45.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*TO the USUAL 5*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCJZZ9MJglI/AAAAAAAABZs/K5XkgLFqm20/s1600-h/SP_A0413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCJZZ9MJglI/AAAAAAAABZs/K5XkgLFqm20/s400/SP_A0413.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197815222396093010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we were questioning mr honest about what he did to the Levis voucher we gave him on Mondy, san mentioned that I still keep my voucher. I wanted to exclaim "No,NO". My mouth opened and shut. I wanted to give you all the surprise with picture somemore!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;I have finally used the Capitaland voucher you all gave to me for my birthday to buy an electric oven!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I wanted to ask you all out to buy together. But on Sunday, I went to PS with my sister. We went to Carrefour and saw oven la. There was an uncle promoter there, trying to promote to us. I ignored him initially but he went on and on. So, I decided to ask him some questions regarding oven. He explained so much even talked about lights at home all that. I felt so paiseh not buying from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The oven costs $99.90. Hence, there is a 10cent excess from the voucher. Lol. I haven't try the oven yet.. But soon soon ya. See, see. Knots of the oven is lime GREEN, representative of me. Lol. I really want to thank you all for the kind gesture!! If you all never give me the vouchers, I doubt I will buy an oven. Hopefully, one day you all will get to taste something nice from me ya. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Rainbow @ Waraku for dinner on Tuesday. SO long never see Rainbow!! So glad that she is forever so positive. Jia you jia you! I declare I am sick of Waraku food le!! Change a venue for gathering next time ya. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCJZwdMJgmI/AAAAAAAABZ0/Vm9p45H0uig/s1600-h/SP_A0417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCJZwdMJgmI/AAAAAAAABZ0/Vm9p45H0uig/s400/SP_A0417.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197815608943149666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Van van, this is the potato cheese mochi. It is $8.80 for 4 pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCJZw9MJgnI/AAAAAAAABZ8/1UrjERZ_eWQ/s1600-h/SP_A0419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCJZw9MJgnI/AAAAAAAABZ8/1UrjERZ_eWQ/s400/SP_A0419.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197815617533084274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rainbow's soba. We were stunned when the waitress first presented the dish. There were some branches accompanying the soba. I thought that could be eaten. Chey. They were garnish only. Interesting though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCJZxdMJgoI/AAAAAAAABaE/q2rVVcw9oc0/s1600-h/SP_A0416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCJZxdMJgoI/AAAAAAAABaE/q2rVVcw9oc0/s400/SP_A0416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197815626123018882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mine Kimchi Ramen. Quite nice but it is not spicy enough and abit salty. Tasted like maggi mee but only it is more x ($12.80).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hong hong, next time (around June or July) meet up again ya. Or else, I dunno when can see you again. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-8521667102058333958?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/8521667102058333958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=8521667102058333958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/8521667102058333958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/8521667102058333958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-usual-5-when-we-were-questioning-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SCJZZ9MJglI/AAAAAAAABZs/K5XkgLFqm20/s72-c/SP_A0413.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-8133630348863319469</id><published>2008-05-05T23:27:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T01:48:08.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;can you feel the intensity?? something is going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB8qFIdk4CI/AAAAAAAABYk/5zC6kcA5030/s1600-h/the+usual+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 419px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB8qFIdk4CI/AAAAAAAABYk/5zC6kcA5030/s400/the+usual+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196918762668089378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(done by: san)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;San met us out today to pass us some snacks she got from Japan. Each of us got a pack of "LOVE" including a love letter. lol. Here is a little visual recap of the mini-ceremony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB8vzIdk4DI/AAAAAAAABYs/NfAr_-dbU34/s1600-h/Slide1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 292px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB8vzIdk4DI/AAAAAAAABYs/NfAr_-dbU34/s400/Slide1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196925050500210738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Btw thanks kai and san for the durian strudel! YUMM!=&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's gathering was interesting. We have 3 main conclusions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1) YS's nick is officially &lt;/span&gt;五千块. I dunno what happened. It seems like before I arrived they found out that he earned $5000 from his job. Wooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;2) Ivan's Mr Nice Guy title is at stake!! He said this while we were discussing about the state of my Macbook: Macbook is for professional like Yong Sheng to use, you (yesh! me!!!) will only 糟塌 it. We were stunned cos we did not expect him to use 糟塌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; such strong words. Lol. I threatened to look out my past entries and friendster photos that mentioned that he is Mr Nice Guy and cancel it. Lol. So funny. In the end, I kinda proved him right. I didnt know how to type Chinese with Mac so I asked him to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Ahseow becomes Mr Honest. Wa kao!! He is so honest until he told us that super transparently how he uses the Levis vouchers we gave him for his birthday. He gave it to his friend as his 21st birthday since he has no time to go out and grab a gift for him. Dots. Our first birthday to him ended up on the body of some one else. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our dinner at Swensens@ WestMall. It is a place where you can really witness inflation conquering your wallet. Food portion is getting smaller, while the price is increasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB854odk4EI/AAAAAAAABY0/tlnbGEJ2mxs/s1600-h/IMG_1814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 292px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB854odk4EI/AAAAAAAABY0/tlnbGEJ2mxs/s400/IMG_1814.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196936140105769026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S: seow, you see la. everyone's head positioned nicely, except yours. you cannot blame me for nagging just now hor. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB88m4dk4FI/AAAAAAAABY8/dLvoUwvnGuk/s1600-h/IMG_1816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 293px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB88m4dk4FI/AAAAAAAABY8/dLvoUwvnGuk/s400/IMG_1816.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196939133697974354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our Earthquake! Thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;YS aka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;五千块 for generously volunteered to treat us dessert=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB899Idk4GI/AAAAAAAABZE/UaNYhghLafs/s1600-h/IMG_1821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 293px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB899Idk4GI/AAAAAAAABZE/UaNYhghLafs/s400/IMG_1821.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196940615461691490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB899odk4HI/AAAAAAAABZM/HDMB5LyViWA/s1600-h/IMG_1820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 295px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB899odk4HI/AAAAAAAABZM/HDMB5LyViWA/s400/IMG_1820.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196940624051626098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely agreed with san that I enjoyed today's gathering. Dunno what happened to seow. Suddenly, he becomes so high. Keep attacking Ivan. Whatever Ivan said or acted, he rebutted. It was so hilarious! I feel that Ivan and Seow could make a great couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nonetheless, gals and guys.. MEET OUT SOON YA!!=) missing you all already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/2535093846506959199-8133630348863319469?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/8133630348863319469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=8133630348863319469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/8133630348863319469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/8133630348863319469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/05/can-you-feel-intensity-something-is.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB8qFIdk4CI/AAAAAAAABYk/5zC6kcA5030/s72-c/the+usual+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-7933510278687672088</id><published>2008-05-05T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T23:26:35.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met up with san san last friday!! We went for a swim. I forgot my sunblock. Gosh, I got burnt so badly until I think I burnt my scalp too! Touching my arms and scalp is so painful=( Lin mei mei said I looked like roast duck. I guess, it is better to "Be Safe, Use Protection" after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unexpected day. After 2+ weeks of not meeting ahsan, we managed to find similarities in our dressing and possessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;1) Our nerdy but demure spectacled image&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB37kYdk38I/AAAAAAAABX0/K5Swc43Mm5E/s1600-h/DSC00210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB37kYdk38I/AAAAAAAABX0/K5Swc43Mm5E/s400/DSC00210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196586147515785154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) Our red phones (Hers: Sony Ericsson, Mine: Samsung)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB39A4dk39I/AAAAAAAABX8/okdebOf2ReY/s1600-h/SP_A0393%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB39A4dk39I/AAAAAAAABX8/okdebOf2ReY/s400/SP_A0393%5B1%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196587736653684690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB39A4dk3-I/AAAAAAAABYE/9PUDlqgd3GQ/s1600-h/DSC00207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB39A4dk3-I/AAAAAAAABYE/9PUDlqgd3GQ/s400/DSC00207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196587736653684706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Our Coach Cardholders (Hers: Bottom, Mine: Top)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB3_EYdk3_I/AAAAAAAABYM/wUImaQmYVNI/s1600-h/DSC00203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB3_EYdk3_I/AAAAAAAABYM/wUImaQmYVNI/s400/DSC00203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196589995806482418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Our brown pendicure!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures to come. I know, I know. I vowed not to take photo with my ugly hairstyle and spect. Whatever! Just take. Haha. Who wana miss out the funs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB37Rodk37I/AAAAAAAABXs/APe55lCHAKA/s1600-h/DSC00211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB37Rodk37I/AAAAAAAABXs/APe55lCHAKA/s400/DSC00211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196585825393237938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB36h4dk35I/AAAAAAAABXc/8ac9taytowI/s1600-h/DSC00212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB36h4dk35I/AAAAAAAABXc/8ac9taytowI/s400/DSC00212.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196585005054484370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so interesting to listen to san's story about her adventures in Japan. It makes me wana go traveling! Okies save up!! Save up!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-7933510278687672088?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/7933510278687672088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=7933510278687672088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/7933510278687672088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/7933510278687672088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/05/met-up-with-san-san-last-friday-we-went.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB37kYdk38I/AAAAAAAABX0/K5Swc43Mm5E/s72-c/DSC00210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-6913257980757820267</id><published>2008-05-04T09:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T23:23:30.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;The Battle of Coaches!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB3U34dk30I/AAAAAAAABW0/GgH9MeoUwlA/s1600-h/DSC00204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB3U34dk30I/AAAAAAAABW0/GgH9MeoUwlA/s400/DSC00204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196543601569750850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Need your opinions!! Haha. Which Coach cardholder do you think is nicer?? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt;: The top one or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(B)&lt;/span&gt;: The lower one.  Thanks in advance!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in desert. Everything is so hot and dry. Sweating like mad, rashes coming sooon. Even the floor @ home is so sticky no matter how many times I mopped. Arugh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-6913257980757820267?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6913257980757820267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=6913257980757820267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/6913257980757820267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/6913257980757820267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/05/battle-of-coaches-need-your-opinions.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SB3U34dk30I/AAAAAAAABW0/GgH9MeoUwlA/s72-c/DSC00204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-7504749946356175498</id><published>2008-05-01T09:12:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T11:45:50.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guess which product this packaging is for?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SBkcr4dk3tI/AAAAAAAABVk/Hev94iJBG9s/s1600-h/playsafe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SBkcr4dk3tI/AAAAAAAABVk/Hev94iJBG9s/s320/playsafe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195215185364967122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;P.S: Look out for th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;e answer at the end of this entry=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lol. Looks like my little "adventure" didn't work out well. Haha. YS complained that the white portion didn't auto-adjust. I thought it's only Safari and Firefox couldn't view the blogskin properly. Now AJ and Dan complained also. I think something is wrong with codes.. I am lazy to look at it sooo I should revert back to my original and cute blogskin. LOL.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There are the updates on my Tuesday and Wednesday.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.9.t.h.A.p.r.i.l.2.0.0.8.t.u.e.s.d.a.y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Went to Iron Man's gala with my sister. Her friend gave her the tickets. It was my first gala, and gosh, it was quite a major event. We were supposed to register out camera and even phone before we entered the cinema hall. However, my sister and I wandered around like mad to find the counter. We approached a few staffs and they were clueless too. It was really frustrating! Bumping around, we followed this  Caucasian couple who was searching for the counter too. They joined this queue so we joined too. The usher asked us for tickets so we showed him our tickets lo. Den he said the other tickets. We were like "huh?  These are the tickets. You see lo." After a bit commotion and it was getting to nowhere, he said " Are you from the media?" My sister was confused but I got what he was trying to put across! He explained the queue was for media to enter the press conference. Super paiseh sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally found the counter and realized that we had to deposit our phones at the counter. What a hassle man!! I seriously don't get the point of it. Come on, I won't want to hold the phone to record the show for 125 mins??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a typical Singaporean, the goodies bag compensates a little for the hassle. LOL. I must say the goodies are quite useful. Normally, you will get expired magazine or vouchers that are of little use-value. But this one consists of a Lip gloss, SPF30 Sunscreen, Anti-Cellulite patch and Men's oil control facial foam.  Not bad right. Nivea satisfies its marketing goal while we have freebies to try on! Win-win situation! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SBkiTYdk3uI/AAAAAAAABVs/U-pkXmcFzbE/s1600-h/goodiesbag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SBkiTYdk3uI/AAAAAAAABVs/U-pkXmcFzbE/s400/goodiesbag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195221361527938786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S: I found out who is the MediaCorp artist whom I think is quite cute for local standard!! Rem aj, I told you about him before!! But I didn't know his name. He is Nat Ho. Refer to the product packaging on the left. He acted in Huang Jin Lu and is now the spokeman for Nivea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was sitting behind Yang Jun Wei and his friend (who used to be an anchorman). See San, I spotted some celebs.. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is okies. I will give it a 3.75 popcorn out of 5, I say. It is a more serious superhero story, touching on politic issues. I like that this hero does not question whether he should be a superhero at the expense of his normal life (unlike Spiderman who spent so much of the screen time brooding over the choice of normal life and love or his super hero life. Boo dread, it becomes a dread after 3rd movie lo! lol). Maybe it is due to the fact that he is trying to ratify his mistakes. But it is refreshing to have someone who gained self-awareness and so firm on becoming a humanitarian. You can tell that Tony Starks (the "man behind the iron mask")  was enjoying every bit of his transformation to Iron Man (which is comforting).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another plus point is that the movie focused on developing the character of  Starks rather than letting the superhero dragging the person beneath the suit along. From the interview from Life (30th April 2008), the director, Jon Favreau mentioned something interesting: "I wanted Robrt (Downey Jr) to define Iron Man. I didn't want Iron Man to define Robert. When They cast Tobey McGuire, he was a good actor, but he was Spider-ma. Spider was the star."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, to see a billionaire woke up from his capitalist dream and turned against it was shiok!! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The down side is... the weak story. Starks and his partner in his escape were built the inital Iron Man suit under constant surveillance and  spot-check by their captors. Unbelievable. His partner put in so much efforts to aid the success of the escape but on his last breath said that it was okie for him to die cos he always wanted it. Contradicting. The villian robot was 3 times larger than Iron Man but died in less than 15 mintues fight. Towards the closing I thought there would be a sequel. Who knows the concluding scene confused me.  At a press conference, Starks, who was supposed to deny that he had anything to do with Iron Man, announced this: The truth is... I am Iron Man. Dots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nonethessless, watch it cos it is coool! Watching Iron Man flies is super shiok. Like F1 in the sky!! Machiam like a flashing red Ferrari vroooming by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SBkwx4dk3vI/AAAAAAAABV0/FWRJOz0vrgo/s1600-h/Slide1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SBkwx4dk3vI/AAAAAAAABV0/FWRJOz0vrgo/s400/Slide1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195237278676737778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.0.t.h.A.p.r.i.l.2.0.0.8.w.e.d.n.e.s.d.a.y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Met up with ELENA!!! Gosh! She slimmed down until so skinny. Poor gal, I can imagine how tough the sems was. We shopped around abit at Vivo City. Bad Elena, keep finding skimpy clothing for me ah! =p I want a 3/4 m:)phosis's pant @ $46.50 and a Charles and Keith's bling bling scandal @$35! I dreamt about them last night!! Why so pretty things are so expensive?? Sob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anway, we caught a nice movie!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hansel and Gretel,&lt;/span&gt; watch it!! The movie was slow at first and got more and more thrilling!! Suspense built up and horrors started creeping in abit. I was kinda scared, covering my eyes and ears as usual. But towards the end of the show, the story took an unexpected twist that brought tears. Is there a good or evil person?? Everything is situational. Situations define who we are at the moment. Situations accumulate and develop our world views. So I feel it is irrevelant to immediately categorize a person as good or bad. Cannot talk much on this movie bcos it will spoil the surprise! It is not very scary and gruesome so van van you can watch it. esther, can watch it too, cos you will sure shed tears=p Denise ar, not gruesome enough for you lei=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dinner, we went to BK but the highlight is... DESERT! We went to Secret Recipe for their famous cakes. Their service is average. The cakes Elena order were not available. I ordered drink but they never served it. Ended up, we had Royal Chocolate cake and White Chocolate Macadamia. I love the White Chocolate one! I love white chocolate, I love Macadamia. The combination of both is a blast man!!! I just love it so much!!! Yumm Yuuuum. The Royal Chocolate one is nice but not enough to tempt me! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that Elena will take care and I should see her soon.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you notice that there is no photo taken?? Cos.. I had a terrible haircut and I vowed not to take photo until the condition improves!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SBk5HYdk3wI/AAAAAAAABV8/xnJZpFmmG4Y/s1600-h/SP_A0314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SBk5HYdk3wI/AAAAAAAABV8/xnJZpFmmG4Y/s400/SP_A0314.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195246444136947458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;I miss you, hairs!! Please come back to me!! I love you so much. Hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to visit 3 types of doctors: Dental, Eye and Skin. Hais.&lt;br /&gt;I am cheapo. Anyone has cheap and good doc to recommend? Any doc like Chris, MC and Henry from Healing Hand 3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;AnSwer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SBk6KYdk3xI/AAAAAAAABWE/k8D0F0sFXNg/s1600-h/sunscreen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SBk6KYdk3xI/AAAAAAAABWE/k8D0F0sFXNg/s400/sunscreen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195247595188182802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nivea Sunscreen. What a tagline! Lin mei mei pointed out that the tagline looks like some condom ones. Indeed, it sounds like!!&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies. It is a long entry. Should take a break from the typing! And resume next week. Enjoy and take cares people!=)&lt;br /&gt;One of my favourite songs for you at the meantime:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P_3pq0XpUsc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P_3pq0XpUsc&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2535093846506959199-7504749946356175498?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/7504749946356175498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=7504749946356175498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/7504749946356175498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/7504749946356175498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/05/guess-which-product-this-packaging-is.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SBkcr4dk3tI/AAAAAAAABVk/Hev94iJBG9s/s72-c/playsafe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-6650261471209773420</id><published>2008-04-29T09:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T09:04:48.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Green officially redeemed her freedom on 28th April, @ 7.30pm. The battle started out at  Sport Hall E and ended at the same place disastrously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Nonetheless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z4-JcNDY1mg/SBayTRlskcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZX9TT6x1wEw/s1600-h/7610_1L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z4-JcNDY1mg/SBayTRlskcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZX9TT6x1wEw/s400/7610_1L.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194535264427217346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is Independence Day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okies. My linguistic paper was a horror. Once I turned the exam paper over, I panicked. The format of the questions was so different from the past year paper. My mind went blank; I couldn't think straight. Nevertheless, I managed to claim down to scribble and cancel like mad!!  Then hor, the person beside the behind of me asked the professional for liquid paper. She searched around and found mine. She distracted me twice by asking for my permission and thanks me. Haha. I am okies with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At 7pm, I started to scratch my head and talk to myself. Half an hour to go and I was struck with quite a few questions which I couldn't figure out the answers. Out of nowhere, the same professional appeared besides me again. I caught her by my side glance and wondered why was she lingering there. Like what Esther, Denise, Van and Adrella were discussing about the other day, it was really distracting. Haha. Suddenly, she picked up my NIKE Merge watch (which I placed it on the top right hand corner of the table for convenient glancing). She examined it for awhile and said: "Nice watch!" Lol, I couldn't stand it and gave out a loud chuckle. So cute lei her! I think she managed to destress me for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa. After the paper, I was so drained! My mum called me and she couldn't understand what I was talking (cos I didn't have the energy to make an effort to speak properly). Haha But it was over!! Don't brood over it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited about meeting san, elena sooon! Hopefully, I will get to meet sabrina, shuting and shan soon! And and I wana embark on our Little India tour, Baking Day, Mahjong session and alot more!!! Fun fun fun! I want all of it. Hey vex, u go away la!!! Boooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tagged by Denise to play this game. Here is it, Denise=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;2. Each player answers the questions about themselves&lt;br /&gt;3. At the end of the post the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, than goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know they done got tagged and to ask them to play and read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 things I was doing 10 years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Trying to complain my way out of washing my socks and school shoes every week.&lt;br /&gt;2) Sneaking peeks at XXXXX and pissing him off by arguing with him.&lt;br /&gt;3) Trying to imitate Posh Spice’s hairstyle by going to toilet during every change of lesson and “pour” as much water as possible to make my fringe stick together.&lt;br /&gt;4) Hiding from my mum’s cane and arguing with her.&lt;br /&gt;5) Watching television programmes through mirror reflections while dodging my mum.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things on my To-Do List today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Tidy up the house.&lt;br /&gt;2) Clean and sort out my desktop.&lt;br /&gt;3) Post this game onto blog.&lt;br /&gt;4) Read Denise’s book.&lt;br /&gt;5) Go to Iron Man’s gala.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 of my bad habits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Procrastination&lt;br /&gt;2) Munch too much.&lt;br /&gt;3) Easily irritated and frustrated&lt;br /&gt;4) Lazy and messy&lt;br /&gt;5)  Tooo much computer usage.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places you lived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Lim Chu Kang pig farm&lt;br /&gt;2) Teban Gardens&lt;br /&gt;3) NTU Hall 2&lt;br /&gt;4) JR’s home in Philippines (counted ma??)&lt;br /&gt;5) none&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 jobs you had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) OG&lt;br /&gt;2) Robinsons&lt;br /&gt;3) Asia Pacific Breweries&lt;br /&gt;4) CPF&lt;br /&gt;5) Tuas Power Supply&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: You've been tagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ahsan, Nurul, Ah Ju, YS, Linmeimei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope those who are freed will have a fabulous holiday. Welcome, Denise and Esther to the liberalized club! And to Ahju, Jeremy and Desmond who are still working on FYP and exams: All the best! It will be over soon guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-6650261471209773420?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6650261471209773420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=6650261471209773420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/6650261471209773420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/6650261471209773420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/04/green-officially-redeemed-her-freedom.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp1.blogger.com/_z4-JcNDY1mg/SBayTRlskcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZX9TT6x1wEw/s72-c/7610_1L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-40403852531207359</id><published>2008-04-26T08:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:01:11.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green's Believe it or not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Phew. My FOOD paper turned out to be alright. Didn't manage to finish studying for it but I guess always hold on to HOPE. Things will straighten itself! Now, I am down to the last one! HORaay! Lol. Soon I will be able to devote to my couch potato lifestyle and watch my shows in peace!! Lalalala!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After leaving Denise, Esther and Van van yesterday, my sister called and shared with me the most explosive event her colleague (let's called her Mrs Unknown, Mrs.U) is going through now. It is unbelievable!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;#  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Mrs.U received a call from her 5 year old son's teacher. Apparently, her son was involved in a (minor or not? mmm..) case of molest. Her son was asked to strip of his shorts and underwear by.... a fellow girl classmate (also aged 5). She went on to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;play with his birdie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;in front the class. The lucky part is no one (except the teacher) in the class caught this. Gosh!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What!! Truly unconceivable!! At such a tender age?? Mrs.U suspected that the girl was probably molested or raped. Or it is unimaginable how she could learn this kinda thing. I believe so too. Pooor Boy and Girl. Can perverts leave the kids alone? They need their innocent childhood okies! If I had a child and some dumb dumb go and try some thing funny like this, I swear I will chop off your hands!! Hais. What is the world coming to sia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie dokie! Back to book. Cheers to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;soon-to-be-freedom&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-40403852531207359?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/40403852531207359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=40403852531207359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/40403852531207359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/40403852531207359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/04/phew.html' title='Green&apos;s Believe it or not.'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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-2535093846506959199.post-9156500507433525034</id><published>2008-04-18T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T19:12:00.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SAcsP_NOOwI/AAAAAAAABVI/-3slWimINNk/s1600-h/Slide1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SAcsP_NOOwI/AAAAAAAABVI/-3slWimINNk/s400/Slide1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190165748744338178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half-back from exams. 2 more papers left. HOoooRray. Kinda in enjoying mode now. lol. Anyway, the post serves a purpose... That is to wish 3 persons a very...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPIE BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; my dear crappy-and-super-lame-but-marvelously-sweet sister&lt;/span&gt;.. Hope wonder of magics will always touch you and gives you the bests in life!!!! May you have all the loves and joys possible! Muacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;couisn ah-min&lt;/span&gt;. Hais. Hope she will appreciate (at least try to) studies. Don't always say "Wo Bu Hui".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly to...&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Chairman Jeremy Poh Hee Feng&lt;/span&gt;.. Haha. Yuan lai your birthday falls on the same day as my sis and cousin sia. Lol. All the best for your final sems! Faster find a job and treat dinner ya! lol. GOOOD food and good movie ya=p Go gogo!! Jia you! Hope you faster find a soulmate and get marry too! lol. Recruit more members for the cui club ya! Spread the cult. haha jiayou!.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoutout to Shuting: Don't worry for your exams! I have 100% faith in you that you will make it. All the best ya, my girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shoutout to Shanshan: Updated=) Hope to see ya sooon gal! missya=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-9156500507433525034?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/9156500507433525034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=9156500507433525034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/9156500507433525034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/9156500507433525034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/04/half-back-from-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/SAcsP_NOOwI/AAAAAAAABVI/-3slWimINNk/s72-c/Slide1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-588100482883842666</id><published>2008-04-08T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:58:59.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;last post before mac goes to doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R_uIGFpUYzI/AAAAAAAABVA/0wKu9TZlEyQ/s1600-h/neo%2Bprintprimaryschool1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R_uIGFpUYzI/AAAAAAAABVA/0wKu9TZlEyQ/s400/neo%2Bprintprimaryschool1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186889034023330610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photographs from san.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;06.04.2008,sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we met up to have an advance birthday celebration for ah seow and a farewell dinner for ah san.  the theme of the day was kinda back to old school day. from the primary sch poems in ah seow's card to bob the builder birthday cake to neoprints.. nostalgia indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R_t-2lpUYwI/AAAAAAAABUo/ib2YJbNvY2A/s1600-h/ahseow%27sbirthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R_t-2lpUYwI/AAAAAAAABUo/ib2YJbNvY2A/s400/ahseow%27sbirthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186878872130708226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;bon voyage to ahsan. hope you enjoy yourself=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;happie birthday to ahseow.&lt;br /&gt;good luckies for exams everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-588100482883842666?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/588100482883842666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=588100482883842666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/588100482883842666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/588100482883842666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/04/last-post-before-mac-visits-doc.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R_uIGFpUYzI/AAAAAAAABVA/0wKu9TZlEyQ/s72-c/neo%2Bprintprimaryschool1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-2218826342320417364</id><published>2008-04-08T21:36:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:55:25.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;interesting:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(got this mail from densie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt; PIN NUMBER REVERSAL (GOOD TO KNOW)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt; If you should ever be forced by a robber to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt; withdraw money from an ATM machine, you can notify the police by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;entering your Pin # in reverse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;For example if your pin number is 1234 then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;you would put in 4321. The ATM recognizes that you r pin number is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;backwards from the ATM card you placed in the machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The machine will still give you the money you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;requested, but unknown to The robber, the police will be immediately  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt; dispatched to help you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;This information was recently broadcasted on TV &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and it states that it is seldom used because people don't know it exists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I wonder does it work? feel like trying it out but.. i dun wana get into the police's blacklist lei maybe some of us try and let me know ba. lol. denise's friend made some funny comments, along with the cotent:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; wonder what will happen if we not robbed, but happen mistaken as the reversed PIN no. police come then funny hor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;also if forced by robber, and use PIN reserved way police come but after the robber leaves the place how hor...maybe after pass the money to robber, delay him by talking nonsense..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOL. so funny but a great analysis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-2218826342320417364?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/2218826342320417364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=2218826342320417364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/2218826342320417364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/2218826342320417364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/04/interesting-got-this-mail-from-densie.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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-2535093846506959199.post-583550074929595050</id><published>2008-04-08T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:50:18.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R_uEeVpUYyI/AAAAAAAABU4/JtrJLlwbWy0/s1600-h/SP_A0266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R_uEeVpUYyI/AAAAAAAABU4/JtrJLlwbWy0/s400/SP_A0266.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186885052588647202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. silence makes my mind drift. been thinking about past, present and future, with no particular focus though. like i am in a plane watching my life unfold, like my soul detaches from my body. i am not unhappy, sad, non-emotional. just the silence inflicting this chain reactions .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;"Sometimes it feels no one understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;I don't even know why I do the things I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;when prides bulids me up till I can't see my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Will you break down this walls and pull me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-583550074929595050?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/583550074929595050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=583550074929595050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/583550074929595050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/583550074929595050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R_uEeVpUYyI/AAAAAAAABU4/JtrJLlwbWy0/s72-c/SP_A0266.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-1595097929515606644</id><published>2008-04-05T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T23:37:54.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R_dDJVpUYrI/AAAAAAAABUA/7hHHPPZXADA/s1600-h/changiairportforrest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R_dDJVpUYrI/AAAAAAAABUA/7hHHPPZXADA/s400/changiairportforrest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185687323648746162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess where is this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This area looks like a mini botanic garden. And, it is @ ...&lt;br /&gt;the new Terminal 3's arrival hall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was stunned. So pretty.. Can tell that the government is on full gear to attract tourists to singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okies. so what was I doing at T3? my bro returned from china this morning at 5+am. my sis wanted to go to fetch him but she intended to go on friday night to save on cab fee. she asked me to go with her but I told her I should see. cos I need to rush my 221 essay. In the end, there was quite a commotion cos my dad thought it was unsafe for her to go alone. he wanted to take leave, take cab bah bah. things started to get complicated. so i volunteered myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tot i could try to do some reading for food. gosh, it was so cold over there. we were shivering like mad, and it was uncomfortable to sleep. I kept dozing off and didn't manage to read! hais. my food essay is horrible. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot happened to my bro in china. he lost SGD50. he got sick and went to the hospital. his girlfriend and 2 friends got sick too. they were complaining that the food is downright horrible.  they are oily and taste like grass. Really? from one of the food reading, one author said that it is the best he ever tasted. *scratch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-1595097929515606644?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/1595097929515606644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=1595097929515606644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/1595097929515606644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/1595097929515606644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/04/guess-where-is-this-this-area-looks.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R_dDJVpUYrI/AAAAAAAABUA/7hHHPPZXADA/s72-c/changiairportforrest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-7469734424956280591</id><published>2008-04-05T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T23:10:26.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R_IFxlpUYqI/AAAAAAAABT4/gWMssZiXtQI/s1600-h/jlo-people.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R_IFxlpUYqI/AAAAAAAABT4/gWMssZiXtQI/s400/jlo-people.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184212470534005410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Okies, this is outdated news.. BUT.... JLO gave birth to a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pair of twin&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;! Coooool! Some more, long feng tao lo! So luckily of her.. Her babies are so sweet! I suppose the baby in white is Emme, the baby girl. Look at her. She is sleeping so soundly, like an angel. I bet, she will be a pretty lady. Jlo looks seriously younger and slimmer after birth! At the first glance, I thought she is Vanessa Hudgens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would wish to have a twin too (if I got married). One girl and one boy. This case, give birth once can already. LOl. I read before that the chance of you giving birth to twin is higher if the guy's family has such history. So now.. must look out for guy with twin sibling, twin parent, twin relatives...=p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-7469734424956280591?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/7469734424956280591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=7469734424956280591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/7469734424956280591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/7469734424956280591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/04/okies-this-is-outdated-news.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R_IFxlpUYqI/AAAAAAAABT4/gWMssZiXtQI/s72-c/jlo-people.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-6477921171671939390</id><published>2008-03-31T05:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T05:16:05.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Congrats to ah seow!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dunno if u're reading this but jia you ya. 6 more sems pass easily. catch up soon. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-6477921171671939390?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6477921171671939390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=6477921171671939390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/6477921171671939390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/6477921171671939390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/03/congrats-to-ah-seow-dunno-if-ure.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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-2535093846506959199.post-174843071879010373</id><published>2008-03-29T23:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T01:16:32.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R-3VflpUYnI/AAAAAAAABTg/3Y7U4YdG42A/s1600-h/2ACEBCC06C3A703E7F2066A2FA56FEA3.GIF"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183033484831384178" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R-3VflpUYnI/AAAAAAAABTg/3Y7U4YdG42A/s400/2ACEBCC06C3A703E7F2066A2FA56FEA3.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  align="justify" style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;my eyes are so tired from reading endless lines of words from "Harper and Le Beau" with no obvious absorption of any meanings from each sentence. my speed of progressing is like spacecraft manoeuvrong towards pluto. i have a bad feeling about 221 essay..  *gasp* *choke* *kaaa kkkkaaa* *jaws drop* *arugggh..* *drop dead* *pom.......*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;crisis! today is really not my day! my sis's friend gave her an O.P.I Nail Strengthener. she asked me to try it out too. i applied one layer and put the bottle aside to reply ah wei's msn msg. When i wana apply the other hand's nails, i got the shock of the day. the bottle spilled and my handphone was laying in the middle of a pool of nail polish! gosh. i panicked and picked up my handphone. i punched myself numerous times in my mind. how can this happened to me? i just told san that i was quite satisfied my u600. and this happened to my dear phone!! wth!! wiped the nail polish off the cell but there were still ugly patches. i sat down and brooded over it, then wei reminded me that i can try nail polish remover to get rid of the strains.. i was quite reluntant cos i was acared that the red coat came off instead. but what choice do i have? so gave it a shoot! lo. phew... they got offfff! thank goodnesss! i wana say again.. I LOVE MY PHONE! sorry for abusing you always! lunkily it was pink or black enamel (i cannot imagine!). now my 221 notebook is suffering the aftermath. hais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;to san: this is utt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R-5sj1pUYoI/AAAAAAAABTo/hm6ebjympaY/s1600-h/utt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R-5sj1pUYoI/AAAAAAAABTo/hm6ebjympaY/s400/utt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183199584101622402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hope your last 3 days in that hell pass soooon! have a happy farewell! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2535093846506959199-174843071879010373?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/174843071879010373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=174843071879010373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/174843071879010373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/174843071879010373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-eyes-are-so-tired-from-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R-3VflpUYnI/AAAAAAAABTg/3Y7U4YdG42A/s72-c/2ACEBCC06C3A703E7F2066A2FA56FEA3.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-5645663704887137081</id><published>2008-03-26T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T23:56:31.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;18march2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Minds Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I SAW UTT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Gosh! I was waiting for Denise and Esther near the south east line control station @ Dhoby Ghaut MRT station. He was one of the two guys standing there too. He caught my attention even in the simplest clothings. Seriously, how can he not? He is a head turner. haha. Okies I couldn't recognize him just found him very familiar. However, when I heard his accent I confirmed he is Utt. The typical Utt slang.. Lol.&lt;/span&gt; This two gals walked past him and walked back again. One of the gals was blushing lo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun day! The games! The nice food! And the free flow of drinks!!  We spent $30.39 for 4 persons and close to 4 hours of  gaming, with yummy cheese fritters and a plate of cheesy mushroom sandwhiches and fries! Happy hours for Minds is so worthwhile. I want to go back again! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Recommended games to play: &lt;strong&gt;Gift Trap&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Ticket to Ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;20march2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shuting day~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Met up with shuting. This gal ar!! Really pampered me sia! Everytime I meet up with her, she will have some Disney Princesses stuff to pass me! I feel so paiseh. I have nothing to give her.. =( Gal, dont need to waste $ ya. Meet up and gossip gossip, I am happy le! =) Hopefully, will get to meet ting and maybe also the rest of the gals one day during break. Maybe we can go ice-skate, sentosa or even minds! lol. Looking forward to it!! HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b class="sans"&gt;Hable con Ella  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="sans"&gt;(Talk to Her&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt; Super love this movie! I dunno why.. Am abit confused over the ending, am extremely uncomfortable about Benigno's love for Alicia but at the end of the day.. I find it's a sound story.. *Shrug* I have yet to figure out why! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R-m3i1pUYfI/AAAAAAAABSg/_fwQntkAT5Y/s1600-h/51549AE4TVL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R-m3i1pUYfI/AAAAAAAABSg/_fwQntkAT5Y/s400/51549AE4TVL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181874655410282994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.sonyclassics.com/talktoher/#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I must thank Mirabelle for the exposure to all these nice and controversial films each week. I am looking forward to Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;22march2008&lt;br /&gt;Birthdays Celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jia Huan bluffed me down to tuition. I found it quite weird. The tuition center is already so crowded, how come not enough tutors. I thought they want to celebrate KP's or Mel's birthday. So, anything lo. Went down cos can eat cake. Lol. Who know, they were celebrating the February babies birthday too! Shuan said to me.. Mmm, thought our birthday long passed? Ya lo. It is a funny sight, I guess. Close to 10 persons squeezing around a cake, and a table full of gifts. Nonetheless, thanks guys for the celebration! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R-aQuFpUYeI/AAAAAAAABSY/OYVdBb88rB4/s1600-h/n600210108_2492211_2994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R-aQuFpUYeI/AAAAAAAABSY/OYVdBb88rB4/s400/n600210108_2492211_2994.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180987542800196066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R-aM11pUYaI/AAAAAAAABR4/aOgGg28FFK0/s1600-h/CIMG0679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R-aM11pUYaI/AAAAAAAABR4/aOgGg28FFK0/s400/CIMG0679.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180983277897671074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R-aM2VpUYbI/AAAAAAAABSA/tz3umVKJiqU/s1600-h/CiIMG0682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R-aM2VpUYbI/AAAAAAAABSA/tz3umVKJiqU/s400/CiIMG0682.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180983286487605682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R-aM21pUYcI/AAAAAAAABSI/gNAgOk_jhSE/s1600-h/CIMG0698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R-aM21pUYcI/AAAAAAAABSI/gNAgOk_jhSE/s400/CIMG0698.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180983295077540290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R-aM3FpUYdI/AAAAAAAABSQ/nmbbUGQ7e6o/s1600-h/IMG_2032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R-aM3FpUYdI/AAAAAAAABSQ/nmbbUGQ7e6o/s400/IMG_2032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180983299372507602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R-aM1FpUYZI/AAAAAAAABRw/98nR39r1JQ4/s1600-h/CIMG0667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R-aM1FpUYZI/AAAAAAAABRw/98nR39r1JQ4/s400/CIMG0667.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180983265012769170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Huizhen, Ahju and Jiahuan are going to Taiwan for their grad trip! Jiahuan had this paper on Dynastic Travel's tour packages. Ahju and I discussed about the various packages. So I decided to rank the places I want to go in the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For future:&lt;br /&gt;1) New Zealand&lt;br /&gt;2) Kenya&lt;br /&gt;3) Europe tour&lt;br /&gt;4) Amazon&lt;br /&gt;5) Nepal&lt;br /&gt;6) Tibet&lt;br /&gt;7) Egypt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near future:&lt;br /&gt;1) Hong Kong&lt;br /&gt;2) Taiwan&lt;br /&gt;3) Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;(Believe it or not, I have never been there except Genting.)&lt;br /&gt;4) Batam&lt;br /&gt;5) Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All the talk about heritage tourism, make me realize that I dont even understand Singapore well. How am I fit to travel and explore others' cultures? So I wana start a "Understanding My Very Own Sweet Home" Singapore tour during the 3 months break! Should we start with a Little India Tour?? Lunch @ the place Van mentioned and walk around before we go to try out the Banana Leaf that Esther reccomended? Lol. Hurraay~ I can't wait! CANT WAIT!!! I cant wait to try ThaiExpress. Denise described it until like it is beyond paradise. I love Chili with soup! YUMMMY! I wana meet my frens too!! Meet ah san go swimming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Okies. Relax. I think my mind has generated thousands of things to do. But.. exams hasn't started yet. Too early man. 1 quiz, 1 assignment and 1 more essay coming up.. mmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-5645663704887137081?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/5645663704887137081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=5645663704887137081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/5645663704887137081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/5645663704887137081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/03/18march2008-minds-day-i-saw-utt-gosh-i.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R-m3i1pUYfI/AAAAAAAABSg/_fwQntkAT5Y/s72-c/51549AE4TVL._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-7760136602239590854</id><published>2008-03-17T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T09:56:47.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Sorry.. =) A long post ahead.. Cos I decided to blog once a week only... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Monday processed smoothly! Managed to hand up 317 essay without crop up. Managed to smoke through 302 lecture without being invited by wuzhao to  present the answers to homework 7 (cos we didn't have the time to complete it keke). Managed to scrape through 317 tutorial presentation!.. Suddenly there is a huge relief of tensions. Except, the OVE stuff is kinda handy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can't wait for MINDS tomorrow, GIRLS! *excited*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is quite an forgetable day. Seriously. I think 5 years down the road. I might not forget what Prof Benjamin showed us today in lecture. We consume meat every day but have no idea how some of these animals suffer brutality and cruelty that'll be deemed to be inhumane to be performed on human being. Yet, they are enacted on these livestock whose whole lives are devoted to be our plates. Throats slashed while the animals were alive and conscious, castrated and feeling the whole process, head sliced off and skinned when the animal was not dead. My heart really goes out to them when they moaned in pain and fear. Their eyes reflect nothing but saddness and emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought that it isn't so hard for the workers to wait for these livestock to be at least unconscious before slaughtering in a more ethical way. However, that would be incurring additional costs and efficiency. After all, in today's world, profits are largely valued. Not all these farms are handling their animals this way, but I wonder, "maybe I am consuming meats handled by these farms." One of the video urging us to "Go Veg" something like: It takes a little man to treat the animal cruelly, and it takes a even little man to eat it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;May be, I am that "little man".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Modernity... hais. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Only when the last tree has died and the last river been poisoned and the last fish been caught will we realize we cannot eat money&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  -Cree Indian Proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; We do not inherit the earth from our ancestors, we borrow it from our children.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;-Native American Proverb&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;(from: http://www.greenlivingonline.com/Energy/earth-day-quotes-2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; Could this be the only solution to the environmental crisis?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R96hsfUMKPI/AAAAAAAABQw/CyyBnlWLCfs/s1600-h/save+the+planet,+kill+yourslef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R96hsfUMKPI/AAAAAAAABQw/CyyBnlWLCfs/s400/save+the+planet,+kill+yourslef.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178754407215147250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;On a brighter note.. (blink blink)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Meet up with my ex-colleague, BoonWah last friday. He happened passed by NTU to meet his clients and decided to meet up. Kinda surprised and honored, I could say, that he arranged to meet up cos.. I wasn't really in his company (mine is a subsidiary of his). Nonetheless, enjoyed chatting with him. His thinkings are very.. profound. They make me realize some perspectives that are simple but tends to be forgotten. No wonder he can be a insurance agent! He told me about his NTU days. GOSH. He managed alot of activities sia!!! I wonder how can he managed! Super!! Guess what? He encourages me to join the Buddhist's society. He said they will have mediation sessions that are really relaxing. And.. I learnt that IT IS REALLY IMPT TO ENJOY YOUR WORK. Even since he has converted to it, I can tell that he is beaming non-stop, like the musical fountain! So I should strive to work and enjoy my work! Btw, TP is sold to Huangeng Group now. I wonder how are them coping with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okies.. Gossip.. Gosssip. Don't know if you all have read this... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Jolin and Jay were together!&lt;/span&gt; Jolin has confessed and talked about it. There was this article on Zao Bao about it. For those, who haven't read about it and understand Chinese, here is the article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R98XSPUMKQI/AAAAAAAABQ4/caUDkCUHGIw/s1600-h/jolin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R98XSPUMKQI/AAAAAAAABQ4/caUDkCUHGIw/s400/jolin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178883698615658754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(click for larger view)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So he did row 2 boats at 1 time? So.. he did lie to Jolin? Now listen to Jay's songs.. Listening to his soppy songs are like propaganda about his ideas of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone used to ask me if I know what is the "love". I think we were fools at that time to think that Love can be defined and that we know its definition. I was reading through blogs during my "battle with 317" to destress. I realize there are many who are happy with their current love lives. There a few complaining. There are some yearning and mourning for that past love. A few are faced with troubled relationships.. While, one is still in hatred for the betrayal. So... what is love? There is no general answer to it, I guess.. Some said when you love someone, you will give all the happiness to the person (which is knda ethnocentric I think.) But there are some who think that if you really love the person, you must go for it till the end. And at different stage of the relationship, love becomes different too.. I dunnoo... I cannot conclude on it. But I just think that love is situational and depending on the background and personality of the other person. After all&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;“ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;被爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;是幸副的！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;不&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;被&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;是痛苦的！被不爱的人爱是恼人的！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Okies.. Some aesthetic stimulants (for me at least! lol)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R98cQPUMKRI/AAAAAAAABRA/m9HehYgYOwM/s1600-h/169413l.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R98cQPUMKRI/AAAAAAAABRA/m9HehYgYOwM/s400/169413l.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178889161814059282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Molina @ Ice Pearl Creme! It's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;EUR 30.95... MMm.. When I strive lottery ba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R98c7_UMKSI/AAAAAAAABRI/jRIpiaDTJL0/s1600-h/ckwatch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R98c7_UMKSI/AAAAAAAABRI/jRIpiaDTJL0/s400/ckwatch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178889913433336098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;This is a real nice CK watch. You tied it rather than wear it like normal. So unique. This one.. I really understand what is Dream On! Cos it costs..$385!! *Gasp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R98eL_UMKTI/AAAAAAAABRQ/XjGO_SSOBg8/s1600-h/image1xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R98eL_UMKTI/AAAAAAAABRQ/XjGO_SSOBg8/s400/image1xl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178891287822870834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Forgot where I saw this. Sweet but sweeter for viewing than wearing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R98eMPUMKUI/AAAAAAAABRY/-b9YZYkRmS0/s1600-h/mango.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R98eMPUMKUI/AAAAAAAABRY/-b9YZYkRmS0/s400/mango.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178891292117838146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I LOVE this.. I love bangles! But.. mmm. better save up for family dinner and baking, and a dramatic holiday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okies, Ending... Sorry for the drag.. My brother is going to China for 2 weeks and he get to see PANDA!!! Hope he will enjoy the trip and his girlfriend's companion. To everyone studying, it'll be over soon. To san who is not feeling well, GET WELL SOON my dear! Muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2535093846506959199-7760136602239590854?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/7760136602239590854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=7760136602239590854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/7760136602239590854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/7760136602239590854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/03/sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R96hsfUMKPI/AAAAAAAABQw/CyyBnlWLCfs/s72-c/save+the+planet,+kill+yourslef.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-3915427251056233474</id><published>2008-03-11T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T12:10:26.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo Update: D food @ Pasta De Waraku&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R9Awx1JUtKI/AAAAAAAABPQ/Tdangjthv4A/s1600-h/IMG_3371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174689604486608034" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R9Awx1JUtKI/AAAAAAAABPQ/Tdangjthv4A/s400/IMG_3371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Ah Ju's baked cheesy penne with chicken and prawn -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R9AwelJUtII/AAAAAAAABPE/-K5eKyAUJBk/s1600-h/IMG_3370-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174689273774126210" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R9AwelJUtII/AAAAAAAABPE/-K5eKyAUJBk/s400/IMG_3370-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Ronald's baked cheesy rice with chicken and scallop -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R9AxNVJUtLI/AAAAAAAABPY/WTcq14kYR2c/s1600-h/IMG_3372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174690076933010610" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R9AxNVJUtLI/AAAAAAAABPY/WTcq14kYR2c/s400/IMG_3372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- My spicy cabonera spaghetti with prawns -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Be warned.. No mini when you're really hungry. If not, you have to finish the plate and cutlery too. Nonetheless, the prawn and scallop are very juicy and yummy!! I am craving for them now. *recommended* Go there eat someday ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R9AxdVJUtMI/AAAAAAAABPg/6QwEKAt3lSs/s1600-h/IMG_3375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174690351810917570" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R9AxdVJUtMI/AAAAAAAABPg/6QwEKAt3lSs/s400/IMG_3375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Ronald's macha sundae -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R9Aya1JUtNI/AAAAAAAABPo/IeKJqHkiCnk/s1600-h/IMG_3376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174691408372872402" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R9Aya1JUtNI/AAAAAAAABPo/IeKJqHkiCnk/s400/IMG_3376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Kelly's shell macha ice cream -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bet esther will enjoy their desert; they have relatively more macha related ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R9Ayu1JUtOI/AAAAAAAABPw/jrOTc8T_pUo/s1600-h/IMG_3378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174691751970256098" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R9Ayu1JUtOI/AAAAAAAABPw/jrOTc8T_pUo/s400/IMG_3378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Ah Ju coming alive again in front of the camera. Lol. - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Surprise: Belated Birthday gift from Shan and Dan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R9NW-vUMKII/AAAAAAAABP4/HTBG7o30g8k/s1600-h/gift+from+dan+and+shan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175576032631859330" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R9NW-vUMKII/AAAAAAAABP4/HTBG7o30g8k/s400/gift+from+dan+and+shan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I was surprised when Dan (who came in late for Ling's lecture) presented the gift right in my face. Why? Firstly, although Shan told me about it, I've forgotten about it. The quiz and essay make my brain smaller at the moment. Secondly,the gift is bigger than usual ones. Plus, it was so nicely wrapped! Shan wrapped the gift while Dan went online to check out how to tie the ribbon. After class, when I was in the washroom, I left the gift on the shelf in the toilet. I overheard some girls commenting that the gift is very nicely wrapped. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrapping the gift...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;It was a Musical Fairy Chest!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R9ONnvUMKJI/AAAAAAAABQA/2UP3wvIdOM0/s1600-h/E%28e%29SP_A0183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175636110634395794" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R9ONnvUMKJI/AAAAAAAABQA/2UP3wvIdOM0/s400/E%28e%29SP_A0183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My sister said it is really sweet.. My mother was fascinated about it. When she saw it, she was playing around with the drawers, opening and closing them for about 5 minutes (which I find it weird cos she wasn't looking at the fairy inside but just obsessed with the drawers). My cousin kept tuning the fairy and make "her" spinning endlessly. I like to watch her dance too. However, I'm wondering what is she holding (apparently, she has in her hand something red). An apple? Ruby?? Or a distorted red cupcake???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Anyway, a huge THANK to Shan and Dan. Not to forget Peiting for her Green Mermaid Love Charm. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2535093846506959199-3915427251056233474?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3915427251056233474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=3915427251056233474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/3915427251056233474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/3915427251056233474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/03/warning-long-post-read-when-youre-free.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R9Awx1JUtKI/AAAAAAAABPQ/Tdangjthv4A/s72-c/IMG_3371.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-1595507845035376120</id><published>2008-03-11T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T12:09:57.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Strange Encounter:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Thursday, I finally went to the movie screening by Mirabelle. She was showing "Requiem for a Dream". It is quite a disturbing show, I could say. On my bus journey, I took out a book I borrowed for HS317 essay. I was trying to read but my mind was difting to that movie. I was so deep in my thought, suddenly I heard someone saying &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Yo, what's up?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in a super hip hop accent. And it was coming from the person besides me. I was stunned and wondered if it was my imagination. I turned, trying to close my jaw, but my eyes widened with surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okies, sitting besides me wasn't a transient worker but a Black. He didn't look like the American Black, rather more like an African Black. So so.. I bet he could tell my shock cos he said,&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; "I mean, what is it that you are reading? Can you show me?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Ya, sure"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, I said as I passed him the book. I thought that he could pass the book back to me after 30 seconds. Instead, he read about 3 pages before he continued the conversation. He said he was attracted by the tile of the book as there was the word "Psychology": The title of the book is "Psychology of Tourism". He asked... &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"So you are a Social Science student?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Ya, I am."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh, so you are doing a degree in Social Science now??"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ya, I am doing a degree in Social Science. In fact, I am doing a degree in Sociology."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh, Sociology."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; He gave a nod and continue with the book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"How about you? You are doing Psychology?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ya, I did a degree in Psychology. That's why when I saw the word, Psychology, I bah bah bah.. (didn't catch what he was saying)."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; He went on to flip the book again. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Your degree is a 3-year program?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Nope, it is 4 years. Cos we are doing a direct honors."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh. Cos in my country, a degree is 3 year."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oic. So where are you from?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I am from South Africa."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah Hem.. I gave myself a mental pat on my shoulder. Keke. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oic"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After awhile, he said,&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; "so you are in NUS?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"No no.. I'm in NTU."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He gave me this blur expression so I went on to elaborate. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"National Technological University"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, I said. In my mind, I found my reply abit out of place. I dunno why. After 3 seconds, I realized... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"No no.. I mean Nanyang Technological University!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I wanted to bang my head on the glass window.. How can i mix up my school full name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There was some super small talk and he went back to the book. He seemed to like the book so much. I was kinda guilty to ask for the book back when I had to alight. It is comforting to see that some Africans are alleviated from poverty and get a chance at education. Though, there are chances that he's from some aristocratic background, let's assume there are some improvements in closing the gap between the rich and poor ba. At least, we will feel hopeful amidst worries over food shortages, ecological crisis, raising prices...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;My first:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saturday, 8th March 2008. My first encounter with suicide. Not me (of course! haha.).. But someone committed suicide at my block. My mum said he was from else where and came here to leave the earthly world. Apparently, he jumped at 5+pm. I did heard a bang and some screams but I didn't pay much attention to them (cos it was quite a noisy neighbor at Saturday with kids running around). 6+, my mum told me some one was sleeping on the ground and the police was here. I looked at her and smiled politely, thinking "mmm, what is so interesting about some one sleeping on the ground?" At 8pm, I went down to help my sis get some lotion. My mum advised me not to take the elevator. Since she said so then I obeyed lo. When I was downstair.. I saw policemen sia. When I reached home, I decided to gossip with my mum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gosh.. There was really a man "sleeping" on the ground near the lift. Dead. I rushed out to the corridor and took a peek. The corpse was covered with black plastic bag and a tent. If I went out and check it upon hearing the scream, I could really see corpse and a pool of blood. My mum saw the scene. Lucky, it was quite "clean", unlike the super gross accounts I heard. Quite sad though it occurred to a stranger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We speculated the cause of his jump. My mum believed that he was ill. I was joking with my mum that if I had illness, I will jump too. Why go and spend so much money to suffer. Mum suddenly turned serious and commented that it took alot of courage to jump too. If got illness, stay positive and cure it la. If you are positive, cancer oso can be cured. What for go and jump? I was impressed. Didn't know my mum can be so positive. Look like I don't know my mum very well huh. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;@ home:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are getting very HIGH at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1) Better than Leap Years.&lt;br /&gt;The crying one day, the sweet talking next day. Dun get what is going on but it is pretty entertaining. =P Today's sweet talk: "Okie okie, I love you too much to say no!" Gosh. That sent twinkle tickle down my spine. We were stuffing our laughters. It is seldom to hear some mushy expression of love in such gentle and cute voice @ home. For those who don't know what is going on, it is a secret! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) My sista is LOL hilarious! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She went to minitoon to get those massager thingy to ease her poof back after sitting in the office for a whole day. Guess what? She brought 5 of them.. Because... there's a sale. BUY 4 GET 1 FREE! So when she reached home, she was distributing them. I wanted to scold her for wasting money but couldn't help laughing out loud. Cos the adults presented were hammering their backs with it. It is a funny sight to see turtle, octopus, mahjong tile and mushroom hammering the backs of serious adults! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My share: The "mushroom hammer" &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R9WC2PUMKLI/AAAAAAAABQQ/3ynleTuQzbE/s1600-h/SP_A0194.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R9YEjfUMKNI/AAAAAAAABQg/4xelc3Qnj_U/s1600-h/SP_A0194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R9YEjfUMKNI/AAAAAAAABQg/4xelc3Qnj_U/s400/SP_A0194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176329829457078482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3) The fooooood.&lt;br /&gt;I am spoilt! My parents brought watermelons cos I love them! I have been eating watermelon for a week. From yellow to red flesh. Chocochip, Bubble tea! Even my grandma brought us nice and juicy grapes!!! Touched but.. I am growing fats! Keke. Because of all these, I couldn't bring my lib to mug in the lib!! I would miss home whenever I was out! Ilovestaying @home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Interesting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To end my post this week, I should say that I am impress with the creativity of many these days. After Mas Selamat escaped, a "poster" was circulated around net. Another exciting season of Prison Break? In case, those haven't seen it. Here is it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R9YEj_UMKOI/AAAAAAAABQo/kKx3pbLhc28/s1600-h/ATT00002"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R9YEj_UMKOI/AAAAAAAABQo/kKx3pbLhc28/s400/ATT00002" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176329838047013090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One day, I was browsing YouTube and I chanced upon this video. More escapes apparently. Looks like Michael Scofield had inspired many including animals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Panda Scofield!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Es3j93yjDYU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Es3j93yjDYU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-1595507845035376120?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/1595507845035376120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=1595507845035376120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/1595507845035376120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/1595507845035376120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/03/strange-encounter-last-thursday-i.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R9YEjfUMKNI/AAAAAAAABQg/4xelc3Qnj_U/s72-c/SP_A0194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-2065389645534150089</id><published>2008-03-05T20:38:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T22:50:56.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Impresario 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As YS is in the organizing committee of Impresario 2008, we decided to show our supports by attending the event @ Mediacorp Studio!! It is sad that San (tied down by NATAS Fair) and Seow (tied down by exams) couldn't make it. =( Nonetheless, here is a brief entry on the day. And, I dedicate this post to both San and Seow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86lJVJUs6I/AAAAAAAABNY/0xF1WGB5tBY/s1600-h/01032008794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86lJVJUs6I/AAAAAAAABNY/0xF1WGB5tBY/s400/01032008794.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174254601608934306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here we have been to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Caldecott Hill!&lt;/span&gt; Where are the Caldecott Kings and Queens?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was looking out for celebrities, but sadly I saw none.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86dElJUsrI/AAAAAAAABLg/qoiAJmQP1Do/s1600-h/SP_A0139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86dElJUsrI/AAAAAAAABLg/qoiAJmQP1Do/s320/SP_A0139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174245723911533234" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Satellite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86qslJUtGI/AAAAAAAABO4/GJWTuAAoam8/s1600-h/SP_A0141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86qslJUtGI/AAAAAAAABO4/GJWTuAAoam8/s400/SP_A0141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174260704757462114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our tickets!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86nKlJUs9I/AAAAAAAABNw/W0QaAwrsz-s/s1600-h/SP_A0143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86nKlJUs9I/AAAAAAAABNw/W0QaAwrsz-s/s400/SP_A0143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174256822107026386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Queuing to get in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86nwlJUs-I/AAAAAAAABN4/HYH3BOHVbVg/s1600-h/%E7%99%BD%E7%97%B4%E7%85%A7-0555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86nwlJUs-I/AAAAAAAABN4/HYH3BOHVbVg/s400/%E7%99%BD%E7%97%B4%E7%85%A7-0555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174257474942055394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But let's take a picture first!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86pk1JUtDI/AAAAAAAABOg/84lt4w_X2rs/s1600-h/Slide1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86pk1JUtDI/AAAAAAAABOg/84lt4w_X2rs/s400/Slide1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174259472101848114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ah San called us while we were in the queue!! We miss ya! Look at Ivan, San.. He looked so happy chatting with ya on the phone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86nKFJUs8I/AAAAAAAABNo/xyBC2CDzgTU/s1600-h/SP_A0147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86nKFJUs8I/AAAAAAAABNo/xyBC2CDzgTU/s400/SP_A0147.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174256813517091778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okies. Ready? We are going in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86dFFJUstI/AAAAAAAABLw/a4loq4l3Dw0/s1600-h/SP_A0150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86dFFJUstI/AAAAAAAABLw/a4loq4l3Dw0/s320/SP_A0150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174245732501467858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our goodies bags. The goodies bags are quite attractive. They gave us discount vouchers for hair treatment, eye brow trimming and a few Music Clinic and song writing brochures and vouchers. There are coffee, video gaming magazine and Style magazine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86o-FJUtAI/AAAAAAAABOI/1_4cMbLlbHA/s1600-h/SP_A0149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86o-FJUtAI/AAAAAAAABOI/1_4cMbLlbHA/s400/SP_A0149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174258806381917186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The calm before the storm. This is the stage before all the actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86dFlJUsvI/AAAAAAAABMA/dcfdK4Oag70/s1600-h/%28e%29SP_A0159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86dFlJUsvI/AAAAAAAABMA/dcfdK4Oag70/s320/%28e%29SP_A0159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174245741091402482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ivan flipping through the program booklet. Ys, it is quite well done. No worries! As I said, everything is good about the booklet, except you should use updated photos of the contestants. We had a hard time guessing who was who. =p&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86eGVJUsxI/AAAAAAAABMQ/R4qMicftL94/s1600-h/%28e%29SP_A0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86eGVJUsxI/AAAAAAAABMQ/R4qMicftL94/s320/%28e%29SP_A0158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174246853487932178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kai and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86lbVJUs7I/AAAAAAAABNg/f7vl9hj7G5M/s1600-h/%E7%99%BD%E7%97%B4%E7%85%A7craze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86lbVJUs7I/AAAAAAAABNg/f7vl9hj7G5M/s400/%E7%99%BD%E7%97%B4%E7%85%A7craze.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174254910846579634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We had nothing to do while waiting for the show to start so we started taking multiple shots of silly faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86plFJUtEI/AAAAAAAABOo/O3CLPkmtcwE/s1600-h/%E7%99%BD%E7%97%B4%E7%85%A7-0565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86plFJUtEI/AAAAAAAABOo/O3CLPkmtcwE/s400/%E7%99%BD%E7%97%B4%E7%85%A7-0565.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174259476396815426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is our favorite picture of the day: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eat, chew ad gone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86o-lJUtCI/AAAAAAAABOY/Rkt8YI6Vx0o/s1600-h/DSC04459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86o-lJUtCI/AAAAAAAABOY/Rkt8YI6Vx0o/s400/DSC04459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174258814971851810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86o-VJUtBI/AAAAAAAABOQ/yRJ0-MULEpw/s1600-h/SP_A0162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86o-VJUtBI/AAAAAAAABOQ/yRJ0-MULEpw/s400/SP_A0162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174258810676884498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The stage all lighted up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86k0FJUs5I/AAAAAAAABNQ/GZkJdpM03_w/s1600-h/01032008803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86k0FJUs5I/AAAAAAAABNQ/GZkJdpM03_w/s320/01032008803.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174254236536714130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;GOod Bye to Mediacorp and a enjoyable night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It was a slow start. Initially, we weren't enjoying ourselves. Cos we didn't really get what the Jam Bands were singing. Things got better. When the dance segment began, we all got so high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Teng was the surprise guest host. He was so HILARIOUS!! Gosh. I laughed until Ivan kinda suffered (cos I was hitting him). Lol. Kelly Poon performed for us. Kai and Ivan were saying "Don't tell me she is going to sing Shakalaka Baby." 3 seconds later, Kelly announced that she was going to sing .... "SHAKALAKA BABY!" The three of us really LOLed!!! Yeah Laughed out REAL LOUD! Oh ya. Apparently, Kelly joined Impresario before. And she got to know Lee Teng, who was a background crew at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The solo contestant competition was interesting. The Male soloist competition, in particular, was ultra competitive. One of the male contestant imitated Jay Chou singing 最長的電影. Wow. A good job sia! He really sounded like 杰倫. And what's more I think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;最長的電影 is hard to grasp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Another imitated  费玉清. No kidding sia!! He did such a fantastic job that if you close your eyes, you will really think it is 费玉清 singing to ya! Salute to him man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say the organizing committee did a good job. It was a time well spent. Although I was worried about my Statistics quiz on Monday, I truly enjoyed the singings, dancing and phototaking. Haha. Thanks for inviting us, YS. And upgrading our seat to the premium ones! We managed to catch all the actions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We headed to Clementi for a late dinner. When we walked past MacDonald's, there were notices that they ae demolishing the place. Hais. I couldn't believe myself when the manager told me a few days ago when we were dinning there. Now.. seeing is believing really. So sad. The place where we celebrated San's birthday, where the three of us often chilled and chatted over fries, where we (choonmei, shuting and me) often went there for lunch after school before we headed to Big Bookshop. Now is it gone. =( Good bye to our place ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86pzlJUtFI/AAAAAAAABOw/yWcYkv2YI6o/s1600-h/SP_A0177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86pzlJUtFI/AAAAAAAABOw/yWcYkv2YI6o/s400/SP_A0177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174259725504918610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anyway, gals and guys! I miss you all already! Jia you to all ya! San san, cheers ya.. Hope you find the greener pasture soon! Kai kai, enjoy yourself with the kids ya. Update us if Hugo da pian le ma! Keke. Ivan, YS and Seow, jia you for the exams!! We should all meet out sooooooon. After the torturing exams ya!! Will miss you all!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86k0FJUs5I/AAAAAAAABNQ/GZkJdpM03_w/s1600-h/01032008803.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-2065389645534150089?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/2065389645534150089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=2065389645534150089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/2065389645534150089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/2065389645534150089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/03/impresario-2008-as-ys-is-in-organizing.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R86lJVJUs6I/AAAAAAAABNY/0xF1WGB5tBY/s72-c/01032008794.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-3815350487889264491</id><published>2008-03-04T11:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T12:37:09.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;✿ our leap year ✿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R8zJaGBL89I/AAAAAAAABKo/CurdbNy7LNw/s1600-h/1_553546199l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R8zJaGBL89I/AAAAAAAABKo/CurdbNy7LNw/s320/1_553546199l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173731522071229394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;@ Pasta De Waraku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Food is nice. The pasta and baked rice are drooling yum yummmm. However, the portion is small especially for the baked rice. At least for $10+, the portion shouldn't be that small, I feel.   The deserts are heavenly too. I finished my Oreo Softee alone! Love the cereal at the bottom mixed with chocolate syrup and melted ice cream.. Ah Ju's tiramisu sundae is a letdown I have to say (sorry ah ju!). That piece of tiramisu looked enticing but nothing much. But pretty invonative. This is the first time I come across sundae with a piece of cake on the top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R8zN6WBL8-I/AAAAAAAABKw/HnLMCKSbmMM/s1600-h/1_633103513l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R8zN6WBL8-I/AAAAAAAABKw/HnLMCKSbmMM/s320/1_633103513l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173736474168521698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Introducing the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leap Year Seven &lt;/span&gt;( named by ah ju ).&lt;br /&gt;From left to right: Kelly, Sherlyn, Me, Ah Ju, Ronald.&lt;br /&gt;Absent: Long Qing and Ian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R8zQyWBL8_I/AAAAAAAABK4/fAOIZxXwWfg/s1600-h/1_887836571ledited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R8zQyWBL8_I/AAAAAAAABK4/fAOIZxXwWfg/s320/1_887836571ledited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173739635264451570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R8zQzWBL9AI/AAAAAAAABLA/rDaHYoUPwbY/s1600-h/1_905854896ledited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R8zQzWBL9AI/AAAAAAAABLA/rDaHYoUPwbY/s320/1_905854896ledited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173739652444320770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R8zQzmBL9BI/AAAAAAAABLI/oGV4EfDF_-Y/s1600-h/1_649135450ledited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R8zQzmBL9BI/AAAAAAAABLI/oGV4EfDF_-Y/s320/1_649135450ledited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173739656739288082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R8zQ0GBL9CI/AAAAAAAABLQ/q44-2JiZ8X4/s1600-h/1_688713494l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R8zQ0GBL9CI/AAAAAAAABLQ/q44-2JiZ8X4/s320/1_688713494l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173739665329222690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sherlyn and Kelly came down from Natas fair. They said there are real great deal.. In fact, Sherlyn got a free luggage and alot of perfumes!  And and.. they are going to TAIWAN for their grad trip! I envy them! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-3815350487889264491?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3815350487889264491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=3815350487889264491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/3815350487889264491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/3815350487889264491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/03/our-leap-year-pasta-de-waraku-food-is.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R8zJaGBL89I/AAAAAAAABKo/CurdbNy7LNw/s72-c/1_553546199l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-8111901454882024838</id><published>2008-02-29T03:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T03:40:16.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cute cute cute!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R8cNvf655kI/AAAAAAAABKg/aJTvra2BaxU/s1600-h/372813PUXt_w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R8cNvf655kI/AAAAAAAABKg/aJTvra2BaxU/s320/372813PUXt_w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172117806731880002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-8111901454882024838?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/8111901454882024838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=8111901454882024838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/8111901454882024838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/8111901454882024838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/02/cute.html' title='cute cute cute!!!'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R8cNvf655kI/AAAAAAAABKg/aJTvra2BaxU/s72-c/372813PUXt_w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-6111286559179841707</id><published>2008-02-26T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T11:37:08.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UnHZs-inodE&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UnHZs-inodE&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Without fail, it is Edison and his sex scandal on the headline almost everyday. This sex scandal is even larger than the death of one of Hong Kong's most respected veterans, Lydia Sim. Everyday, the media was revealing new victims and photos and speculating who is the next, when was the photo taken, how long was the relationship etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okies, now that Edison returned to Hong Kong to apologize, speculation is running wild. Many discussed about how carefully he phrased his apology speech. Is he trying to create retreat from Hong Kong entertainment industry and go to Hollywood instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never a fan of Edison. I do think he is cute but just not my kinda guy. I did feel that he had to be blamed for this whole episode. After all, if he had not taken any photo, there would be no photo to circulate. He, indeed, has brought the ladies and their families immense sufferings in various aspects. Don't get me wrong, I do feel likewise. However, he has his own to cure and account to many more people (to the each of the victims and their families and his own family). Since he has come forward to apologize, shouldn't this scandal come to an end soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The media has blown up this scandal. I see no point of them reporting about it everyday. Yeah, Kira is to be blamed for uploaded the pictures online. But isn't the media an "accomplice"? They stimulated so much attention that the masses are interested to look at these photos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How different are they from Kira? Maybe they are not "Kira", they are "Light"? They published some of those photos and put squares on vital parts. Yeah, it helps a bit. Edison has this social responsibility as he is the role model to many teens. Doesn't the media have any??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am stunned by the way Hong Kong media treated their local celebrity. It seems like celebrity isn't all about fame and glam. The fall from grace can be unredeemable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that those affected will find peace one day soon .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-6111286559179841707?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6111286559179841707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=6111286559179841707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/6111286559179841707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/6111286559179841707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/02/without-fail-it-is-edison-and-his-sex.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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-2535093846506959199.post-1061446191171326879</id><published>2008-02-23T22:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T00:14:08.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a very massive THANK YOU to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want to thank everyone for making this year's birthday so unforgettable!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Thanks to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;San, Kai, Ivan, YS and Seow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;" You guys really make 9th Feb 2008 unforgettable. The day is full of surprises, funs and laughters! I know there're efforts and sacrifices made. I am touched. *Hugs* ah green loves you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Thanks to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Denise, Esther, Van and ASK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;" Thanks for all the cute drawings, yummy cupcakes, nice singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks to&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dan, Mel, Kok Ping and Shaun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" for the one of its kind celebration! Thanks Mel for Komali! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks to&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Chairman&lt;/span&gt;" for the birthday song and movie treat! =D Haha. You've broken another record! First time someone called me and sung birthday song for me! Thanks for your sincere wishes ya! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks to&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Kangfu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". Let's work hard together sia! May our GPAs be like your drawing! Hope to meet ya soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R8A5W_655iI/AAAAAAAABKQ/MiKzFrAvvu8/s1600-h/SP_A0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 157px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R8A5W_655iI/AAAAAAAABKQ/MiKzFrAvvu8/s320/SP_A0105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170195439499732514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ah Ju, Shan shan, and all of you all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" for your greetings and cards and comments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, hope that next year can get together and have a meal on our birthday! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone!. Life is indeed tough. However, with you all as my buoy in life, I bet it will be smooth sailing. I hope I can be your buoy too! Let's work hard together!! Go Go go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R8A-Uf655jI/AAAAAAAABKY/PTIrvNoiJhk/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R8A-Uf655jI/AAAAAAAABKY/PTIrvNoiJhk/s320/image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170200894108198450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-1061446191171326879?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/1061446191171326879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=1061446191171326879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/1061446191171326879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/1061446191171326879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/02/very-massive-thank-you-to-you.html' title='a very massive THANK YOU to you'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R8A5W_655iI/AAAAAAAABKQ/MiKzFrAvvu8/s72-c/SP_A0105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-5897241791791544224</id><published>2008-02-23T17:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T22:37:44.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I met up with Shuting on 15th Feb.. Finally!.. And finally, we went back to Ngee Ann Poly (NP)!! We had  for our lunch there. Yeah!! Seriously, I love food from canteen 1! The Malay food, Cavana Chicken Rice, the Jap food, the Yong Dou Foo, the Waffle! Yum Yum! To me, that is the best canteen in NP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7vyaP655cI/AAAAAAAABJg/mK06wJabEBQ/s1600-h/Shuting+with+her+furong+dan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7vyaP655cI/AAAAAAAABJg/mK06wJabEBQ/s320/Shuting+with+her+furong+dan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168991530101892546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shuting with her Furong Dan set from the Jap stall. WOOO. It is real nice! I can taste it as I look at the photo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7vyc_655gI/AAAAAAAABKA/LyqoH9sZOuE/s1600-h/SP_A0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7vyc_655gI/AAAAAAAABKA/LyqoH9sZOuE/s320/SP_A0114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168991577346532866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I had Yong Dou Foo (YDF). Since the YDF stall at NTU closed down, I had not been eating any lO! Heard from Shuting that this YDF stall for the Desmond Koh and Felicia Chin's show. Actually, the YDF is not bad, better than NTU's. But the auntie is "spicy" man! I remember during my first lunch in NP, I was chatting with Alison while choosing the food. She scolded me sia, asked me not to talk and hurry up! I was stunned. And from then onwards, I didn't dare to chat with queuing. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, I was behind this group of guys in the queue. The auntie asked them if they want bean sprout or veggie. The boys thought for quite a while. Then, she asked again.. "or you want me?" Omg. I was trying my very best to suppress my laughers. When I saw the auntie, I kinda find her very cute. I think she spice up my poly life man! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that I hate my poly life, cos it was a period of stagnant progress. Haha. But thinking back, I was in self-denial. I miss the days when the kukus chilled in the library or canteen 1 and crapped, laughed at each other and did disgusting stuffs. Chelsy's han han episode, Alison's ziggy "crush", my "merlion". Those were really the days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and, Choon Mei and Shuting! The three of us always went out for lunch and dinner!! Now.. we can hardly meet out as it is hard to find a common free day! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==========================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I realized everytime I meet Shuting, I will get something! I am a lucky gal! She gave me a Disney Princess file and a pair of earrings! Really thank you, Shuting! Thanks for pampering me! Thanks for being a avid contributor to my snow globe collection! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R8Antv655hI/AAAAAAAABKI/Gq9mxpIAPx8/s1600-h/SP_A0119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R8Antv655hI/AAAAAAAABKI/Gq9mxpIAPx8/s320/SP_A0119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170176039132456466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7vyaf655dI/AAAAAAAABJo/zKudgARKr7M/s1600-h/SP_A0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7vyaf655dI/AAAAAAAABJo/zKudgARKr7M/s320/SP_A0122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168991534396859858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7vybP655fI/AAAAAAAABJ4/QGcNw4hda68/s1600-h/Shuting+and+my+gui+nian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7vybP655fI/AAAAAAAABJ4/QGcNw4hda68/s320/Shuting+and+my+gui+nian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168991547281761778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Hope to meet ya soon after your exams!! Work hard ya! JIA you SHUTING! Fight fight fight! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-5897241791791544224?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/5897241791791544224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=5897241791791544224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/5897241791791544224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/5897241791791544224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-met-up-with-shuting-on-15th-feb.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7vyaP655cI/AAAAAAAABJg/mK06wJabEBQ/s72-c/Shuting+with+her+furong+dan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-4024398903823666202</id><published>2008-02-21T12:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T10:03:57.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guo Nian Ji</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okies. Since it is the last day of the Lunar New Year today, so I should talk abit about my new year celebration. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pre-CNY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Zyx_654sI/AAAAAAAABDk/H6dcvupvMOk/s1600-h/SP_A0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Zyx_654sI/AAAAAAAABDk/H6dcvupvMOk/s320/SP_A0029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167443825751876290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is my manicure! I love it. Did it myself. It looks nice from far but "F" close-up. Haha. Mmm. I wonder how come girls (expect sab sab, keke) wana do manicure on CNY and other special occasions. I understand that it is expensive to keep going back for manicures and nail arts. However, why do we choose to go on festive season when the prices are hiked up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z4I_6542I/AAAAAAAABE0/UZqOsH_jqVE/s1600-h/SP_A0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z4I_6542I/AAAAAAAABE0/UZqOsH_jqVE/s320/SP_A0060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167449718447006562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You know what is my favourite new year goodies other than love letters and chocolates?? I love Kuih Bangkit! I love the way the whole thing melts into this chalky slimy but yummy mixture. When I was a child, I liked to colour my lips with the powder residue. It is real good. In fact, I am munching them while I am typing now. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopped for new year goodies this time round. I found it exciting.. But astonishing too. One pack of cashew nuts could go up to $15. OMg. It is always like that or is it the inflation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;CNY CNY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Chu Yi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We always go to our wai po's house and slack there. Will have our breakfast and lunch over there. We will wait for some of my wai po's sibling and friends to come and we can get HONG BAOS. LOl. At noon and night, we will start to operate our very own IR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the relatives commented on something which make me afraid. She said that it seems like only their generation is keened on going out and visiting relatives and friends. Maybe when their generation is gone, we will not resume this tradition. I fear too. I think CNY is a proud tradition of the Chinese, and to some extend Singapore too. I feel that if we were to lose this uniqueness, we would be like Chinese without our soul. Every CNY just chill at home or go overseas, what is the point then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Zyyv654wI/AAAAAAAABEE/h34G1QaCHAc/s1600-h/SP_A0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Zyyv654wI/AAAAAAAABEE/h34G1QaCHAc/s320/SP_A0048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167443838636778242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister eating dinner at my wai po's jia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZyyP654tI/AAAAAAAABDs/fhjY89phyfU/s1600-h/SP_A0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZyyP654tI/AAAAAAAABDs/fhjY89phyfU/s320/SP_A0040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167443830046843602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my cousin and my sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Zyyf654vI/AAAAAAAABD8/GQN-6ZwrAx0/s1600-h/SP_A0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Zyyf654vI/AAAAAAAABD8/GQN-6ZwrAx0/s320/SP_A0043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167443834341810930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my baby cousin trying to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZyyP654uI/AAAAAAAABD0/bCaiSoAPQK0/s1600-h/SP_A0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZyyP654uI/AAAAAAAABD0/bCaiSoAPQK0/s320/SP_A0042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167443830046843618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;babies man! Coaxed my baby cousin to look at the camera, she didn't want to. When she looked up, my cousin didn't wana look at the camera! 2 babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z0F_654yI/AAAAAAAABEU/u-qu4wPF9gI/s1600-h/SP_A0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z0F_654yI/AAAAAAAABEU/u-qu4wPF9gI/s320/SP_A0037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167445268860887842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my auntie and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Oh. My auntie took some real nice photos of everyone. Didn't manage to get it from her. Sad. Nvm. This is fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to our tai ma jia. My tai ma is bascially bedridden. She could eat solid food, talk and open her eyes widely. During Christmas season, she was admitted to the hospital. The doctor said she will not last long. Kinda sad. I wonder will we get to see her next lunar new year. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z0Ff654xI/AAAAAAAABEM/1m9EfCVJgi0/s1600-h/SP_A0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z0Ff654xI/AAAAAAAABEM/1m9EfCVJgi0/s320/SP_A0050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167445260270953234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies. Look at my tom boy cousin! This is what she did at other people's house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chu Si.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Renita, Mel, Korping and I went to Dan's house. His mum's cooking not bad wor! We had a great lunch. Played some Monopoly and Black Jack. Renita rocked for Monopoly while Melvin kept going to Jail! Ironically, otherwise happened at Black Jack. Melvin won alot of moneY!. Mmm. Renita lost but not alot. However, Dan's mum lost alot but luckily to Dan's sister. So it was quite okies. Dan's mum can treat it like giving Dan's sister allowance lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan, Dan and Melvin came over at night.We played Black Jack again, but this time with my cousins and siblings. I was bored by it! Black Jack is never fun when you are always losing. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S: Shan Shan, thanks for you CNY and Birthday cards. They are cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z0Gv6540I/AAAAAAAABEk/mAGZBMxETYI/s1600-h/DSC01219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z0Gv6540I/AAAAAAAABEk/mAGZBMxETYI/s320/DSC01219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167445281745789762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z0G_6541I/AAAAAAAABEs/sX0VMJ_rWFM/s1600-h/DSC01220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z0G_6541I/AAAAAAAABEs/sX0VMJ_rWFM/s320/DSC01220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167445286040757074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chu Wu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kai, YS, Ivan and I went over to San's house. Cos, Ys was working on San's modem problem. So we also joined in to do our mini "project". It has been long since we gathered at one person's house with everyone bringing their laptops. Nostalgia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z4J_6544I/AAAAAAAABFE/iOVNbmURAPY/s1600-h/IMG_2100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z4J_6544I/AAAAAAAABFE/iOVNbmURAPY/s320/IMG_2100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167449735626875778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were making ourselves at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z4KP6545I/AAAAAAAABFM/Nlbn3hFHFUg/s1600-h/IMG_2102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z4KP6545I/AAAAAAAABFM/Nlbn3hFHFUg/s320/IMG_2102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167449739921843090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;san's mum cooked fried rice for us. yum yumm. we had to help ourselves to second serving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z5y_655BI/AAAAAAAABGI/DeT_0sOjp-A/s1600-h/DSC03261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z5y_655BI/AAAAAAAABGI/DeT_0sOjp-A/s320/DSC03261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167451539513140242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z4Jv6543I/AAAAAAAABE8/HuUwjjhKNeY/s1600-h/DSC03278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z4Jv6543I/AAAAAAAABE8/HuUwjjhKNeY/s320/DSC03278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167449731331908466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z4Kf6546I/AAAAAAAABFU/vd3e-pp2Q-4/s1600-h/IMG_2104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z4Kf6546I/AAAAAAAABFU/vd3e-pp2Q-4/s320/IMG_2104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167449744216810402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What were we doing?? Why did we look so seriously engaged?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*Ten ten*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z5V_6549I/AAAAAAAABFo/6rDbVfKXsKQ/s1600-h/IMG_2113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z5V_6549I/AAAAAAAABFo/6rDbVfKXsKQ/s320/IMG_2113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167451041296933842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were looking at the photos we took on 9th Feb'08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z5Wv654-I/AAAAAAAABFw/-BKfBtfTdLc/s1600-h/DSC03276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z5Wv654-I/AAAAAAAABFw/-BKfBtfTdLc/s320/DSC03276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167451054181835746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and transferring photos! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z5V_6548I/AAAAAAAABFg/fV49WjL_pWQ/s1600-h/IMG_2108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z5V_6548I/AAAAAAAABFg/fV49WjL_pWQ/s320/IMG_2108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167451041296933826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;our laptops with the same wallpaper!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z5W_654_I/AAAAAAAABF4/8JyvYLzlAwc/s1600-h/DSC03263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z5W_654_I/AAAAAAAABF4/8JyvYLzlAwc/s320/DSC03263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167451058476803058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z5XP655AI/AAAAAAAABGA/oq0D0eqtTYQ/s1600-h/DSC03267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Z5XP655AI/AAAAAAAABGA/oq0D0eqtTYQ/s320/DSC03267.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167451062771770370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;This CNY, I got a sweet gift. Wai po told me that she was really happy to see us (my siblings and me). Haha. I felt sucky earlier on due to an argument the day before. Upon hearing that, I was alleviated from anger. I am happie to see ya too, wai po.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I miss my wai gong.. CNY is not like CNY to me after he was gone. I really miss him. Chatted with CS about his Dad's death. He was telling about cremation of his Dad. I remember how it felt at that moment. Everything was over. Life was reduced to ashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I really understand why those Korean drama always use ling like "Live well, and let him/her lives it your heart." Death is really scary.. Whenever I think of my wai gong, I woul dwonder where do we go after we die. There is no answer or reasonable imaginative world I can derive. Human seems to dissolve into dust after death, like we suddenly disappear from Earth's surface. I guess, the only things that grow are the yearning and fondness in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really never cherish until we lose. I wish I am able to go back to the days where we all just  slacked in front of the tv and had our dinners. Those were the days ... Nonetheless, I will always have you in my heart....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-4024398903823666202?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/4024398903823666202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=4024398903823666202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/4024398903823666202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/4024398903823666202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/02/guo-nian-ji.html' title='Guo Nian Ji'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Zyx_654sI/AAAAAAAABDk/H6dcvupvMOk/s72-c/SP_A0029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-7510393065882382422</id><published>2008-02-19T12:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T17:10:09.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;my valentine's day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Zknv654pI/AAAAAAAABDI/bl-P6HMvXkQ/s1600-h/SP_A0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Zknv654pI/AAAAAAAABDI/bl-P6HMvXkQ/s320/SP_A0107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167428256495428242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; I got a flower! It was this cute flower bookmark from Denise!! Sooooooo CUTE! keke. I gave Denise, Esther and Van roses and they loved them. I am glad! Actually, I kinda regretted buying the roses cos I had to trouble Ivan alot &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(thanks ya, Ivan)&lt;/span&gt; and coordination of timing problems. However, I was glad that the roses brought smiles to them! Keke. Thanks gal for all the joys and cares!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Took some photos in school with the gals and the flowers! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(special thanks to ASK for being our photographer again!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZmR_654qI/AAAAAAAABDQ/P6OKG_6_LW8/s1600-h/DSC00381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZmR_654qI/AAAAAAAABDQ/P6OKG_6_LW8/s320/DSC00381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167430081856529058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZmSP654rI/AAAAAAAABDY/fcvZMXI8O24/s1600-h/DSC00383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZmSP654rI/AAAAAAAABDY/fcvZMXI8O24/s320/DSC00383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167430086151496370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went to dinner with Eileen (from curl). I saw quite a few familiar faces (AJ, JiaHuan, LV, Yongxing...). Wow, they were so high to spend their valentine's with each other. Haha. See, Valentine's is not about LOVE between opposite sexes; It includes friends and family too! Lol. So I had a quite happie one! Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which I visited my grandma for a short while and went home. Didn't go home for dinner for the past few days. When I went back slightly early to eat on Thursday, my mum was kinda happie. Lol, so I should eat regularly at home now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-7510393065882382422?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/7510393065882382422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=7510393065882382422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/7510393065882382422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/7510393065882382422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-valentines-day-i-got-flower-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Zknv654pI/AAAAAAAABDI/bl-P6HMvXkQ/s72-c/SP_A0107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-5308731178542052834</id><published>2008-02-18T21:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T22:43:49.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pre-valentine's day (13022008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;0It was a very rosy day! Ivan met me to pass me the rose I ordered for the gals. I had 6 individual roses. And and, I got roses from Kang Fu for my Birthday gift! It was really a big surprise! I didn't expect a deliver to me in school by him. Kang Fu wrote this funniest card man! He wished me Happie Birthday, Happie Valentine's Day, Happie Good Friday and Good luck for exam all at one go! Super kiasu hor! Keke. He gave me a invisible hong bao too! =.=  Seriously, Kang Fu, your card is one and only in the universal lo! Nevertheless, thank you! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Met with San and Kai to pass them flower.. Hope you all love the rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.From Kang Fu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mNzf655XI/AAAAAAAABI4/2snjkyf_x00/s1600-h/SP_A0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mNzf655XI/AAAAAAAABI4/2snjkyf_x00/s320/SP_A0084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168317963265762674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.ah kai!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mOS_655ZI/AAAAAAAABJI/DYzuk8yvPW8/s1600-h/ah+kai+with+her+roses..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mOS_655ZI/AAAAAAAABJI/DYzuk8yvPW8/s320/ah+kai+with+her+roses..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168318504431642002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mOTv655aI/AAAAAAAABJQ/8-QLbTNABXQ/s1600-h/ah+kai+on+v+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mOTv655aI/AAAAAAAABJQ/8-QLbTNABXQ/s320/ah+kai+on+v+day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168318517316543906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.all the roses!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mN0_655YI/AAAAAAAABJA/VV-TbEVE0FE/s1600-h/SP_A0096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mN0_655YI/AAAAAAAABJA/VV-TbEVE0FE/s320/SP_A0096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168317989035566466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-5308731178542052834?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/5308731178542052834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=5308731178542052834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/5308731178542052834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/5308731178542052834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/02/pre-valentines-day-130208.html' title='pre-valentine&apos;s day (13022008)'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mNzf655XI/AAAAAAAABI4/2snjkyf_x00/s72-c/SP_A0084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-1489323425743454114</id><published>2008-02-16T07:41:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T21:40:05.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Celebration on 9th Feb 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;   ( p.a.r.t.t.w.o )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the surprise house visit, we set off to Sentosa! I really think major of the Singaporeans think alike. Kao, there was a super long queue we reached the rooftop; all the way from the Sentosa counter beside Food Republic to the outside. Can you believe it? Gosh. However, we still sticked to our plan! The flower exhibition was okies. There was quite alot of species of flowers and plants. However, I was estimating more of a large garden with lotsa colorful flowers and less of man-made flower sculptures. Nonethless, the sculptures were impressive. We took so many photos with flowers. I think there are so many pretty ones. It really brings fond memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7kE3P655GI/AAAAAAAABGw/xANrxMOCQY0/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168167394597266530" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7kE3P655GI/AAAAAAAABGw/xANrxMOCQY0/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7kE3v655HI/AAAAAAAABG4/2rZVfU0cuQE/s1600-h/untitled1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168167403187201138" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7kE3v655HI/AAAAAAAABG4/2rZVfU0cuQE/s320/untitled1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7kEPf655EI/AAAAAAAABGg/S9yzfsO892E/s1600-h/untitled2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168166711697466434" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7kEPf655EI/AAAAAAAABGg/S9yzfsO892E/s320/untitled2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7kEPv655FI/AAAAAAAABGo/fPCHuvxlTjM/s1600-h/untitled3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168166715992433746" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7kEPv655FI/AAAAAAAABGo/fPCHuvxlTjM/s320/untitled3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a seemingly long day at Sentosa, we proceeded back to Vivo City to fill our sadly deprived stomach! It was saddening that Ivan couldn't join us. He had to rush home for some family dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Guess what are we doing??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mBj_655KI/AAAAAAAABHQ/-f8QvXxzWQk/s1600-h/DSC03155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mBj_655KI/AAAAAAAABHQ/-f8QvXxzWQk/s320/DSC03155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168304502838256802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt; Haha. We were reading the same message Ivan sent to each of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At Vivo City, there was yet another surprise! Exit Ivan, Enter... AH SEOW!!! Wee.. Long time never see ah seow, I was happy that he could make it! Actually, everyone of the closer primary school friends celebrated my birthday with me. I am so touched. Just that, we couldn't all sit down together as a big family. Never mind. There'll be the day! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7kHKP655JI/AAAAAAAABHI/Idqb1pI02hk/s1600-h/montage-sushi%252Btei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168169920038036626" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7kHKP655JI/AAAAAAAABHI/Idqb1pI02hk/s320/montage-sushi%252Btei.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here are some photos I love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mG__655LI/AAAAAAAABHY/UmcO8MnGb_0/s1600-h/DSC03084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mG__655LI/AAAAAAAABHY/UmcO8MnGb_0/s320/DSC03084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168310481432732850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this. We queued for half an hour to take photo with the star!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mHC_655OI/AAAAAAAABHw/_6JPXOBAw8A/s1600-h/DSC02968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mHC_655OI/AAAAAAAABHw/_6JPXOBAw8A/s320/DSC02968.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168310532972340450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. This photo is cute. So san didn't know that we were teasing her. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mH1v655VI/AAAAAAAABIo/GXua6vpA4OU/s1600-h/IMG_2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mH1v655VI/AAAAAAAABIo/GXua6vpA4OU/s320/IMG_2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168311404850701650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YS was about to get off the "lorry", san managed to capture smiley faces from them both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mHDv655PI/AAAAAAAABH4/hAYNVErDW4s/s1600-h/DSC03004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mHDv655PI/AAAAAAAABH4/hAYNVErDW4s/s320/DSC03004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168310545857242354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai, San and I had this fetish that day about photos that involved no direct contact with the camera lenses! And we love this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mHsP655UI/AAAAAAAABIg/FM17dfCFHCk/s1600-h/IMG_2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mHsP655UI/AAAAAAAABIg/FM17dfCFHCk/s320/IMG_2001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168311241641944386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impromptu nice shot on the escalator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mHp_655QI/AAAAAAAABIA/r8wQqE-o_c4/s1600-h/DSC03018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mHp_655QI/AAAAAAAABIA/r8wQqE-o_c4/s320/DSC03018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168311202987238658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The merry all of us, with a great expression and pose by Ivan! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mHAf655MI/AAAAAAAABHg/yDKNqAT3ihg/s1600-h/DSC03002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mHAf655MI/AAAAAAAABHg/yDKNqAT3ihg/s320/DSC03002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168310490022667458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San and me at the right time and right angle, cos we look like flower fairies. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mHq_655SI/AAAAAAAABIQ/ilG3-7cTdOA/s1600-h/DSC03123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mHq_655SI/AAAAAAAABIQ/ilG3-7cTdOA/s320/DSC03123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168311220167107874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai and I struggled to pose as guys. I think ASK will kill me when he see this. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mHrv655TI/AAAAAAAABIY/T6RkndRRnhg/s1600-h/IMG_1998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mHrv655TI/AAAAAAAABIY/T6RkndRRnhg/s320/IMG_1998.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168311233052009778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ah soon who asked me what is my favourite flower, this is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mHBP655NI/AAAAAAAABHo/dSCuK8sF648/s1600-h/DSC02932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mHBP655NI/AAAAAAAABHo/dSCuK8sF648/s320/DSC02932.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168310502907569362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San was so pretty that day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mHqf655RI/AAAAAAAABII/FDzWg6R8_u4/s1600-h/DSC03091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7mHqf655RI/AAAAAAAABII/FDzWg6R8_u4/s320/DSC03091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168311211577173266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See see, another piece of evidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;It was a sweet day! Really. Now that I am recalling about the surprises and funs and all the laughters and smiles, my exhaustion drains off.. Thank you so much! I miss you all! Ah green loves you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2535093846506959199-1489323425743454114?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/1489323425743454114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=1489323425743454114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/1489323425743454114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/1489323425743454114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/02/birthday-celebration-on-9th-feb-2008.html' title='Birthday Celebration on 9th Feb 2008'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7kE3P655GI/AAAAAAAABGw/xANrxMOCQY0/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-8622085490495895927</id><published>2008-02-15T04:13:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T12:11:48.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Celebration on 9th Feb 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;( p.a.r.t.o.n.e )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It took me really long to post this blog because we had so many pretty and interesting photos that day! I wanted to post alot of photos. However, I think it is not possible for so. =( Well, guess I have to make do with whatever I can show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Basically, my primary school dear friends (San, Kai, Ivan and YS) arranged to meet up with me at 3pm at Habourfront MRT station. At 1.44pm, San called me and checked with me where I was. She scared I dilly dally and turned up late again! Apparently, I was still reading some online site. After receiving her call, I decided to prove her wrong and jumped to my feet to tidy up my room before I did my hair. While I was sweeping my room, my dad called for me. I thought there was some parcel to be signed.. So I rushed out with the broom. #*Ten ten*# &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I saw San (with her camera) and Kai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My brain blanked out!! Gosh! I didn't expect them to come to my home! I rushed back to my room to hide from the camera and, at the same time, restore the my brain's operating system...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;However, I am really glad that the guys popped by. Finally, you have been to my house! San said that they know me for so long, and I had not invited them to my house yet. While the guys from HI had been there. So, yups..&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I am extremely honor to have you guys here. You all are welcomed to come back again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;( just let me know in advance to make sure that I clear away the potentially life threatening stuff away )!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Captures of that even are shown below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparation @ the lobby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZY5v654PI/AAAAAAAAA_4/uL2yql5fD8w/s1600-h/IMG_1900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZY5v654PI/AAAAAAAAA_4/uL2yql5fD8w/s320/IMG_1900.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167415371593539826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light the candles man! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(But one candle will be enough seriously! I am not so old! Haha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZY6P654QI/AAAAAAAABAA/MkfYSF4LlOY/s1600-h/DSC02774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZY6P654QI/AAAAAAAABAA/MkfYSF4LlOY/s320/DSC02774.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167415380183474434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approaching the target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZY6f654RI/AAAAAAAABAI/cRrhivJFUJY/s1600-h/IMG_1903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZY6f654RI/AAAAAAAABAI/cRrhivJFUJY/s320/IMG_1903.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167415384478441746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Target and her father spotted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZBlP654OI/AAAAAAAAA_w/9XcgcZPvWQw/s1600-h/DSC02780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZBlP654OI/AAAAAAAAA_w/9XcgcZPvWQw/s320/DSC02780.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167389730638782690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Target armed with weapons (broom and dust pan), flustered in confusion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZY6v654SI/AAAAAAAABAQ/gtWuUoDQU7M/s1600-h/DSC02781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZY6v654SI/AAAAAAAABAQ/gtWuUoDQU7M/s320/DSC02781.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167415388773409058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, I was surprised but joyful at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZY6_654TI/AAAAAAAABAY/eEbd-89wl4Q/s1600-h/DSC02783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZY6_654TI/AAAAAAAABAY/eEbd-89wl4Q/s320/DSC02783.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167415393068376370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was grinning at the cake! Know why ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZZjf654UI/AAAAAAAABAg/mkzJhmquSUw/s1600-h/DSC02787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZZjf654UI/AAAAAAAABAg/mkzJhmquSUw/s320/DSC02787.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167416088853078338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the instigator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZZjv654VI/AAAAAAAABAo/RaWGotI9kKw/s1600-h/IMG_1918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZZjv654VI/AAAAAAAABAo/RaWGotI9kKw/s320/IMG_1918.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167416093148045650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;san, green and kai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Zbv_654WI/AAAAAAAABAw/8OozJuk8WP4/s1600-h/DSC02791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Zbv_654WI/AAAAAAAABAw/8OozJuk8WP4/s320/DSC02791.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167418502624698722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZbwP654XI/AAAAAAAABA4/q50CCTuVJTU/s1600-h/DSC02788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZbwP654XI/AAAAAAAABA4/q50CCTuVJTU/s320/DSC02788.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167418506919666034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a hard time blowing all the candles out lo! Cos you all put so many candles! Wana make me look old right? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Zbwf654YI/AAAAAAAABBA/n8SE06nPNUs/s1600-h/DSC02796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Zbwf654YI/AAAAAAAABBA/n8SE06nPNUs/s320/DSC02796.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167418511214633346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies. Time to cut the cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Zbwv654ZI/AAAAAAAABBI/XWxGA9eN9tY/s1600-h/DSC02801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Zbwv654ZI/AAAAAAAABBI/XWxGA9eN9tY/s320/DSC02801.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167418515509600658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. take some photos with my dear mermaid before she made her sacrifice. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Zbwv654aI/AAAAAAAABBQ/vm8hnsygrIU/s1600-h/IMG_1931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Zbwv654aI/AAAAAAAABBQ/vm8hnsygrIU/s320/IMG_1931.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167418515509600674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my dearest san..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZdUv654bI/AAAAAAAABBY/zcrzDAejRu4/s1600-h/IMG_1932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZdUv654bI/AAAAAAAABBY/zcrzDAejRu4/s320/IMG_1932.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167420233496519090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my sweetest kai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZdU_654cI/AAAAAAAABBg/hMNMcoTpF5Q/s1600-h/IMG_1933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZdU_654cI/AAAAAAAABBg/hMNMcoTpF5Q/s320/IMG_1933.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167420237791486402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the artistic ys &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(who took the nicest and ugliest pictures of us. arugh..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZdVP654dI/AAAAAAAABBo/YHMDbmJ4_xg/s1600-h/DSC02813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZdVP654dI/AAAAAAAABBo/YHMDbmJ4_xg/s320/DSC02813.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167420242086453714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with mr nice guy ivan. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(finally he smiled so radiantly but i looked weird in this photo. wasted!! =( )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZdVf654eI/AAAAAAAABBw/sHDRD51ncKc/s1600-h/IMG_1934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZdVf654eI/AAAAAAAABBw/sHDRD51ncKc/s320/IMG_1934.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167420246381421026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZdVv654fI/AAAAAAAABB4/LkHjLpvEtDA/s1600-h/DSC02827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZdVv654fI/AAAAAAAABB4/LkHjLpvEtDA/s320/DSC02827.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167420250676388338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dearest primary school frens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZhLf654nI/AAAAAAAABC4/xC3oKm1StDs/s1600-h/DSC02824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZhLf654nI/AAAAAAAABC4/xC3oKm1StDs/s320/DSC02824.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167424472629240434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toilet mermaid and ariel the mermaid.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (It looks like I was  murdering her for the ultimate mermaid throne) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZfFf654gI/AAAAAAAABCA/sSOlSpUB1mo/s1600-h/DSC02817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZfFf654gI/AAAAAAAABCA/sSOlSpUB1mo/s320/DSC02817.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167422170526769666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan was crying for Ariel. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZfFv654hI/AAAAAAAABCI/El8haaEkXps/s1600-h/DSC02814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZfFv654hI/AAAAAAAABCI/El8haaEkXps/s320/DSC02814.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167422174821736978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mermaid no more! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZfF_654iI/AAAAAAAABCQ/tkSYzgVojVs/s1600-h/DSC02830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZfF_654iI/AAAAAAAABCQ/tkSYzgVojVs/s320/DSC02830.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167422179116704290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But her sacrifice was worthwhile. We loved the cake! yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZfF_654jI/AAAAAAAABCY/P1uITNosTV8/s1600-h/DSC02833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZfF_654jI/AAAAAAAABCY/P1uITNosTV8/s320/DSC02833.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167422179116704306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai's hands and mouth were busy. keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZfGP654kI/AAAAAAAABCg/J213_iGfBBI/s1600-h/DSC02834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZfGP654kI/AAAAAAAABCg/J213_iGfBBI/s320/DSC02834.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167422183411671618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big SMILE from Ivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZfRP654lI/AAAAAAAABCo/CZIP8-W5xvg/s1600-h/DSC02829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZfRP654lI/AAAAAAAABCo/CZIP8-W5xvg/s320/DSC02829.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167422372390232658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dearest organizer of my surprised celebration: Ivan. Kai. San. Steven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7D_1P654KI/AAAAAAAAA90/WIfT3TaCdl8/s1600-h/DSC02840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7D_1P654KI/AAAAAAAAA90/WIfT3TaCdl8/s320/DSC02840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165910062865703074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We set off... Stay tune for our "adventure"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Zh2v654oI/AAAAAAAABDA/0ZSeFyVuH8Q/s1600-h/DSC02847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7Zh2v654oI/AAAAAAAABDA/0ZSeFyVuH8Q/s320/DSC02847.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167425215658582658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-8622085490495895927?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/8622085490495895927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=8622085490495895927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/8622085490495895927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/8622085490495895927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/02/preparation-lobby-light-candles-man-but.html' title='Birthday Celebration on 9th Feb 2008'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7ZY5v654PI/AAAAAAAAA_4/uL2yql5fD8w/s72-c/IMG_1900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-1680405166839740797</id><published>2008-02-13T23:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T23:58:19.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;" Hi Wei Ching,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;We regret to inform you that your application was not found in our records. Upon successful receipt of your application, we would have immediately sent you an automated acknowledgement slip email. Please check if you received an acknowledgement slip from us. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;My suspicion is right after all. My heart totally stinks so low like the bottomless black hole. Yuck! My efforts all gone. I stayed up until 4am in the morning to look at it and now... Hais. Can't be blamed. Perhaps I was so tired that I didn't check thing properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the option is to go to the fee paying ones. I am interested in Berlin School of Economics and University of California, Berkeley. However, Berkeley costs about S$7000 to S$8000. Berlin is super tempting but going alone is SIAN. Shrug. Shall not make any decision now. I am too "low" to think rationally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singtel is really testing my patience. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*(**&amp;amp;#$*#&amp;amp;$^@&lt;/span&gt; I didn't have any network from yesterday to today noon. My messages started coming in when I was at Jurong Point (on my way to school). Can you believe it??  Horrible man! I complained to Singtel but they have not gotten back to me. I have decided to switch back to Starhub cos I seriously doubt they will improve the network soon. I just don't think it is justifiable for us, consumers, who pay our subscription fees (though always late, at least I paid) to face no or poor network on such a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Coming up real soon: My Birthday Adventure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7MIXf654MI/AAAAAAAAA-I/6EZjHHZ5sKE/s1600-h/DSC02824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7MIXf654MI/AAAAAAAAA-I/6EZjHHZ5sKE/s320/DSC02824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166482397322666178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-1680405166839740797?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/1680405166839740797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=1680405166839740797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/1680405166839740797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/1680405166839740797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/02/hi-wei-ching-we-regret-to-inform-you.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R7MIXf654MI/AAAAAAAAA-I/6EZjHHZ5sKE/s72-c/DSC02824.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-1633273340403401449</id><published>2008-02-09T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T08:49:40.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happie Birthday to Wanyi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6MhOynG1kI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Rk7WSABio5c/s1600-h/%28e%29Wanyi%E2%80%99s+birthday+card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6MhOynG1kI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Rk7WSABio5c/s320/%28e%29Wanyi%E2%80%99s+birthday+card.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162006135884404290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-1633273340403401449?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/1633273340403401449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=1633273340403401449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/1633273340403401449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/1633273340403401449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/02/happie-birthday-to-wanyi.html' title='Happie Birthday to Wanyi!'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6MhOynG1kI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Rk7WSABio5c/s72-c/%28e%29Wanyi%E2%80%99s+birthday+card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-4794258544020133880</id><published>2008-02-08T10:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T10:55:17.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Celebration with Denise, Esther and Van (6th Feb 2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u56ynG2rI/AAAAAAAAA20/HzJ8YLJjMA4/s1600-h/SP_A0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u56ynG2rI/AAAAAAAAA20/HzJ8YLJjMA4/s320/SP_A0026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164425817379756722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Very Cupcakippy Birthday Celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went to KBox @ Cineleisure with Denise, Esther and Van. Gosh! The girls sure can sing! Denise sings like professional! Van and Esther sings like divas! Omg. I sing like shit! Stupid Jay la. I am mesmerized by the way he sings! So never pick up a tip or two! Bleah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the gals are really my sweeties! They are so sweet!! They got me lovingly cupcakes, apron and glove!! They said now that I have the apron and glove, I will have to bake! Lol. So you all will suffer soon lei! Haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks gals and guy (ASK). I am really happie to have met you all. You all surely cheer up my uni life! Without you all, I doubt I can make it through so far! Muack muack. I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s thank you, esther for the pictures~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u6linG2yI/AAAAAAAAA3s/2ek-kZb6Edo/s1600-h/DSCN5403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u6linG2yI/AAAAAAAAA3s/2ek-kZb6Edo/s320/DSCN5403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164426551819164450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denise, the Superb Singer! Wa, she sings until very professional. Really like a real singer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u6mSnG20I/AAAAAAAAA38/uxxvft4MC60/s1600-h/DSCN5409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u6mSnG20I/AAAAAAAAA38/uxxvft4MC60/s320/DSCN5409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164426564704066370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van, the doper high singer! She was forever up on the sofa, swaying along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u6linG2xI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Z57Ed6PHxqc/s1600-h/DSCN5411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u6linG2xI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Z57Ed6PHxqc/s320/DSCN5411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164426551819164434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esther, the diva. This pose is ultimately diva-ish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u6mCnG2zI/AAAAAAAAA30/L7tt6njMguw/s1600-h/DSCN5402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u6mCnG2zI/AAAAAAAAA30/L7tt6njMguw/s320/DSCN5402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164426560409099058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u57SnG2tI/AAAAAAAAA3E/gOJgl3MJHsk/s1600-h/SP_A0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u57SnG2tI/AAAAAAAAA3E/gOJgl3MJHsk/s320/SP_A0021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164425825969691346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here come the cake! Guess what. Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u6lSnG2wI/AAAAAAAAA3c/nvR6SH5UQLg/s1600-h/SP_A0024e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u6lSnG2wI/AAAAAAAAA3c/nvR6SH5UQLg/s320/SP_A0024e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164426547524197122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten ten! Gasp! Lovingly Cupcakes! Woo wee wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u7oSnG21I/AAAAAAAAA4E/9vjHkarWbVo/s1600-h/DSCN5416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u7oSnG21I/AAAAAAAAA4E/9vjHkarWbVo/s320/DSCN5416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164427698575432530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All lighted up! I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;one year old&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u57inG2vI/AAAAAAAAA3U/UYtzU1o_XmE/s1600-h/DSCN5414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u57inG2vI/AAAAAAAAA3U/UYtzU1o_XmE/s320/DSCN5414.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164425830264658674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us with the heavenly cupcakes! It is the Sweeties (excluding me) Vs the Sweet treats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u7oinG22I/AAAAAAAAA4M/wQU0j-0N80Q/s1600-h/DSCN5418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u7oinG22I/AAAAAAAAA4M/wQU0j-0N80Q/s320/DSCN5418.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164427702870399842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish, I wish ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u86inG24I/AAAAAAAAA4c/VzA394JMr7g/s1600-h/DSCN5424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u86inG24I/AAAAAAAAA4c/VzA394JMr7g/s320/DSCN5424.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164429111619672962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cupcakes really blew our brains off! They are way too yummy for words!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u7oynG23I/AAAAAAAAA4U/wXdo4nQQakw/s1600-h/DSCN5432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u7oynG23I/AAAAAAAAA4U/wXdo4nQQakw/s320/DSCN5432.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164427707165367154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My presents! A cute card, apron and glove from ASK, Denise, Esther and Van van! Thanks lotsa! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u57inG2uI/AAAAAAAAA3M/5EkFC5qpuwc/s1600-h/SP_A0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u57inG2uI/AAAAAAAAA3M/5EkFC5qpuwc/s320/SP_A0025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164425830264658658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take a closer look. They've added their loves! Gosh, sweet gals and guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-4794258544020133880?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/4794258544020133880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=4794258544020133880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/4794258544020133880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/4794258544020133880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/02/birthday-celebration-with-denise-esther.html' title='Birthday Celebration with Denise, Esther and Van (6th Feb 2008)'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6u56ynG2rI/AAAAAAAAA20/HzJ8YLJjMA4/s72-c/SP_A0026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-7188748133189461212</id><published>2008-02-06T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T21:18:51.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arts From The Heart @ Vivo City on 2nd Feb 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mWZCnG2YI/AAAAAAAAA0c/T7LtTMklbmQ/s1600-h/P2021636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mWZCnG2YI/AAAAAAAAA0c/T7LtTMklbmQ/s320/P2021636.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163823804698777986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Our Cute Event Pass (too bad we've to return it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mWUinG2UI/AAAAAAAAAz8/a7JNLvo4Om0/s1600-h/DSC00192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mWUinG2UI/AAAAAAAAAz8/a7JNLvo4Om0/s320/DSC00192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163823727389366594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;The Logistics guys were preparing the stage for the first performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mXMSnG2ZI/AAAAAAAAA0k/mtyBQUqAUG0/s1600-h/P2021643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mXMSnG2ZI/AAAAAAAAA0k/mtyBQUqAUG0/s320/P2021643.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163824685167073682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;We were trying out the games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mXNinG2aI/AAAAAAAAA0s/AO3XYYO4oFk/s1600-h/P2021656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mXNinG2aI/AAAAAAAAA0s/AO3XYYO4oFk/s320/P2021656.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163824706641910178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mXOynG2cI/AAAAAAAAA08/g90Je6DtB7o/s1600-h/P2021672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mXOynG2cI/AAAAAAAAA08/g90Je6DtB7o/s320/P2021672.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163824728116746690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mYDynG2fI/AAAAAAAAA1U/F__yyj8DfL8/s1600-h/P2021679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mYDynG2fI/AAAAAAAAA1U/F__yyj8DfL8/s320/P2021679.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163825638649813490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Renita was trying to replica the Olympic Logo with the hoops and her spectacle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mXNynG2bI/AAAAAAAAA00/R8T_7VBlUJ0/s1600-h/P2021660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mXNynG2bI/AAAAAAAAA00/R8T_7VBlUJ0/s320/P2021660.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163824710936877490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Renita and I with her balloon flower. I want one too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mYkCnG2mI/AAAAAAAAA2M/SBPDNUEGmR8/s1600-h/P2021757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mYkCnG2mI/AAAAAAAAA2M/SBPDNUEGmR8/s320/P2021757.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163826192700594786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ivan and me at his booth. Poor Ivan. Though his game sounded easy (throwing the hoops into the hand), it was very hard. Poor sales for him that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mYkSnG2nI/AAAAAAAAA2U/FKGPjdwJ9hY/s1600-h/P2021760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mYkSnG2nI/AAAAAAAAA2U/FKGPjdwJ9hY/s320/P2021760.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163826196995562098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;My booth, "Connect Three". It was easy to win and score points! All you need to do is to make sure you have line 3 balls vertically and horizontally.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mXPCnG2dI/AAAAAAAAA1E/wR4AmY3LJNE/s1600-h/P2021685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mXPCnG2dI/AAAAAAAAA1E/wR4AmY3LJNE/s320/P2021685.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163824732411714002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;My partner who was manning the booth with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mc6inG2qI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nhE-aeTwXj4/s1600-h/P2021657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mc6inG2qI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nhE-aeTwXj4/s320/P2021657.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163830977294162594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The prizes to be won. I love the Pare Panda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mYFynG2iI/AAAAAAAAA1s/bH72n5W6ayk/s1600-h/P2021724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mYFynG2iI/AAAAAAAAA1s/bH72n5W6ayk/s320/P2021724.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163825673009551906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Denise at her booth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mYCynG2eI/AAAAAAAAA1M/k3i_o_5jbH8/s1600-h/P2021666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mYCynG2eI/AAAAAAAAA1M/k3i_o_5jbH8/s320/P2021666.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163825621469944290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dan and Mel were slacking on the stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mYECnG2gI/AAAAAAAAA1c/JpsAPr9ISSA/s1600-h/P2021696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mYECnG2gI/AAAAAAAAA1c/JpsAPr9ISSA/s320/P2021696.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163825642944780802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hip-hop dance performance. Notice anyone familiar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mYjCnG2kI/AAAAAAAAA18/zVU04A8ithA/s1600-h/P2021739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mYjCnG2kI/AAAAAAAAA18/zVU04A8ithA/s320/P2021739.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163826175520725570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Choir performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mYjSnG2lI/AAAAAAAAA2E/r2JmNybalvQ/s1600-h/P2021745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mYjSnG2lI/AAAAAAAAA2E/r2JmNybalvQ/s320/P2021745.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163826179815692882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Lunch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mY-inG2oI/AAAAAAAAA2c/m_6M4Yx63bk/s1600-h/P2021766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mY-inG2oI/AAAAAAAAA2c/m_6M4Yx63bk/s320/P2021766.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163826647967128194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Van was attending to the customers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mYiSnG2jI/AAAAAAAAA10/8X4DJJVZbgg/s1600-h/P2021735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mYiSnG2jI/AAAAAAAAA10/8X4DJJVZbgg/s320/P2021735.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163826162635823666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mmmm. What were they watching?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mY-ynG2pI/AAAAAAAAA2k/J-r2SMIpPBk/s1600-h/P2021769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mY-ynG2pI/AAAAAAAAA2k/J-r2SMIpPBk/s320/P2021769.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163826652262095506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wa! Man in balloon! How did he do that???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mWYCnG2WI/AAAAAAAAA0M/oTUvuk3UgIM/s1600-h/DSC00188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mWYCnG2WI/AAAAAAAAA0M/oTUvuk3UgIM/s320/DSC00188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163823787518908770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;We were waiting for the Guest Of Honor to arrive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mYFinG2hI/AAAAAAAAA1k/reiGeYrZcAI/s1600-h/P2021729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mYFinG2hI/AAAAAAAAA1k/reiGeYrZcAI/s320/P2021729.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163825668714584594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Cute Van with Denise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mWVCnG2VI/AAAAAAAAA0E/rcogjZHS4UQ/s1600-h/DSC00195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mWVCnG2VI/AAAAAAAAA0E/rcogjZHS4UQ/s320/DSC00195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163823735979301202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;We and the Kaiwaii mascot! From neck above, it looked cute but scary body it had. Some kids actually hesitated when the bear waved at them. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6VR1inG1lI/AAAAAAAAAuE/GuYWKvJG4W0/s1600-h/DSC00328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6VR1inG1lI/AAAAAAAAAuE/GuYWKvJG4W0/s320/DSC00328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162622528115889746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Renita and me were outside Vivo City, selling coupons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6VSxinG1nI/AAAAAAAAAuU/a2y_X7MNLuc/s1600-h/afth+-+renita+and+me+in+the+"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6VSxinG1nI/AAAAAAAAAuU/a2y_X7MNLuc/s320/afth+-+renita+and+me+in+the+" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162623558908040818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;We are in the Singapore Book of Record for accumulating the most number of 50 cent coins. We managed to fill up the bear with the coins! Yeah! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mWYinG2XI/AAAAAAAAA0U/RaFEahFj7x0/s1600-h/DSC00202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mWYinG2XI/AAAAAAAAA0U/RaFEahFj7x0/s320/DSC00202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163823796108843378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: thanks Dan and Denise for the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-7188748133189461212?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/7188748133189461212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=7188748133189461212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/7188748133189461212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/7188748133189461212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/02/arts-from-heart-vivo-city-on-2nd-feb.html' title='Arts From The Heart @ Vivo City on 2nd Feb 2008'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6mWZCnG2YI/AAAAAAAAA0c/T7LtTMklbmQ/s72-c/P2021636.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-5848452528426531301</id><published>2008-02-05T03:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T22:21:04.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Special Thanks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally over is the OVE's bak kwa saga. I am so glad! Wa. Hell, I had to carry 7.5kg of Bak Kwa from canteen A to LT9. The short journey was unbelievably long. And, after which, my left hand trembled! Imagine how to carry the below with just two hands!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am glad that I have my friends to help me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dsbinG2RI/AAAAAAAAAzk/UlwbiaIzSM8/s1600-h/SP_A0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dsbinG2RI/AAAAAAAAAzk/UlwbiaIzSM8/s320/SP_A0010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163214718206662930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Very firstly, I wana thank Denise. Being my prime buyer, she ordered 6.5 g of bak kwa!! Beside that, she helped me carry my bak kwa through and fro the school compound. And, even got her biao ge to send me to Hall 3!! Thank you so much Denise! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dsfSnG2TI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Dp2zhoba8zI/s1600-h/SP_A0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dsfSnG2TI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Dp2zhoba8zI/s320/SP_A0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163214782631172402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. denise .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Next, thank you Esther and Van for your helps with the bak kwa around the school too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wana thank Francis. Other than ordering bak kwa, he drove me home from school. Really, I couldn't imagine how I could handle the bags without him. He said, "What are friends for?" Yeah! Thank you! I am so grateful to have friends like ya!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I wana thank Alison for inviting and treating me to the streamboat in her room! I really enjoyed myself eating, laughing and playing. Sorry that I didnt help up with the cleaning. Thanks for your help in carrying the bak kwa too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lastly, thanks to YOng Sheng, Eileen, Amy and Hui Fang for ordering bak kwa for me!! And, those who had listened patiently and considered seriously. Even, those who helped to spread the message. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;A very sincere thank to everyone! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chinese New Year is really approaching soon! I can't believe. I couldn't wait to enjoy it! And hopefully, I would be able to really start studying after it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dscCnG2SI/AAAAAAAAAzs/vN3xS_6yiLQ/s1600-h/SP_A0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dscCnG2SI/AAAAAAAAAzs/vN3xS_6yiLQ/s320/SP_A0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163214726796597538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-5848452528426531301?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/5848452528426531301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=5848452528426531301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/5848452528426531301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/5848452528426531301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/02/special-special-thanks.html' title='Special Special Thanks!'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dsbinG2RI/AAAAAAAAAzk/UlwbiaIzSM8/s72-c/SP_A0010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-3590087490458498464</id><published>2008-02-03T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T03:41:18.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-preparation for Arts From The Heart (1st Feb 2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After lunch, we went to help ah zi with Arts From The Heart preparation. As the only girl from the Logistic team presented, I moved a few stuffs and slacked all the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dUZSnG19I/AAAAAAAAAxE/K-j3xZvK1ko/s1600-h/P2011802.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163188291272890322" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dUZSnG19I/AAAAAAAAAxE/K-j3xZvK1ko/s320/P2011802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~ held the door for the guys and donated eye power ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dUZinG1-I/AAAAAAAAAxM/hTKIkRF4b2c/s1600-h/P2011815.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163188295567857634" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dUZinG1-I/AAAAAAAAAxM/hTKIkRF4b2c/s320/P2011815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~ took photos with the instruments ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dUZynG1_I/AAAAAAAAAxU/AEEEHUQHK5Q/s1600-h/P2011826.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163188299862824946" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dUZynG1_I/AAAAAAAAAxU/AEEEHUQHK5Q/s320/P2011826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~ replying messages ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dUvSnG2CI/AAAAAAAAAxs/uVbVllajIwc/s1600-h/P2011896.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163188669230012450" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dUvSnG2CI/AAAAAAAAAxs/uVbVllajIwc/s320/P2011896.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~ sat down and spaced out ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dUaCnG2BI/AAAAAAAAAxk/FF31WV8U4JM/s1600-h/P2011789.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163188304157792274" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dUaCnG2BI/AAAAAAAAAxk/FF31WV8U4JM/s320/P2011789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~ sleep-walked ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dUaCnG2AI/AAAAAAAAAxc/QpmZ782tf_I/s1600-h/P2011862.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163188304157792258" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dUaCnG2AI/AAAAAAAAAxc/QpmZ782tf_I/s320/P2011862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~ chit-chatted ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dUvinG2DI/AAAAAAAAAx0/4zE9Ep22KVU/s1600-h/P2011882.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163188673524979762" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dUvinG2DI/AAAAAAAAAx0/4zE9Ep22KVU/s320/P2011882.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~ took pictures of my mules and the guys ~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The guys??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dXXinG2II/AAAAAAAAAyc/dWfoOvGGu-U/s1600-h/P2011879.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163191559743002754" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dXXinG2II/AAAAAAAAAyc/dWfoOvGGu-U/s320/P2011879.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dY5CnG2KI/AAAAAAAAAys/Zvun4hiA8YU/s1600-h/P2011839.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163193234780248226" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dY5CnG2KI/AAAAAAAAAys/Zvun4hiA8YU/s320/P2011839.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dXXSnG2HI/AAAAAAAAAyU/5jRlRrOpHYU/s1600-h/P2011892.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163191555448035442" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dXXSnG2HI/AAAAAAAAAyU/5jRlRrOpHYU/s320/P2011892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dY4ynG2JI/AAAAAAAAAyk/lmhEX4eMhDY/s1600-h/P2011822.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163193230485280914" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dY4ynG2JI/AAAAAAAAAyk/lmhEX4eMhDY/s320/P2011822.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dY5SnG2LI/AAAAAAAAAy0/EpsFUZsdsw0/s1600-h/P2011903.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163193239075215538" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dY5SnG2LI/AAAAAAAAAy0/EpsFUZsdsw0/s320/P2011903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dY6SnG2NI/AAAAAAAAAzE/AbN8Frx_lYw/s1600-h/P2011840.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163193256255084754" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dY6SnG2NI/AAAAAAAAAzE/AbN8Frx_lYw/s320/P2011840.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dY6CnG2MI/AAAAAAAAAy8/4M_aD_nRH8E/s1600-h/P2011856.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163193251960117442" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dY6CnG2MI/AAAAAAAAAy8/4M_aD_nRH8E/s320/P2011856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I think the guys are very committed. They worked very hard in moving the stuff to Vivo City and back. In fact, they stayed until late for both Friday and Saturday. They definitely deserved applause! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*clap clap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;~ a group pic ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6daXynG2QI/AAAAAAAAAzc/bgp4u7k2iik/s1600-h/P2011914.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163194862572853506" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6daXynG2QI/AAAAAAAAAzc/bgp4u7k2iik/s320/P2011914.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-3590087490458498464?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3590087490458498464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=3590087490458498464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/3590087490458498464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/3590087490458498464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/02/pre-preparation-for-arts-from-heart-1st.html' title='Pre-preparation for Arts From The Heart (1st Feb 2008)'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dUZSnG19I/AAAAAAAAAxE/K-j3xZvK1ko/s72-c/P2011802.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-2867280998882450826</id><published>2008-02-03T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T03:47:26.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Celebration on 1st February 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I got one of my birthday wishes on 1st February. I wanted excitement and thrills. And I got it from Dan and Mel, with the help of Shaun. After our Linguistic tutorial on Friday, Dan and Mel went to the Gents so Shaun and I waited for them outside. We were chatting about different versions of Shaun's name. I was so concentrated on spelling out SEAN when someone tapped on my shoulder. Naturally, I turned and *smash*... The left side of my face was covered with cool and oily whipped cream! Thanks to Daniel Quek Tian Boon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was in shocked and let out a shout. Haha. I managed to avert another attack from Melvin as he was stirred by my shout! Lol. The stupid whipped cream covered my left lashes and avoided my eye! Luck me! I just recovered from swollen left eye lo. If I got another sore eye from this, I will give Dan a panda eye! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I went to the washroom to clean up, Shaun got it from Mel!! LOL. Apparently, Shaun's birthday is on 11th February. Shaun, you think they will let you off by helping them?? See! We should have work together ma! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;After I cleaned up, Mel smeared whipped cream on my right face. I had to clean again! ARugh. I swear I will attack and kill them if I was in my best condition! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Then then, Kok Ping appeared with our cake. And it was a mango cake! Yummy yummy! Mmm. I have to say.. it is a weird celebration. Haha. Cos we were lighting candles and singing birthday song outside the tutorial room lift area,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;moving the cake around and eating cake in rain. Lol. But what can I say? It is a very special one. How many people get to eat cake in the rain? Thanks guys for the celebration. Really appreciated it! And.. you all better watch out.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I will give u all a nice waxing on ur birthdays even it means that I would risk my "xiao rou" reputation. *lotsa* evil laughers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6Xq9inG1oI/AAAAAAAAAuc/jFVyQ_M11QI/s1600-h/P2011634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162790890833892994" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6Xq9inG1oI/AAAAAAAAAuc/jFVyQ_M11QI/s320/P2011634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~ the whipped cream and i swear i still can smell it now. ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6Xq-inG1pI/AAAAAAAAAuk/fFREaobnjDM/s1600-h/P2011635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162790908013762194" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6Xq-inG1pI/AAAAAAAAAuk/fFREaobnjDM/s320/P2011635.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~ mel the demon with the cream. ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6XsfynG1qI/AAAAAAAAAus/1bw72gUo1LU/s1600-h/P2011636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162792578756040354" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6XsfynG1qI/AAAAAAAAAus/1bw72gUo1LU/s320/P2011636.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;~ arugh. the mess! ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6XsginG1rI/AAAAAAAAAu0/d5lX4zwZAnE/s1600-h/P2011637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162792591640942258" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6XsginG1rI/AAAAAAAAAu0/d5lX4zwZAnE/s320/P2011637.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;~ yuck! spare my nose, i don't want whipped cream in my nose. ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6XsgynG1sI/AAAAAAAAAu8/AQgAWa-qYmg/s1600-h/P2011652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162792595935909570" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6XsgynG1sI/AAAAAAAAAu8/AQgAWa-qYmg/s320/P2011652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;~ nice work by kokping. targeted my hairclip, hair and bag. ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6XshSnG1tI/AAAAAAAAAvE/C7ycm7FNsTU/s1600-h/P2011644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162792604525844178" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6XshSnG1tI/AAAAAAAAAvE/C7ycm7FNsTU/s320/P2011644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;~ we were standing outside the tutorial rooms, holding on to the cake and singing birthday song. it feels kinda awkward and nope of the picture i took there could be shown publicly! lol. too ugly le!!! ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6XvXSnG1uI/AAAAAAAAAvM/kAmY6N1Rh2g/s1600-h/P2011651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162795731262035682" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6XvXSnG1uI/AAAAAAAAAvM/kAmY6N1Rh2g/s320/P2011651.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;~ left to right: kokping, shaun, me, melvin and daniel ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6XyPynG1vI/AAAAAAAAAvU/XcLaAd-n_Bc/s1600-h/P2011668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162798900947900146" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6XyPynG1vI/AAAAAAAAAvU/XcLaAd-n_Bc/s320/P2011668.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;~ our mango cake. Forced to hold on to shaun's hand. it looks like i am upraging his modesty. haha. ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6XyQynG1wI/AAAAAAAAAvc/tnbd2_RwCi4/s1600-h/P2011681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162798918127769346" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6XyQynG1wI/AAAAAAAAAvc/tnbd2_RwCi4/s320/P2011681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;~ we enoying our cake and dan taking photo in the rain ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6XyRSnG1xI/AAAAAAAAAvk/snam_mPTaj4/s1600-h/P2011675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162798926717703954" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6XyRSnG1xI/AAAAAAAAAvk/snam_mPTaj4/s320/P2011675.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;~ and the winds ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6cvSynG1yI/AAAAAAAAAvs/80UUYM8BaG4/s1600-h/P2011720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163147497673512738" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6cvSynG1yI/AAAAAAAAAvs/80UUYM8BaG4/s320/P2011720.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;~ the guys @ JP pizza hut ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6cvTCnG1zI/AAAAAAAAAv0/thiJlASl9-8/s1600-h/P2011722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163147501968480050" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6cvTCnG1zI/AAAAAAAAAv0/thiJlASl9-8/s320/P2011722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;~ shaun and mel playing with fork and knife. ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6cvTSnG10I/AAAAAAAAAv8/OQyPRTb2h-o/s1600-h/P2011724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163147506263447362" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6cvTSnG10I/AAAAAAAAAv8/OQyPRTb2h-o/s320/P2011724.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;~ assassin in action ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6cvTinG11I/AAAAAAAAAwE/e6Qdr_3IHtM/s1600-h/P2011746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163147510558414674" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6cvTinG11I/AAAAAAAAAwE/e6Qdr_3IHtM/s320/P2011746.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dL1SnG14I/AAAAAAAAAwc/uu3XvdUzbVY/s1600-h/P2011761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163178876704577410" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dL1SnG14I/AAAAAAAAAwc/uu3XvdUzbVY/s320/P2011761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163178885294512034" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dL1ynG16I/AAAAAAAAAws/jZNBTR8eW8k/s320/P2011739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;~ shaun and my birthday dares: to make the ugly pose with the veggie ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dL1inG15I/AAAAAAAAAwk/IDDFR4mwTYs/s1600-h/P2011735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163178880999544722" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dL1inG15I/AAAAAAAAAwk/IDDFR4mwTYs/s320/P2011735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dL2CnG17I/AAAAAAAAAw0/8G_nR1bqS1c/s1600-h/dan+in+the+forest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163178889589479346" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dL2CnG17I/AAAAAAAAAw0/8G_nR1bqS1c/s320/dan+in+the+forest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;~ dan looks like some dino munching the leaves ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dMZynG18I/AAAAAAAAAw8/W8fkf6-TK3s/s1600-h/me,+shaun,+dan+and+kp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163179503769802690" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R6dMZynG18I/AAAAAAAAAw8/W8fkf6-TK3s/s320/me,+shaun,+dan+and+kp.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;~ really enjoyed myself guys, thanks you so muchies! ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-2867280998882450826?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/2867280998882450826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-5086009152912511414</id><published>2008-02-01T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T20:58:52.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, i am sick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is ironic.&lt;/span&gt; I kept telling Esther and many more to drink more water and not get sick. After all, we all wana enjoy our bak kwa and new year goodies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What the hell.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Chelsy asked if we wana go to Chinatown today. I really love to! I haven't been there for at least 2 years. But I could feel that something is kinda not correct with my body, and rejected her kind offer. Arugh! I didn't know illness can spread so fast. Right now, my warm body is shivering. My sore throat hurts and I couldn't swallow my saliva.  I wana sleep but I could sleep. Bless me, my fever pills! Hope that I will get well after a night of sleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-5086009152912511414?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/5086009152912511414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=5086009152912511414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/5086009152912511414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/5086009152912511414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-is-ironic.html' title='yes, i am sick.'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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-2535093846506959199.post-5944741679540785503</id><published>2008-01-30T06:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T06:48:00.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh ya oh ya. I want to add on to my birthday wishlist! Just one more addition. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I want a cute portable FM radio from action city! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-5944741679540785503?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/5944741679540785503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=5944741679540785503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/5944741679540785503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/5944741679540785503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-ya-oh-ya.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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-2535093846506959199.post-6176917599100893198</id><published>2008-01-29T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T22:50:29.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two surprises on 28th Jan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;1) Nurul asked me to check my email regarding which year I was in. I was quite puzzled why she asked me to do so. Nonetheless, I followed her instructions. OMG. I realize... I am a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;year 3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now! No wonder, Francesco's (my  linguistic  prof) class list reflected that I am a year 3. Last Friday, when he put the list on OHP, I noticed it. And I was like "What the hell, I am year 2 la! Not year 3! Not so old." I thought there was some typo error so I ignored it. Right now, I kinda couldn't believe it. ASK said I was exempted from some AUs that's why I am prompted to year 3 now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;Mmmm. I was excited initially. Cos, this could mean that I could get out of NTU faster. After awhile, I realize "MMmm, though I get out of this suffering sooner, I will enter another one (much worse in fact) sooner too." And and, though I feel happier seeing the number increases so fast, my level of sociolgical imagination couldn't match those of the year 3 too! Guess, there is always pro(s) and con(s) for everything. I wonder.. when I introduce myself during class or cca meeting, should I say I am year 2 or 3??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hope I can get into summer studies. Looking at the situation, I don't have much chance to do it!!! Pray Pray! Hopefully, I did submit the application (cos I did not receive the acknowledgement e-mail that van received).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;2) I checked the mails my mum collected from the mailbox and found this letter addressed to me from the ZOO. I found it quite weird. I was thinking they are solicting for membership or it has something to do with CURL. When I opened the envelope, I had the shock of my life. I almost wanted to cry. This is what I saw:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R53z6ynG1ZI/AAAAAAAAAsk/YMa0vgAwzXw/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 171px; height: 236px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160548939380217234" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R53z6ynG1ZI/AAAAAAAAAsk/YMa0vgAwzXw/s320/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R56doynG1jI/AAAAAAAAAt0/LBEdHgcSLRI/s1600-h/Picture%252B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160735547119294002" style="width: 174px; height: 234px;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R56doynG1jI/AAAAAAAAAt0/LBEdHgcSLRI/s320/Picture%252B005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have been following my blog faithfully, I mentioned during September after celebrating Kai's birthday that I wana adopt an elephant. I wana do it during my birhday! I have forgotten about it until a few days ago I saw the application form in my drawer. However, I couldn't bring myself to do it. I've to donate $150. But I think I ought to save the sum up and use it for summer studies or ove. I told myself : "Next time ba. I shall keep this form so that I would remember".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is really surprising. I didn't expect it!! I am touched. The problem is I have no idea who is it from! The anxiety is killing me. WILL YOU TELL ME WHO ARE U? Nevertheless, thanks ya whoever you are! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Btw, "my" elephant is 38 year old. Her name is Komali. During September, we watched her performed! She was quite huge; larger than the others. And mischievous too! Haha. I wana go back to the zoo and watch her perform again! =D&lt;/span&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/2535093846506959199-6176917599100893198?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6176917599100893198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=6176917599100893198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/6176917599100893198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/6176917599100893198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/01/two-surprises.html' title='two surprises on 28th Jan'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R53z6ynG1ZI/AAAAAAAAAsk/YMa0vgAwzXw/s72-c/Picture+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-9060175903894287210</id><published>2008-01-29T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T11:49:59.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dinner with shan shan, zhi bang, daniel and melvin @ billy bombers on 15 Jan' 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R54CHynG1cI/AAAAAAAAAs8/zl-_y78lZYE/s1600-h/shan+bang+dan+mel+me+%40+billybombers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160564555881305538" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R54CHynG1cI/AAAAAAAAAs8/zl-_y78lZYE/s320/shan+bang+dan+mel+me+%40+billybombers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R54CHSnG1bI/AAAAAAAAAs0/22AQxUBZmDo/s1600-h/shan+bang+billy+...JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160564547291370930" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R54CHSnG1bI/AAAAAAAAAs0/22AQxUBZmDo/s320/shan+bang+billy+...JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R554_CnG1dI/AAAAAAAAAtE/1dCG2Adv2rs/s1600-h/shan+bang+billy+2...JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160695247441155538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R554_CnG1dI/AAAAAAAAAtE/1dCG2Adv2rs/s320/shan+bang+billy+2...JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R559dynG1eI/AAAAAAAAAtM/ZiH-tUvkZCY/s1600-h/shan+bang+billy+3..JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160700173768644066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R559dynG1eI/AAAAAAAAAtM/ZiH-tUvkZCY/s320/shan+bang+billy+3..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R56BBynG1fI/AAAAAAAAAtU/rnQ4p3rknYo/s1600-h/shan+bang+billy+4..JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160704090778818034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R56BBynG1fI/AAAAAAAAAtU/rnQ4p3rknYo/s320/shan+bang+billy+4..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-9060175903894287210?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/9060175903894287210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=9060175903894287210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/9060175903894287210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/9060175903894287210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/01/dinner-with-shan-shan-zhi-bang-daniel.html' title='dinner with shan shan, zhi bang, daniel and melvin @ billy bombers on 15 Jan&apos; 08'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R54CHynG1cI/AAAAAAAAAs8/zl-_y78lZYE/s72-c/shan+bang+dan+mel+me+%40+billybombers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-5885733092441106379</id><published>2008-01-26T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T22:28:03.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell's Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;(Season 2; America)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R5waBSnG1YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/tUlJ9LFB0OA/s1600-h/hellskitchen_logo_sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160027882537801090" style="WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 129px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R5waBSnG1YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/tUlJ9LFB0OA/s320/hellskitchen_logo_sized.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Channel 5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Friday 11pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;a b o u t i t:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;World renowned Chief Gordon Ramsay put 12 chiefs to challenges and the winner would get to win a restaurant in Hollywood! Think Donald Trump's Apprentice, Boot Camp and American Idol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;l o v e: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The extensive Divison of Labor (DOL).&lt;/span&gt; It is easy on the part of customers to order, wait, complain and enjoy our meals, while there's actually complex DOL supporting the foundation of the interaction. In fact, the extend of the DOL dawns on me that what we eat is never simple!&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The chaos in the kitchen. &lt;/span&gt;Okies, I am sadist. I enjoy the yelling, cursing and clumsiness revolving round the pressure to serve quickly in the kitchen. It is funny to see how blur some of the apprentice chiefs become under pressure. (E.g: Forgot to switch on oven or turn on the stove while cooking, serve cold spaghetti, meat caught in fire...) and how Ramsay and the assistant chiefs reacted ("you forget to switch on the oven, stupid!; Maron, you get out of my kitchen..). Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;The Experts (in all senses). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some of the apprentices are passionate and good at cooking and calm at handling Chief Ramsay's insults. While some are doing a good job at pissing their peers. Others are conspiring away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;d i s l i k e:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The excessive cursing and usiage of the F-words. &lt;/span&gt;I watched an online uncensored clip on one of the episodes. 95% of Chief Ramsay's curses include an F-Word at minimum. Wow, Hell's Kitchen is another show other than American Pie to learn how to use the F-word so creatively! Gosh. However, I think he is trying to create this highly stressful environment and coach the apprentice to adopt to the pressures. Nonetheless, the swearing is a bit over for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;w e b s i t e:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.fox.com/hellskitchen/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;c l i p:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gfnae8qMXy8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gfnae8qMXy8&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: anyone know where to watch Hell's Kitchen online??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-5885733092441106379?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/5885733092441106379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=5885733092441106379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/5885733092441106379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/5885733092441106379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-she-is-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R5waBSnG1YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/tUlJ9LFB0OA/s72-c/hellskitchen_logo_sized.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-6343905986643523212</id><published>2008-01-25T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T15:57:48.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i am darn bored!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seriously, &lt;em&gt;BORED to my core&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Supposed to start catching up with the piling reading in library but.. my body doesn't wana follow my plan. Rescue me from this darkness. gosh!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am pinning my hope on the approaching Lunar New Year and birthday celebration to chase away the dullness. Kai and san, jia you planning ar!&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okies. I wana draw out my birthday wishlist to feel a bit excited! Lol. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Green's Birthday Wishlist:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hardness Level One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1) Cute apron or glove for oven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;2) Very pretty, cute and classy water bottle (my nike one cmi! wetting my notes, bag and irints organizer again...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;3) Goldfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;4) Vouchers (Preferably Isetan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;5) CAKES! Cupcakes, tiramisu, mango cake, durian strudel... But no chocolate cake please. Don't know why I will puke whenever I eat it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hardness Level Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1) Excitement, thrills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;2) Ring (if you know my size. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;3) Digital Camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;4) Amaze me aesthetically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hardness lever Three&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1) Make the school accept my Summer Studies application&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;2) Find me a husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;3) Find me a part time job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;okies! I must pull myself together! To end this aimless purpose, I wana say something meaningful: AH SAN, I WANA GO SHOPPING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-6343905986643523212?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6343905986643523212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=6343905986643523212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/6343905986643523212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/6343905986643523212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-darn-bored-seriously-bored-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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-2535093846506959199.post-8053728650170784969</id><published>2008-01-23T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T01:50:35.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are you!?!</title><content type='html'>We discussed about food preference and allergies during Sociology of Food tutorial. Prof Benjamin was asking about extraordinary allergy. I remember some one tell me that he/she is allergic to rice. I couldn't remember who is he or she. I wonder is the person one of my friends or some one from TV. Help me! I have been thinking about it for the day and still no answer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-8053728650170784969?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/8053728650170784969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=8053728650170784969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/8053728650170784969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/8053728650170784969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/01/who-is-it.html' title='Who are you!?!'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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-2535093846506959199.post-1816633292121122828</id><published>2008-01-23T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T01:51:10.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WAS THERE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Toured NUS yesterday with my guides, Choon Guan and Soon Wei. Wow. NUS is really &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;DA DA DA&lt;/span&gt;! I walked till my feet are blistered. And, they are expanding their campus some more! They have another campus in Bukit Timah for the law faulty. And, 2 more campuses at Outram and the fomer Warren golf course (opposite Singapore Polytechnic) coming up! It was an eye-opener. Now, I understand why they weren't impressed with NTU. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few things that I am impressed about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) The Music Library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it?!?! They have a music library!?! A library specially for music? It is coool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) The NUS Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUS has its own museum!!! There displays various type of art work ranging from South Asia to China, from past to present, etc. We managed we walked around for awhile and I admit that the exhibition was quite good. It is comparable to those at Esplanade. I hope to go back some day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) Chancellors! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told the guys that I would already be super impressed if they brought me to the University Hall only! Not only, is the hall decorated with pretty art works, they have large oil paintings of their present and past chancellors! What the hell?!?! Fine fine that NUS has chancellors! Guess wat, guess what??? THeir chancellors are all big shots!!! They are present and late presidents of Singapore!! Wow! One of the past chancellors this British guy called Malcolm MacDonald. Don't really know who he is, but he is something like the governor during the 1940s for Malaysia and Singapore. Wow wow! Damn zai! How come NTU has no chancellors??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4) Better Welfare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are more ATM and vending machines around the campus. Even for their vending machines, some have special drinks like Jap drinks and Coffees! And, they have vending machines at their bus stops!! GOOD good!!!! And and, they have a EzLINK top up machine! So convenient! And and, they have a post office!! I mean a POST OFFICE, not a S.A.M machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However. there are a few things I don't really like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) Library&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUS's libraries are really impressive. They have ample collection of books, and study tables. I think their smallest library will be much better than HSS library lo! But but, I don't like  the fact that you need to have a library pass in order to go enter. I really don't see the point. Only NUS students can use the resources, how about other students? That was why I couldn't enter the music library. Cos.. the extra card was returned to CG's friend. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) The Campus is too big!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least from North Spine, I can walk very fast to go to class in South Spine. In the case of NUS, you really need to take shuttle bus to go to another side. Have to rely on shuttle bus, which I am not too keen. However, maybe their classes are not scattered around. So, should be okies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I won't say that I've regretted going to NTU. I think both universities have their areas of expertise. And, we (the students) have our fond memories and friends which make us feel attached to our university. No doubt, I am proud of NUS. They are doing Singapore proud and  make Singapore visible on the world map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Big THANK YOU to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;1) Soon Wei. Thanks for planning and making the trip so wonderful! Thanks for not letting me walk all the way ar! Haa! And, thanks for waking me when I fell asleep during your lecture. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;2) Choon Guan. Thanks for planning and explaning stuff aroud! Sorry that you didn't get to do your project! =( hOpe your friends are all right.. Hope you all can finish the project and score well! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-1816633292121122828?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/1816633292121122828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=1816633292121122828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/1816633292121122828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/1816633292121122828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-was-there.html' title='I WAS THERE.'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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-2535093846506959199.post-8004434384385767546</id><published>2008-01-21T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T23:18:57.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swiming with san</title><content type='html'>Went to the new swimming complex at Jurong point with san yesterday. It is very much like the one @ Jurong East. However, the water for this pool is forever chilling coooold!! And.. there were alot of people. It was kinda hard to swim without bumping into anyone. Then again, this is commonly on Sundays.. SO happy! Finally got to swim with san and tan!! Finally a healthy dosage of fun, joy and sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After swimming, we went to visit san's sis and nephew to seek shelter from the rain! Keke. Her sis, ah cai, welcomed us warmly and her husband cooked our lunches! We played  the cute BB! And I even got a ride for ah cai jie to JP interchange. What a day!!! Thanks for the fun, ah san! Thanks for the hospitality, ah cai jie and her husband! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R5S3IeVLYbI/AAAAAAAAAsM/gZjCbGvgzN4/s1600-h/san+and+her+nephew.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R5S3IeVLYbI/AAAAAAAAAsM/gZjCbGvgzN4/s320/san+and+her+nephew.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157948829454786994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R5S3I-VLYcI/AAAAAAAAAsU/_lObwNjedXw/s1600-h/san,+her+nephew+and+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R5S3I-VLYcI/AAAAAAAAAsU/_lObwNjedXw/s320/san,+her+nephew+and+me.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157948838044721602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-8004434384385767546?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/8004434384385767546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=8004434384385767546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/8004434384385767546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/8004434384385767546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/01/swiming-with-san.html' title='swiming with san'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R5S3IeVLYbI/AAAAAAAAAsM/gZjCbGvgzN4/s72-c/san+and+her+nephew.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-8840106271282801258</id><published>2008-01-18T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T00:19:12.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我有狗屎运!</title><content type='html'>LOok! This is the banner we helped to decorate yesterday for Arts from the Heart. It was my first time painting one!! All turned out okies. This girl from ADM (Arts, Design and Media) drew all the pictures and wordings! After we completed out painting, she added some magical touches that made the whole painting stand out!! Arts, indeed creates wonders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( can you feel the difference ? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R5DAVuVLYYI/AAAAAAAAAr0/0qWr0S6JRNA/s1600-h/Photo-0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R5DAVuVLYYI/AAAAAAAAAr0/0qWr0S6JRNA/s320/Photo-0047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156833052785860994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R5DAteVLYaI/AAAAAAAAAsE/TxGn96mCT_M/s1600-h/Photo-0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R5DAteVLYaI/AAAAAAAAAsE/TxGn96mCT_M/s320/Photo-0049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156833460807754146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This conversation I had on last Sunday with this auntie while I was looking after the junks we'd collected from a block at Bishan, lingers in my mind all week. She loved to splurge during sales and ended up not using those purchases. In the end, she had to clear quite a lot of clothings that were new. She said that she made an effort not to go to sales anymore cos she could save thousands from these impulse purchases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a bag of clothings collecting dust in a corner too. Though they don't cost as much as the auntie's, I believe there are a few hundred bucks wasted there. Those clothings no longer fit me, out of fashion or I don't like them anymore. I know it is unhealthy mentally and financially to splurge and buy on impulse but I can't stop the urge. Sales are always tempting us to fall into their traps. Advertisements are always targeting woman and constantly redefining beauty in term of consumption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vow to not fall into the prey of over-consumption in the year 2008! I am glad to announce that so far I have not purchase unnecessary or get stuffs on impulse! Thanks to san ( =D ) I did not get any clothing that I would regret buying!&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night was kinda sucky. I hated it when to argue with her cos it is mentally and emotionally taxing. It was easing the tension though. I feel that I can finally move on without that burden in my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was grateful to have Sab listening to me and advising me! And, she remembers my birthday and wants to celebrate with me if I have no date! And and, i told her about my intention to go for summer studies. She encouraged me to go cos it is a good exposure. I told her money is a big issue. Exchange rate for Euro Dollar is double and standard of living there is higher. She volunteers to lend me money if I don't have enough. All I have to do is to let her know earlier so she could save up! I was very touched. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister encourages me to go to summer studies too. In fact, she said GIP and Instep (which has a longer duration) is better. I replied that GIP and Instep are more expensive and my grades won't give me a placement. She said just go and try la. Money side, she will take care of it. No matter what, she will dig out the amount! She made this interesting comment. She said that I should just try cos 我有狗屎运!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Quite true! 我有狗屎运! I  i am not the smart, pretty, talented, eloquent, rich or popular. However, I managed to scrape through life and never fall too seriously from grace. I don't know how but I managed to make it into university with my lousy grades. I have some good friends and family to salvage me from my blurness and ignorance. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I may not have all but I have the best! &lt;/span&gt; Indeed, 狗屎运! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-8840106271282801258?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/8840106271282801258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=8840106271282801258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/8840106271282801258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/8840106271282801258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='我有狗屎运!'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R5DAVuVLYYI/AAAAAAAAAr0/0qWr0S6JRNA/s72-c/Photo-0047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-7797030248435907652</id><published>2008-01-11T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T00:29:40.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Only first week of school??? How come I feel like school has started for a month? Meetings and lectures that stretch on and on makes every minute ticking pass slowly. And the readings are piling up.. Unbelievably, Prof B. has added so many readings. Sob!  Ah biao's module has so many homeworks to do. Lagging behind le!! Lol. I swear these days my only excitement comes from  watching Huang Jin Lu and Hwang Jin Yi! Nonetheless, spasm of anticipation are lingering in my spine.. Cos... CHINESE NEW YEAR is coming! Yahhhhhhhhhoooooo to all the eatings, the hong baos, the stream boat, and all the Lunar New Year tv specials (hope there will be stephen chow's show).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more... Jay's new movie is screening soon! Oh ya. I've been so busy with my days that I have totally forgotten about Jay's concert. The other day, I was listening to his songs. I realized how much I miss him. Mmm. Not entirely miss him, but rather the days of innocence. Those days when I would do crazy things because I did not have much to consider. Kinda feel sad! Cos.. one more week he will be performing and I will not get to breathe the air is contaminated with those he exhales. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, led a tour group yesterday. I brought Choong Guan and Soon Wei around the campus. Okies. I was late cos I overslept. So sorry guys! They went to my linguistic lecture. After lecture, we went to The Quod for lunch and walked around the campus. Gosh.. I realized NTU really has nothing much to show them. NTU has blocks of grey buildings and nothing much. I struggled to find fountains and statues to salvage NTU's reputation but... to no avail! It's okies to me really. After all, already in here for so long, I am used to it. I can't wait to go to NUS.. The way they described their campus, it sounds like museum to me.. I have to witness it! And, take photo with that "I am here" thing advertised by CG and SW! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the tuition today. Thought it will be my final session. Who knows, my tutee wasn't there. She has to go collect her bursary. Next week gonna go back again! Sian, the auntie will ask me how come no pass again. @*(#@&amp;amp;$(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4joSuVLYTI/AAAAAAAAArM/OZCAwKVUfOM/s1600-h/12012008%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4joSuVLYTI/AAAAAAAAArM/OZCAwKVUfOM/s320/12012008%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154625181897679154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4joS-VLYUI/AAAAAAAAArU/h_5lckWGNN0/s1600-h/12012008%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4joS-VLYUI/AAAAAAAAArU/h_5lckWGNN0/s320/12012008%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154625186192646466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4joTeVLYVI/AAAAAAAAArc/62CGy2S_rrA/s1600-h/12012008%28007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4joTeVLYVI/AAAAAAAAArc/62CGy2S_rrA/s320/12012008%28007%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154625194782581074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4joTeVLYWI/AAAAAAAAArk/kefyvOL9LgM/s1600-h/12012008%28009%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4joTeVLYWI/AAAAAAAAArk/kefyvOL9LgM/s320/12012008%28009%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154625194782581090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4joTuVLYXI/AAAAAAAAArs/imoCWJMJQDY/s1600-h/SP_A0329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4joTuVLYXI/AAAAAAAAArs/imoCWJMJQDY/s320/SP_A0329.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154625199077548402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-7797030248435907652?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/7797030248435907652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=7797030248435907652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/7797030248435907652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/7797030248435907652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/01/only-first-week-of-school-how-come-i.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4joSuVLYTI/AAAAAAAAArM/OZCAwKVUfOM/s72-c/12012008%28004%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-7513394412364897715</id><published>2008-01-10T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T19:18:34.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deli Aprecio's Muffin Day</title><content type='html'>Went to Deli Apprecio's Baking Muffin Day at Chen Su Lin Methodist Children's Home on 5th January 2008. Chen Su Lan Methodist Children's Home is a Christian home which take in needy, disadvantages or children with special needs. The home has a lot of facilities and the furnishing looks very new!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm. I do not know how to classify my time spend over there. I guess, eye opening shall be it.  I did not really have a great time with the kids there (if I compare this experience with those in Philippines). Our group, Snow White, got this girl from Primary 6 and 3 younger boys. The girl was quite a problem. She wanted to be with her friends and was reluctant to mix with the other guys. So, Snow White got some reshuffling cos the boys don't wana be Snow White, the girl wana be with her friends. In the end, the girl and 3 of her friends formed the "legendary" Snow White team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I used legendary? We were supposed to play warm-up game (going around burst balloons). They did not want to join in, saying that they didn't want to play or scared of balloon. Once one girl said no, the others followed suit. In the end, we pulled out of the game. Asked them to listen to some nutrition talk, they sat aside and threw pebbles. Asked them to watch magic show, they escaped to the kitchen and watched after their muffins. We asked them to do this, they made comments back! It was really hard to control them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, girls are girls!! Haha. When we got down to muffin baking, they were very enthusiastic. They did things orderly and took turns to make sure each of them got their turn at every stage. In the end, our Snow WHite Muffin got the best decorated muffin prize!!! Haa.  Indeed, our muffin looked, smelt and tasted the best! At the end of the day, I was proud of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4JdwuVLYII/AAAAAAAAAp0/LgTwq4JAvPE/s1600-h/P1051449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4JdwuVLYII/AAAAAAAAAp0/LgTwq4JAvPE/s320/P1051449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152784015317229698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the home @ Serangoon Garden area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4Jdw-VLYJI/AAAAAAAAAp8/1i9huu4a6Zs/s1600-h/P1051450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4Jdw-VLYJI/AAAAAAAAAp8/1i9huu4a6Zs/s320/P1051450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152784019612197010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon entry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4Jdw-VLYKI/AAAAAAAAAqE/tN37mTL_zRE/s1600-h/P1051453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4Jdw-VLYKI/AAAAAAAAAqE/tN37mTL_zRE/s320/P1051453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152784019612197026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we dodging the "paparazzi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4JdxOVLYLI/AAAAAAAAAqM/CKR6wQfTavE/s1600-h/P1051459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4JdxOVLYLI/AAAAAAAAAqM/CKR6wQfTavE/s320/P1051459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152784023907164338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wenqi and daniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4JdxOVLYMI/AAAAAAAAAqU/hGougHUReVE/s1600-h/P1051462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4JdxOVLYMI/AAAAAAAAAqU/hGougHUReVE/s320/P1051462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152784023907164354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, melvin and hui fang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4JeIeVLYNI/AAAAAAAAAqc/IY9IR0LAZNk/s1600-h/P1051465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4JeIeVLYNI/AAAAAAAAAqc/IY9IR0LAZNk/s320/P1051465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152784423339122898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we chatting. leaving the couple at their qing qing wo wo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4JeIeVLYOI/AAAAAAAAAqk/6-0ADO15cEE/s1600-h/P1051468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4JeIeVLYOI/AAAAAAAAAqk/6-0ADO15cEE/s320/P1051468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152784423339122914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our supposed Snow White team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4JeIuVLYPI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Ml6dBOIsgmI/s1600-h/P1051471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4JeIuVLYPI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Ml6dBOIsgmI/s320/P1051471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152784427634090226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girls and our award winning muffins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4JeI-VLYQI/AAAAAAAAAq0/ZsjKhPw_QUo/s1600-h/P1051473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4JeI-VLYQI/AAAAAAAAAq0/ZsjKhPw_QUo/s320/P1051473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152784431929057538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all couldn't wait to eat them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4JeJOVLYRI/AAAAAAAAAq8/t1-nbrcx6B8/s1600-h/P1051476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4JeJOVLYRI/AAAAAAAAAq8/t1-nbrcx6B8/s320/P1051476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152784436224024850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wenqi finishing her muffin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4Jen-VLYSI/AAAAAAAAArE/SnOIwai2rt0/s1600-h/P1051481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R4Jen-VLYSI/AAAAAAAAArE/SnOIwai2rt0/s320/P1051481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152784964505002274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me eating and wanting more muffins!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-7513394412364897715?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/7513394412364897715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=7513394412364897715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-8794902544214899661</id><published>2008-01-08T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T01:25:07.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner date (Shan shan, Dan and Mel)</title><content type='html'>Here's a video by dan. Ignore the first few pictures. The pictures at the back are taken from the dinner date on 4th Jan which I could not attend. Btw dan, the music is shala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CAZX3WDDXlo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CAZX3WDDXlo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-8794902544214899661?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/8794902544214899661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=8794902544214899661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/8794902544214899661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/8794902544214899661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/01/dinner-date-shan-shan-dan-and-mel.html' title='Dinner date (Shan shan, Dan and Mel)'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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-2535093846506959199.post-4488764384248610077</id><published>2008-01-04T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T00:11:58.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(+ my apple strudel +)</title><content type='html'>While I was rushing to meet ah san, I saw DURIANS!!!  Durians strudel popped into my mind!! Suddenly, I had cravings for durian strudel! After, San and I settled ourselves in the optical shop, she got something out of her bag.. APPLE STRUDEL!!!! She wanted to get durian strudel for me but she was afraid that I dont like durian. IT is okies!! I am so happy already that I have apple strudel to eat!!! &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's dinner was a junk food feast! We had Munchy donuts and curly fries!! All the transfat but who cares! I enjoyed my dinner and the companion! keke!  A time well spent for the last few days of the vacatioN! Thank you ah san! Mmm. Jialat! I haven't even start my second sems of year 2 and I am already excited and busy planning what to do during my 3 months vacation! loL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R35YXOVLYHI/AAAAAAAAAps/bNPx3PKk-RQ/s1600-h/SP_A0309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R35YXOVLYHI/AAAAAAAAAps/bNPx3PKk-RQ/s320/SP_A0309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151652179765583986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the sweetest apple strudel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to rush home for abit of Huang Jin Lu but thanks to AJ for the updates. =) I lingered around to eat a bit of my apple strudel. Saw this piece of stunning news! MC King passed away sia. I saw him a few weeks ago in Bugis. He looks very healthy, really didn't expect him to pass away. All the talks about death... Suddenly I feel that human being can be so helpless too. We may be able to control our environment, triumph over the animals and even our own kind. Sometimes, the larger force out there make us vulnerable too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-4488764384248610077?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/4488764384248610077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=4488764384248610077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/4488764384248610077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/4488764384248610077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-apple-strudel.html' title='(+ my apple strudel +)'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R35YXOVLYHI/AAAAAAAAAps/bNPx3PKk-RQ/s72-c/SP_A0309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-6229464975401505478</id><published>2008-01-04T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T23:54:50.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my new year day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;new year day&lt;/span&gt;, I visited my great-grandmother, with my sister, brother and mother. She was hospitalized due to severe indigestion. Apparently, she had some operations years ago and the doctor screwed up. In the end, her small intestine and big intestine got tangled up and caused a disruption to the system. The doctor said that she might leave anytime. The auntie who took care of her was so sad that she kept crying.  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her taking each breath with agony, I wonder would death be a relief to her ?? I couldn't remember how long has she been like this.. but it is at least for 5 years that she couldn't move, talk, eat by herself. She just sits or lays there, waiting to be fed, waiting for her motions to be cleared, waiting for someone to move her. Would it be a relief for  her?? Or it is simply cruel to take away a life just like this?? Hope that whichever way it is... there will be no complication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the hospital trip, the 3 of us went for dinner without mum before we headed head. It has been SUPER long since the three of us last eat out together. My sister treated us to Pizza Hut. I find the festival promotion quite okies but my brother had a hard time!! He ordered the curry baked rice and said that taste disgusting. On our way to FairPrice, he couldn't stand and have to go to the washroom to puke. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised AJ, here is the introduction to my siblings. I have a younger sister and brother. Yesh, I am the eldest and I couldn't believe it too. My sister is a year younger than me and is currently looking for a perm job. My brother is nineteen this year and is doing his final year in Ngee Ann Polytechnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1vCCk-tkbI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ALeUSeVjfwY/s1600-h/P5160252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1vCCk-tkbI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ALeUSeVjfwY/s320/P5160252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141916749115789746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my sister and her boyfriend, bernard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1vCDE-tkdI/AAAAAAAAAbo/-z2vg5LaDAY/s1600-h/n742648597_302009_9238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1vCDE-tkdI/AAAAAAAAAbo/-z2vg5LaDAY/s320/n742648597_302009_9238.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141916757705724370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;from the left, my brother with his good friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-6229464975401505478?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6229464975401505478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=6229464975401505478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/6229464975401505478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/6229464975401505478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-new-year-day.html' title='my new year day.'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1vCCk-tkbI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ALeUSeVjfwY/s72-c/P5160252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-3837378582130146328</id><published>2008-01-03T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T00:48:59.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates on 24th Dec 2007 to 31st Dec 2007*~  part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~ 31st December 2007, Monday ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with the Kukus today! I think all of us have matured abit, except Chelsy!! She is still as  crazy as ever! Lol. She went to alot of place; Italy, France, Germany!! OMG!  So lucky of her!! We went to Sab's and Amy's area for fish streamboat. The food is normal but Sab and Amy said alot of people went down there for dinner de. Weird. Keke. Den we walked to Bugis and wandered around. After Chelsy left, we went to the arcade!! Sab and I raced again! She lost because a little boy went and banged her! keke. Then when HuiYi, we went to TCC and slacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was a little awkward. But it is natural. 1 to 2 years of empty spaces between us, it is normal that we feel weird initially. Hope that the next gathering will be better. Nonetheless, I enjoyed myself. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3z8k-VLYEI/AAAAAAAAApE/JgWU1R7rX7Q/s1600-h/1_860516180l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3z8k-VLYEI/AAAAAAAAApE/JgWU1R7rX7Q/s320/1_860516180l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151269785942319170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[ finally, sab and i took a nicer picture! ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3z8leVLYFI/AAAAAAAAApM/-r2PBp8Y01E/s1600-h/1_289430022l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3z8leVLYFI/AAAAAAAAApM/-r2PBp8Y01E/s320/1_289430022l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151269794532253778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[ my Rose Juliet! With ice cream some more!!! I really love roses in my drink!! ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R30Ok-VLYGI/AAAAAAAAApk/Mz-qthARMvE/s1600-h/IMG_3022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R30Ok-VLYGI/AAAAAAAAApk/Mz-qthARMvE/s320/IMG_3022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151289577151619170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[ amy and me ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-3837378582130146328?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3837378582130146328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=3837378582130146328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/3837378582130146328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/3837378582130146328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/01/updates-on-24th-dec-2007-to-31st-dec_03.html' title='updates on 24th Dec 2007 to 31st Dec 2007*~  part 3'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3z8k-VLYEI/AAAAAAAAApE/JgWU1R7rX7Q/s72-c/1_860516180l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-4579839269511569575</id><published>2008-01-02T11:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T22:57:08.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates on 24th Dec 2007 to 31st Dec 2007*~  part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ 27th December 2007, Thursday ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Met up with Ah Ju, Biao Mei (Sheryln), Kelly, Long Qing, Ronald and Ian for dinner. The initial plan was to go to Waruka Pasta but Ronald did not make any reservation. Haha. Sheryln gave him some "music". Luckily, I did not get much scolding when I did not book for TCC on 24th. Keke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I tried the Unagi Fried rice and it tasted good, like claypot rice with Unagi! Ronald got a Terayaki Don. While the rest tried the paper streamboats. Heard from them that the portion was really small! Later on, the girls tried the tempura ice-cream and the potato cheese mochi. The former was quite okies though the others felt it was normal. BUT BUT... THE POTATO CHEESE MOCHI WAS SUPER HEAVENLY!!! TRY IT, TRY IT!!! At the end of the meal, I was surprised that Long Qing volunteered to treat us. It was so generous of her! We went to walk walk around Esplanade. As usual, we took a lot of pictures!!! How can we not with Sheryln around?? Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150721408812932594" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sJ1OVLXfI/AAAAAAAAAkc/AGUVMZAJib8/s320/2141089127_945eb615b2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;[ From left to right: Thong Lun, Ronald, Ian, Sherlyn, Long Qing, Me and Kelly. ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sJ1uVLXgI/AAAAAAAAAkk/UkF7dhvsFbI/s1600-h/2141879182_296bda411c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150721417402867202" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sJ1uVLXgI/AAAAAAAAAkk/UkF7dhvsFbI/s320/2141879182_296bda411c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ the girls. ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sJ1-VLXjI/AAAAAAAAAk8/fNp45AByRHc/s1600-h/2146044259_710d63f66a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150721421697834546" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sJ1-VLXjI/AAAAAAAAAk8/fNp45AByRHc/s320/2146044259_710d63f66a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[ what to eat?? everything seems nice!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sJ1uVLXhI/AAAAAAAAAks/-oCZc-jQ_5k/s1600-h/2141087131_5e72fc60c7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150721417402867218" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sJ1uVLXhI/AAAAAAAAAks/-oCZc-jQ_5k/s320/2141087131_5e72fc60c7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ paper streamboat. i wonder how come the paper can withstand the heat and soup? ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sJ1-VLXiI/AAAAAAAAAk0/IPmzrSvqJVA/s1600-h/2146835358_b79fc8aec9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150721421697834530" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sJ1-VLXiI/AAAAAAAAAk0/IPmzrSvqJVA/s320/2146835358_b79fc8aec9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[ Ronald's terayaki don ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sKsOVLXkI/AAAAAAAAAlE/NYaJ7TxrCHc/s1600-h/2146838370_46901aaecf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150722353705737794" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sKsOVLXkI/AAAAAAAAAlE/NYaJ7TxrCHc/s320/2146838370_46901aaecf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[ potato cheese mochi ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sKseVLXlI/AAAAAAAAAlM/3F1J117UxkQ/s1600-h/2146047571_8ff9d5f19b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150722358000705106" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sKseVLXlI/AAAAAAAAAlM/3F1J117UxkQ/s320/2146047571_8ff9d5f19b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sKsuVLXmI/AAAAAAAAAlU/_EBZCG84k4M/s1600-h/2146046507_15fe5709d1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150722362295672418" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sKsuVLXmI/AAAAAAAAAlU/_EBZCG84k4M/s320/2146046507_15fe5709d1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;[ the guys. Ronald and Ian slipping their soda while Ah Ju watching them. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sKsuVLXnI/AAAAAAAAAlc/DWpuh102PdQ/s1600-h/2146045251_4af18cd367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150722362295672434" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sKsuVLXnI/AAAAAAAAAlc/DWpuh102PdQ/s320/2146045251_4af18cd367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sKs-VLXoI/AAAAAAAAAlk/09Qh0bcG0iI/s1600-h/ex-+ove+com+%40+waruko+%2827122007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150722366590639746" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sKs-VLXoI/AAAAAAAAAlk/09Qh0bcG0iI/s320/ex-+ove+com+%40+waruko+%2827122007%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sL7uVLXtI/AAAAAAAAAmM/VkSHj7msAYE/s1600-h/2141093243_1d75cb3562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150723719505338066" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sL7uVLXtI/AAAAAAAAAmM/VkSHj7msAYE/s320/2141093243_1d75cb3562.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ the cousins - Biao Ge and Biao Mei ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sL7OVLXpI/AAAAAAAAAls/ToW8t3x1o7Q/s1600-h/2141098479_2060bd3a59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150723710915403410" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sL7OVLXpI/AAAAAAAAAls/ToW8t3x1o7Q/s320/2141098479_2060bd3a59.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sL7eVLXqI/AAAAAAAAAl0/69S7eBEwig0/s1600-h/2141100163_ea36dee404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150723715210370722" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sL7eVLXqI/AAAAAAAAAl0/69S7eBEwig0/s320/2141100163_ea36dee404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had 5000 spheres with wishes floating on Marina Bay. There was this spheres with the drawing of a girl and a boy. Damn scary sia. We could see the girl very clearly. Though it is some drawing, we felt that it seemed like some girl head floating there!! Wa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sL7eVLXrI/AAAAAAAAAl8/GvHBPCosdIU/s1600-h/2141896604_68bfd66e49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150723715210370738" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sL7eVLXrI/AAAAAAAAAl8/GvHBPCosdIU/s320/2141896604_68bfd66e49.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sL7eVLXsI/AAAAAAAAAmE/9jxPJ7cNTYo/s1600-h/2146049911_752f2a9d2e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150723715210370754" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sL7eVLXsI/AAAAAAAAAmE/9jxPJ7cNTYo/s320/2146049911_752f2a9d2e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;[ the head! ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;At the Esplande, there is a display of colorful artwork by YOUNG kids! They are so cute and colourful!! I can't believe it. They are done by the kids. Suddenly, I feel that Singapore's future is sparkingly bright with these creative kids as her pillars of support. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sM2uVLXuI/AAAAAAAAAmU/OF6AzPp7rk8/s1600-h/2141909126_c12d96073d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150724733117619938" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sM2uVLXuI/AAAAAAAAAmU/OF6AzPp7rk8/s320/2141909126_c12d96073d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sM2uVLXvI/AAAAAAAAAmc/M5jqKZaZWSQ/s1600-h/2141906490_76c33bbebb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150724733117619954" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sM2uVLXvI/AAAAAAAAAmc/M5jqKZaZWSQ/s320/2141906490_76c33bbebb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sM2-VLXwI/AAAAAAAAAmk/sVnhVOoSCfs/s1600-h/SP_A0289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150724737412587266" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sM2-VLXwI/AAAAAAAAAmk/sVnhVOoSCfs/s320/SP_A0289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sM2-VLXxI/AAAAAAAAAms/X3qudD3bCcw/s1600-h/2146851882_01c5007018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150724737412587282" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sM2-VLXxI/AAAAAAAAAms/X3qudD3bCcw/s320/2146851882_01c5007018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sM3OVLXyI/AAAAAAAAAm0/bE6oA-ViQqc/s1600-h/2141111703_2d689b00f4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150724741707554594" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sM3OVLXyI/AAAAAAAAAm0/bE6oA-ViQqc/s320/2141111703_2d689b00f4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sN1OVLXzI/AAAAAAAAAm8/jzyBY_nl-qI/s1600-h/2141112541_3e95672001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150725806859444018" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sN1OVLXzI/AAAAAAAAAm8/jzyBY_nl-qI/s320/2141112541_3e95672001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sN1eVLX0I/AAAAAAAAAnE/G6VKdEu5ai0/s1600-h/2141113579_8af8421dd7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150725811154411330" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sN1eVLX0I/AAAAAAAAAnE/G6VKdEu5ai0/s320/2141113579_8af8421dd7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sN1eVLX1I/AAAAAAAAAnM/vR_LiW1Bgy8/s1600-h/SP_A0295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150725811154411346" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sN1eVLX1I/AAAAAAAAAnM/vR_LiW1Bgy8/s320/SP_A0295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And, I got a very unique card on that day! It is a limited edition card from TL Production. When I first opened the envelope, the card looked so simple and sweet! I turned to the back of the card in anticipation of some messages. But there was none. I felt very puzzled. Then I realized that the hat could be opened! And, the message was hidden there!!! Gosh. So cute!! This is the best hand made card I ever received! Simple, cute, sweet, creative and surprising, all at the same time!!! Thank you, Ah Ju!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sN1uVLX2I/AAAAAAAAAnU/uoq-h1BWj88/s1600-h/SP_A0300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150725815449378658" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sN1uVLX2I/AAAAAAAAAnU/uoq-h1BWj88/s320/SP_A0300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sN1-VLX3I/AAAAAAAAAnc/7staWM44PPY/s1600-h/SP_A0301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150725819744345970" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sN1-VLX3I/AAAAAAAAAnc/7staWM44PPY/s320/SP_A0301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I wana thanks Shu Ting also. She gave me another snow globe during Christmas Eve. When I was tidying up my room, I realized that she is constantly adding on to my snow globe collection. I am so touched that she still remembers...  Thank you my dear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;~ 28th December 2007, Friday ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Met up with Ah Seow to buy his mother's side table at Ikea and explored the wonders of home accessories. When I touched every item, I couldn't wait to decorate my own house. Then, afther everything, we went to fill our stomach with yummy MEATBALLS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Later, Ah Seow dropped me off at bugis and I dropped my handphone while waiting for the OVE'07 people to reach. My heart really ached. There are a couple of serious damages done!! Arugh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Had Tian Tian Streamboat!! Mmm... Not really a huge fan anyway. Since Jeremy took the initiative to plan it, shouldn't be too fussy then. The ma la soup is damn spicy lei!!! The gathering was also to send Kian Boon to US. Time really flies.. Clarence is back from China also le.. Youth is really scanty sia. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ 30th December 2007, Sunday ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Went to "The Extreme Night" exhibition t Expo with Francis. The exhibition was quite disappointing. There was a limited range of modified cars displayed. And some of those displayed were not really impressive. I would say, it was quite disappointing as it failed to entice one to engage in deeper exploration of the "art". I witnessed something interesting. There were quite a few models posing around the cars wearing skimpy clothings. Initially, when we entered the exhibition hall, there wasnt much crowd gathered around the cars. Suddenly, we realized that there was a huge crowd out of nowhere. Francis said that normally this kinda crowd was attracted by the models rather than the cars. True enough, when the models moved to pose with the next car, the pack followed them like bees attracted to honey, metals attracted to magnets, sharks attracted to blood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;This went on without failed. We did a minor experiment. We went to peek on what was on the camera screen. LOl. Again, true enough!! The people were mostly taking pictures of the models rather than the car! Muhaha. Tsk tsk!! I dunno why the skimpy clothed models must be presented. Benson said it is a must for car show. But I am thinking, "Go there see car or gal?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Outside of the exhibition hall, there was a display of real live action!! Some regional drifters (those who drift?? are they called that??) were doing REAL TIME DRIFTING in the carpark. Yeah!!! Normally, I watched people drifted on TV, in movie and clips, in arcade but never the real action right in front of me!!! This time round, we could hear the roar of the engines, screeching of the tyres, smell the friction generated from the rough contact between the wheels and the road. Every cell in my body was breathing in excitment drawn from the exhaust pipe, the steering wheel, the brakes, the turbo engine.. everything!! OMG! I want to drive. I want to drift. I want to drive and drift! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;San, Sab, Choon mei, they are all learning diving now. Sab even got her license! Now Chai Hong told me she has registered herself for lessons!!! I am so envy!! Waiting and wishing for my turn to come! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3usW-VLYAI/AAAAAAAAAok/mNtz3QyHyKM/s1600-h/DSCN1160ed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150900109517217794" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3usW-VLYAI/AAAAAAAAAok/mNtz3QyHyKM/s320/DSCN1160ed.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3usXOVLYBI/AAAAAAAAAos/IfszKCseWVY/s1600-h/DSCN1162ed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150900113812185106" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3usXOVLYBI/AAAAAAAAAos/IfszKCseWVY/s320/DSCN1162ed.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3usXeVLYCI/AAAAAAAAAo0/R4bMnxNzCuE/s1600-h/DSCN1165ed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150900118107152418" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3usXeVLYCI/AAAAAAAAAo0/R4bMnxNzCuE/s320/DSCN1165ed.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3usXuVLYDI/AAAAAAAAAo8/jhAkwLUY9VQ/s1600-h/DSCN1169ed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150900122402119730" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3usXuVLYDI/AAAAAAAAAo8/jhAkwLUY9VQ/s320/DSCN1169ed.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-4579839269511569575?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/4579839269511569575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=4579839269511569575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/4579839269511569575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/4579839269511569575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/01/updates-on-24th-dec-2007-to-31st-dec_02.html' title='updates on 24th Dec 2007 to 31st Dec 2007*~  part 2'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3sJ1OVLXfI/AAAAAAAAAkc/AGUVMZAJib8/s72-c/2141089127_945eb615b2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-2239663293686912910</id><published>2008-01-01T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T22:39:02.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates on 24th Dec 2007 to 31st Dec 2007*~  part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;Keke.. Haven't been updating because I was busy. With what? I asked myself that too. Haha. It seems that good times really zrrooooomzzz like supersonic train. A turn of head, and now I am at the last week of our valuable school vacation! Went out almost everyday, and if I am not, I will be nua-ing, trying to do a BIT of spring cleaning and rushing Kdramas. Life seems pretty... NUA! Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;Here are some updates and pictures of my nua days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~ MY CHRISTMAS EVE ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;Met up with Pei Ting on Christmas Eve to pass her truffles. She gave me her chocolate cookie men (that's what she called it). I was quite late.. She was quite mad. But everything was resolved. I was repentant. Hopefully, I will be able to eliminate lateness from my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;Anyway, her chocolate cookie men were yummmmmy! Love them! Love sweet Pei Ting!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3nGwOVLXII/AAAAAAAAAhg/XlnVUSZqidU/s1600-h/chocolate+cookie+men+edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150366180657814658" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3nGwOVLXII/AAAAAAAAAhg/XlnVUSZqidU/s320/chocolate+cookie+men+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;[ look cute, taste good! ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3KlCeVLW8I/AAAAAAAAAfw/l7YuenhyEII/s1600-h/peiting,+her+chocolate+cookie+men+and+me%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148358785958108098" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3KlCeVLW8I/AAAAAAAAAfw/l7YuenhyEII/s320/peiting,+her+chocolate+cookie+men+and+me%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;[ .peiting. and me ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;After meeting Pei Ting, I went to meet my secondary school friends for a Christmas dinner. It had been YEARS since we last met up. Met up with Choon Sun, Yong Fa and Benson first. We were supposed to go to TCC for dinner but I didn't make any reservation. Thus, we had to find else where. We ended up going to Billy Bombers. With Pei Zhen, we started crapping and eating first while waiting for the others. When the full force was reached, we talked more craps and played pool. After, an hour of pool, Shu Ting, Pei Zhen, Benson, Soon Wei, Hock Siong, Choon Guan and Pei Gen went to Bukit Timah for prata. FINALLY, I satisfied my craving for tissue prata! I tried the chocolate tissue prata. It was super drooling. My hands couldn't stop. That is all for my secondary school gathering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;It wasn't well executed but I was glad to meet them. The reunion made this Christmas special. Besides, what bets meeting old friends in this season of Joys, Loves and Hopes? Shu Ting Pei Zhen, Benson, Hock Siong, Choon Guan, Hock Siong, Soon Wei, Min Cen did not change much, or rather they are recognizable. For the others, they experienced drastic changes. Like Yong Fa, he becomes so slim! Choon Sun grows taller and handsomer (heard from Shu Ting and Yong Fa that he is popular among the SIM girls). Amos totally changed. We couldn't recognize him at all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;Honestly, I was quite peh chek to plan this thing. Cos it was hard to gather solid responses and suggestions on where to go. I didn't do a good job (I shall not deny it!) but I truly understand something. It is not easy to plan a gathering. Now I understand how San felt when we all did not respond to her messages when she was planning primary school outing back then. Thanks, Ah San, for giving up on us. =) So from now on, I shall try not to be too difficult for organizers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3fJmuVLXBI/AAAAAAAAAgo/70Fe6iWinaI/s1600-h/SP_A0254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149806366030519314" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3fJmuVLXBI/AAAAAAAAAgo/70Fe6iWinaI/s320/SP_A0254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;[ the Christmas tree @ Billy Bombers, accompanied by a life-size Tabasco! Hot HOT!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3fJm-VLXCI/AAAAAAAAAgw/m9j4P0ypmg8/s1600-h/SP_A0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149806370325486626" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3fJm-VLXCI/AAAAAAAAAgw/m9j4P0ypmg8/s320/SP_A0251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;[ cheers to a great Christmas. mmm. dunno why they feel that the champagne cocktail is unbearable. i still find it quite okies. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3Kk3-VLW7I/AAAAAAAAAfo/RVwxRoPh5hI/s1600-h/IMG_7852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148358605569481650" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3Kk3-VLW7I/AAAAAAAAAfo/RVwxRoPh5hI/s320/IMG_7852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#666666;" &gt;[ us! From left to right: Mincen's collegue (she is called Winnie i think.), Min Cen, Yong Fa, Benson, Choon Sun, Choon Guan, Soon Wei, Amos, Pei Gen, Pei Zhen, Wei Ching and Shu Ting. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3fJnOVLXDI/AAAAAAAAAg4/S4HdLBIlFtQ/s1600-h/SP_A0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149806374620453938" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3fJnOVLXDI/AAAAAAAAAg4/S4HdLBIlFtQ/s320/SP_A0256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;[ chocolate tissue prata!! ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#ff9900;" &gt;~ 26th December 2007, Wednesday ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Went for OVE'08 garang guni flyer distribution at Bedok. It was quite a tough job as there was a lack of manpower. It was also the most frightening garang guni experience for me. Bedok residents like pets a lot. There were quite a few houses with cats and dogs. There was this house, where I thought was clear of pet. Who know when I was very close to the door, I saw this cat laying lazily on the shoe rack like than a metre from me. I jumped! She was glaring at me as if she was warning me not to disturb her. At another unit, I heard this dog barking when I was nearing the house. I thought I may have to skip the unit. But when I peeked into the house, the dog was hiding around the hallway. So i thought: "haha, might as well take the gamble. Faster drop the flyer and scam." Wa. I was so wrong. The dog ran like hell and throw herself at the gate. I wanted to scream but there was this uncle standing at the doorway at the next unit. I need to maintain my "xiao rou" disposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with the HI guys for dinner. I was quite stunned when I reached Minds @ Purvis. I was expecting more to turn up since we were celebrating Zhi Cheng's and Quan Li's birthday. But anyway, we did the usual stuff: played some games, ate lotsa snacks and cake! As for birthday gift, Zhi Cheng got a Apple earphone and Quan Li got a Manchester United DVD (I think).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3hJsuVLXGI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/8k-Q-2nNr5Y/s1600-h/PC261402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149947206598089826" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3hJsuVLXGI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/8k-Q-2nNr5Y/s320/PC261402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;[ us with baoli who worked there and provided alot of helps. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3oiuOVLXKI/AAAAAAAAAh0/ZmqmtNeJ0MA/s1600-h/PC261396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150467301367831714" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3oiuOVLXKI/AAAAAAAAAh0/ZmqmtNeJ0MA/s320/PC261396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#666666;" &gt;[ quanli and zhicheng with their super belated birthday cake ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3oiueVLXLI/AAAAAAAAAh8/7fWfLZhUFiI/s1600-h/PC261393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150467305662799026" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3oiueVLXLI/AAAAAAAAAh8/7fWfLZhUFiI/s320/PC261393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#666666;" &gt;[&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; quanli blowing out the candles.. mmm. looks like... ***key.. =P ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3oiuuVLXMI/AAAAAAAAAiE/Q_mPy2DROtI/s1600-h/PC261408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150467309957766338" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3oiuuVLXMI/AAAAAAAAAiE/Q_mPy2DROtI/s320/PC261408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#666666;" &gt;[ first cut on the birthday cake cannot be a "through" cut. why lei?? ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3oiu-VLXNI/AAAAAAAAAiM/tPx3AlptEhc/s1600-h/PC261416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150467314252733650" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3oiu-VLXNI/AAAAAAAAAiM/tPx3AlptEhc/s320/PC261416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"  &gt;[ elena with her slice of chocolate cake ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3oivOVLXOI/AAAAAAAAAiU/X6CqLhMQ66w/s1600-h/PC261415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150467318547700962" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3oivOVLXOI/AAAAAAAAAiU/X6CqLhMQ66w/s320/PC261415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;[ dan with his slice of cake ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3ok7-VLXPI/AAAAAAAAAic/OTN23PghtzI/s1600-h/PC261379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150469736614288626" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3ok7-VLXPI/AAAAAAAAAic/OTN23PghtzI/s320/PC261379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#666666;" &gt;[ our snacks~ drool! ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3ok7-VLXQI/AAAAAAAAAik/kojflqvE1ZU/s1600-h/PC261369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150469736614288642" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3ok7-VLXQI/AAAAAAAAAik/kojflqvE1ZU/s320/PC261369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#666666;" &gt;[ attack! ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3ok8OVLXRI/AAAAAAAAAis/1fb-R18rDSE/s1600-h/PC261380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150469740909255954" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3ok8OVLXRI/AAAAAAAAAis/1fb-R18rDSE/s320/PC261380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#666666;" &gt;[ let's play Imaginiff. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3ok8OVLXSI/AAAAAAAAAi0/hsO4H9XNAwU/s1600-h/PC261508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150469740909255970" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3ok8OVLXSI/AAAAAAAAAi0/hsO4H9XNAwU/s320/PC261508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#666666;" &gt;[ korping at his shot on the Jenga. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3ok8eVLXTI/AAAAAAAAAi8/m6b2JQrMsU8/s1600-h/PC261517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150469745204223282" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3ok8eVLXTI/AAAAAAAAAi8/m6b2JQrMsU8/s320/PC261517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;[ melvin with his lucky block of Jenga ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3ol5-VLXUI/AAAAAAAAAjE/m-riG5sUPTs/s1600-h/PC261492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150470801766178114" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3ol5-VLXUI/AAAAAAAAAjE/m-riG5sUPTs/s320/PC261492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;[ we were all stressed up. afterall, the loser gonna do all the Dares listed on the blocks! ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3omWeVLXVI/AAAAAAAAAjM/cj8lYDv-coA/s1600-h/PC261497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150471291392449874" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3omWeVLXVI/AAAAAAAAAjM/cj8lYDv-coA/s320/PC261497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#666666;" &gt;[ yesh!! i found a loose block! ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3omWeVLXWI/AAAAAAAAAjU/v7Q_W5OYwWo/s1600-h/PC261519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150471291392449890" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3omWeVLXWI/AAAAAAAAAjU/v7Q_W5OYwWo/s320/PC261519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;[ zhicheng the engineer at work. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3omWuVLXXI/AAAAAAAAAjc/9XajPDG7Dl8/s1600-h/PC261523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150471295687417202" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3omWuVLXXI/AAAAAAAAAjc/9XajPDG7Dl8/s320/PC261523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"  &gt;[ will quanli make it through his turn?? ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3omWuVLXYI/AAAAAAAAAjk/RVNlK8qHCGI/s1600-h/PC261528.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150471295687417218" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3omWuVLXYI/AAAAAAAAAjk/RVNlK8qHCGI/s320/PC261528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"  &gt;[ Hold your breath! ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3om_OVLXcI/AAAAAAAAAkE/B5Iw3VDS_Xw/s1600-h/PC261503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150471991472119234" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3om_OVLXcI/AAAAAAAAAkE/B5Iw3VDS_Xw/s320/PC261503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;[ elena handling her turn with TLC. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3om_OVLXdI/AAAAAAAAAkM/DrXhuRskp98/s1600-h/PC261534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150471991472119250" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3om_OVLXdI/AAAAAAAAAkM/DrXhuRskp98/s320/PC261534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;[ OH! It is time for collapse! Risky!! ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3om--VLXbI/AAAAAAAAAj8/z_DzTT-HIdk/s1600-h/PC261529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150471987177151922" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3om--VLXbI/AAAAAAAAAj8/z_DzTT-HIdk/s320/PC261529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"  &gt;[ Arugh!! ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3om--VLXaI/AAAAAAAAAj0/YVDVqwDqWBM/s1600-h/PC261543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150471987177151906" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3om--VLXaI/AAAAAAAAAj0/YVDVqwDqWBM/s320/PC261543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"  &gt;[ quanli and his nice save. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3om_OVLXeI/AAAAAAAAAkU/o8Z0XvaKGFE/s1600-h/PC261477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150471991472119266" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3om_OVLXeI/AAAAAAAAAkU/o8Z0XvaKGFE/s320/PC261477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;[ korping with his dare: try to touch your nose with your tongue. Eh.. Far from touching lei! haha. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-2239663293686912910?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/2239663293686912910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=2239663293686912910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/2239663293686912910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/2239663293686912910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2008/01/updates-on-24th-dec-2007-to-31st-dec.html' title='updates on 24th Dec 2007 to 31st Dec 2007*~  part 1'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R3nGwOVLXII/AAAAAAAAAhg/XlnVUSZqidU/s72-c/chocolate+cookie+men+edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-9081281091308789872</id><published>2007-12-23T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T12:46:18.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up very very early to help my mum with tang yuan. It has been donkey years since i last woke up at 6 am in the morning nia. Actually, I didn't really help her make it.. I only help to roll the dough into balls. Actually hor, tang yuan is not too difficult to make. Which, I do not get why people would like to buy instead of make.  At least try to make on Dong Zi, to maintain the tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R23jWuVLW4I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/muaBNXZv-8k/s1600-h/SP_A0242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R23jWuVLW4I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/muaBNXZv-8k/s320/SP_A0242.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147019928687827842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally met up with the Ex-CPFians. It has been a long while since I last met them! We went Swenson for dinner and chilled at TCC. They are really a  bunch of funny and nice people! I laughed until I felt that my mouth is popping outta my face. Keke. Oh ya. Got my second Christmas gift from Francis. They exchanged gift but I opted out due to financial constraint. Still, Francis the nice guy got me a small gift. A cute Bobble Cat clock! So paiseh cos I din get anything for him except a card. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R23jW-VLW5I/AAAAAAAAAfY/a_5-BNG97SQ/s1600-h/SP_A0246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R23jW-VLW5I/AAAAAAAAAfY/a_5-BNG97SQ/s320/SP_A0246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147019932982795154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;the christmas tree @ TCC &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R23jW-VLW6I/AAAAAAAAAfg/LYq0jVBZQbY/s1600-h/SP_A0244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R23jW-VLW6I/AAAAAAAAAfg/LYq0jVBZQbY/s320/SP_A0244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147019932982795170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;PErfect Match!! Best Latte ever! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R23jWeVLW3I/AAAAAAAAAfI/NXEfw1fEOuI/s1600-h/DSC07507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R23jWeVLW3I/AAAAAAAAAfI/NXEfw1fEOuI/s320/DSC07507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147019924392860530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;the people.. Seated (L to R): Lay Cheng, Jack and Pei Choo. Standing (L to R): Wei Ling, Francis, me and Shiqi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-9081281091308789872?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/9081281091308789872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=9081281091308789872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/9081281091308789872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/9081281091308789872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2007/12/woke-up-very-very-early-to-help-my-mum.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R23jWuVLW4I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/muaBNXZv-8k/s72-c/SP_A0242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-3586598940343545099</id><published>2007-12-22T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T00:57:38.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been meeting some friends who havent been in contact for awhile. It is tiredly but satisfying to see that some of them are progressing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some pictures took while we were at the sign signing performance at Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2vp4uVLWtI/AAAAAAAAAd4/As42jkA-Zl4/s1600-h/PC191298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146464159919725266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2vp4uVLWtI/AAAAAAAAAd4/As42jkA-Zl4/s320/PC191298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2vp4-VLWuI/AAAAAAAAAeA/vAu9sEfUzTA/s1600-h/PC191307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146464164214692578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2vp4-VLWuI/AAAAAAAAAeA/vAu9sEfUzTA/s320/PC191307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2vp5OVLWvI/AAAAAAAAAeI/gt_0F3xfeHw/s1600-h/PC191299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146464168509659890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2vp5OVLWvI/AAAAAAAAAeI/gt_0F3xfeHw/s320/PC191299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2vp5eVLWwI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/iwRNkh76WHk/s1600-h/PC191300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146464172804627202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2vp5eVLWwI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/iwRNkh76WHk/s320/PC191300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2vp5uVLWxI/AAAAAAAAAeY/FiP_AjAhkNc/s1600-h/PC191295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146464177099594514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2vp5uVLWxI/AAAAAAAAAeY/FiP_AjAhkNc/s320/PC191295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2vrV-VLWyI/AAAAAAAAAeg/DdwxoLuXq68/s1600-h/PC191304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146465761942526754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2vrV-VLWyI/AAAAAAAAAeg/DdwxoLuXq68/s320/PC191304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2vrV-VLWzI/AAAAAAAAAeo/z6OJ7O5GFMw/s1600-h/PC191305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146465761942526770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2vrV-VLWzI/AAAAAAAAAeo/z6OJ7O5GFMw/s320/PC191305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2vrWOVLW0I/AAAAAAAAAew/iR3eX69qMDY/s1600-h/PC191306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146465766237494082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2vrWOVLW0I/AAAAAAAAAew/iR3eX69qMDY/s320/PC191306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2vrWOVLW1I/AAAAAAAAAe4/wO9UlfmZcxY/s1600-h/PC191292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146465766237494098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2vrWOVLW1I/AAAAAAAAAe4/wO9UlfmZcxY/s320/PC191292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2vrWeVLW2I/AAAAAAAAAfA/yoG8Ne72aao/s1600-h/PC191293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146465770532461410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2vrWeVLW2I/AAAAAAAAAfA/yoG8Ne72aao/s320/PC191293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2535093846506959199-3586598940343545099?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3586598940343545099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=3586598940343545099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/3586598940343545099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/3586598940343545099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2vp4uVLWtI/AAAAAAAAAd4/As42jkA-Zl4/s72-c/PC191298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-6939214673957686293</id><published>2007-12-17T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T11:30:31.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, CAC's Arts from the Heart had a garang guni canvassing. Van van, Melvin, Ah Zi, Kenny and I formed a team and knocked doors to doors for old clothings and newspapers. I am still so tired!! Dun even feel like moving. But I feel a sense of achievement after reading Van's entry. I realized we have cleared 10 blocks!! I was so engrossed with the tiredness that I overlooked that we cleared 10 blocks and managed to collect 2 trunks of stuffs for this garang guni!! The 3 guys were so hilarious, their jokes really entertained us! Plus, the weather was kind to us. No rain at all! So everything progressed smoothly. Except that I overslept, quite a handful of residents did not receive any flyer regarding the collection thus they got ready the stuff in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made alot of discoveries today. I realized a lot of the door gates are very special!! Some even deorated the spaces outside their door. Some of them are really very nice. It is as though they are condos. I had so much joys in exploring them. And, one block even have security camera in the lift. There is this screen showing what is happening inside. I think I will feel safe with that implemented in my block sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life is so scary. Unexpected events can strike at any moment. One minute healthy, the next body has problem. Sometimes, I wonder if I got a symptom of some illness, will I go to the doctor to get the truth?? My sister and I talked about it once. We both agreed that we would rather not go to the doctor and not know. It is like running away from the problem. Perhaps truth is too painful to bear...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-6939214673957686293?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6939214673957686293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=6939214673957686293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/6939214673957686293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/6939214673957686293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2007/12/yesterday-cacs-arts-from-heart-had.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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-2535093846506959199.post-7964358099766523323</id><published>2007-12-16T04:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:22:04.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my chocolate truffles!</title><content type='html'>Had a hard time with these truffles. The chocolate hardened very fast and I had to work fast! And and, the chocolates are expensive so I did not buy a lot. As a result, I lacked of chocolate! I thought they would turn out to be a failure but they taste okies! Happie happie! However, judging from the process it is only 50% successful. I need to practise more to fine tune the process so.. you all have to help me finish the truffles! Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2UUruVLWpI/AAAAAAAAAdY/iV0lTf4IhEg/s1600-h/SP_A0238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2UUruVLWpI/AAAAAAAAAdY/iV0lTf4IhEg/s320/SP_A0238.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144540890744445586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-7964358099766523323?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/7964358099766523323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=7964358099766523323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/7964358099766523323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/7964358099766523323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-chocolate-truffles.html' title='my chocolate truffles!'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2UUruVLWpI/AAAAAAAAAdY/iV0lTf4IhEg/s72-c/SP_A0238.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-6309618392147697300</id><published>2007-12-16T03:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T04:29:39.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotdog spaghetti and ABC soups.</title><content type='html'>Got the photos taken during our hotdog spaghetti and ABC soup session. I had a fun time making our own lunch! &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you so muchies for inviting me, PeiTing! You're so sweet!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2Qy5OVLWiI/AAAAAAAAAcg/6gtVMfuRnkc/s1600-h/IMG_8034edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144292633044802082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2Qy5OVLWiI/AAAAAAAAAcg/6gtVMfuRnkc/s320/IMG_8034edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2Qy5uVLWjI/AAAAAAAAAco/FIfnjfQu1qM/s1600-h/IMG_8046edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144292641634736690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2Qy5uVLWjI/AAAAAAAAAco/FIfnjfQu1qM/s320/IMG_8046edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2Qy5-VLWkI/AAAAAAAAAcw/avcKsj_CeSE/s1600-h/IMG_8037edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144292645929704002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2Qy5-VLWkI/AAAAAAAAAcw/avcKsj_CeSE/s320/IMG_8037edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teh teh! Our super losta of hotdog spaghetti and ABC soups!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2Qy7OVLWlI/AAAAAAAAAc4/fn5-zjPUFqM/s1600-h/IMG_8043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144292667404540498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2Qy7OVLWlI/AAAAAAAAAc4/fn5-zjPUFqM/s320/IMG_8043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2Qy7uVLWmI/AAAAAAAAAdA/yAUZOCzgVtI/s1600-h/IMG_8045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144292675994475106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2Qy7uVLWmI/AAAAAAAAAdA/yAUZOCzgVtI/s320/IMG_8045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arugh! SO Hungry!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2Q0d-VLWnI/AAAAAAAAAdI/9osbsIZumWc/s1600-h/IMG_8049edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144294363916622450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2Q0d-VLWnI/AAAAAAAAAdI/9osbsIZumWc/s320/IMG_8049edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eating them up; "W" and "P".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2Q0eeVLWoI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/hwMYv3Hh-Yc/s1600-h/IMG_8053edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144294372506557058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2Q0eeVLWoI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/hwMYv3Hh-Yc/s320/IMG_8053edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;A lot of alphapets...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-6309618392147697300?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6309618392147697300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=6309618392147697300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/6309618392147697300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/6309618392147697300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2007/12/hotdog-spaghetti-and-abc-soups.html' title='Hotdog spaghetti and ABC soups.'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2Qy5OVLWiI/AAAAAAAAAcg/6gtVMfuRnkc/s72-c/IMG_8034edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-2719312594257780154</id><published>2007-12-13T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T22:55:48.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>touching day*</title><content type='html'>I am so touched today! I've received my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;first Christmas gift and Christmas card. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to meet up with Sabrina. I thought I was just passing her birthday gift and did not expect to receive a Christmas gift; I thought it is some souvenir from Bangkok. I am so touched. When I opened the gift, I was quite stunned. It was a Crabtree and Evelyn's hand therapy. I have always want to try the brand's product but it is way out of my budget. I am touched that Sabrina feels that I am worthy of such gift. I am touched that Sabrina is always so considerate towards my financial condition. She knows that I am financially tight ever since I go back to school. So whenever we go out for dinner, she will pay for the meal (since it is more expensive) and I will pay for something else that is cheaper. I feel stronger to strive on, with Sabrina's love and support. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you, Sab!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2E7QE-tkiI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Rc6nRDcG9q4/s1600-h/SP_A0231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2E7QE-tkiI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Rc6nRDcG9q4/s320/SP_A0231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143457396834538018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I went on to meet Shan shan.. the dear gal made a Christmas card for me. I   really did not expect it. I love it. I like the dangling bell on the Mistletoe is so cute! It was so sweet!! You are ever sweeter! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you so muchies, Shan Shan!&lt;/span&gt; Nice to meet ya, really! It is so nice to meet up with ya! Hope to cya soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2E8iE-tkjI/AAAAAAAAAcY/LbhRTy4zpVI/s1600-h/SP_A0232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2E8iE-tkjI/AAAAAAAAAcY/LbhRTy4zpVI/s320/SP_A0232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143458805583811122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-2719312594257780154?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/2719312594257780154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=2719312594257780154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/2719312594257780154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/2719312594257780154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2007/12/touching-day.html' title='touching day*'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R2E7QE-tkiI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Rc6nRDcG9q4/s72-c/SP_A0231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-342806342848220644</id><published>2007-12-13T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T08:48:49.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i become an elf.</title><content type='html'>Got this site from dan. It is cool!! Try it.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1329772394&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-342806342848220644?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/342806342848220644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=342806342848220644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/342806342848220644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/342806342848220644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2007/12/httpwww.html' title='i become an elf.'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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-2535093846506959199.post-9090441045667446900</id><published>2007-12-10T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T01:51:12.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where to these days?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;061207 (Thursday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Watched "The Golden Compass" with ChoonGuan and SoonWei at Vivocity. Nice movie! Not a moment of space out during the 2 hours. I love Iorek Byrnison, the polar bear! His courage and pride really make "him" the man of the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went smoothly except for our dinner (breakfast cum lunch cum dinner for CG though). We couldn't decide where to eat and SW wana wait till 5pm before we filled our stomach. He was to make the decision as to where to eat (who ask him la, so choosy keke). He chose crystal jade but it would only open at 6pm. We couldn't wait that long. So, we randomly picked Swenson during our aimless walk. CG and I merely suggested it and SW just walked calmly. Only till we flipped through the menu, our jaws dropped! The main course cost more than $20. Even sandwhich cost at minimum $15. It turned out that it is not simply Swenson but the restaurant we were sitting in is Earle Swenson targeting at the up-class. In the end, we ordered a chocolate fondue as our appetizer before we proceed to Crystal Jade for dinner. Hais. Swenson's fondue really cannot make it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we were really suay! We waited for Crystal Jade to start service and found out that this Crystal Jade was special too! Simple noodle oso cost over $10. WTH?? Haha. Lousy luck and more walking around for us! In the end, we settle for Dian XIao Er. Nice FOOOD (yum yum), though the dishes were abit oily. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1sBHE-tkZI/AAAAAAAAAbI/n00v5wszUi0/s1600-h/dian+xiao+er.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141704620681040274" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1sBHE-tkZI/AAAAAAAAAbI/n00v5wszUi0/s320/dian+xiao+er.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1sBHk-tkaI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/dBC8F0g9xQY/s1600-h/us+at+vivo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141704629270974882" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1sBHk-tkaI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/dBC8F0g9xQY/s320/us+at+vivo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how it turned out that I have to plan a Christmas Eve outing now. But any suggestion as to do to do? still seriously thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;071207 (Friday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Peiting today! It has been long since we last shop till we dropped. We went to Bugis Village for some retail therapy. Van is indeed right! There are so many color of skinny jeans. It comes to me as a surprise that teen boys wear skinny jeans too! I came across this group of boys, wearing different color of skinny jeans. Blue, Yellow and Green. Gosh. They were scary as a group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I splurged! Hais. What's new. Lol.. Peiting and I went to Mac for dinner. We had Shaker Fries. YUmmY! After our dinner, we walked abit, touched the merchandises and took photos of the Christmas decorations in Parco...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1rc8U-tkGI/AAAAAAAAAYw/gr-sYxzcmcQ/s1600-h/SP_A0218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141664853578846306" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1rc8U-tkGI/AAAAAAAAAYw/gr-sYxzcmcQ/s320/SP_A0218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1rc8k-tkHI/AAAAAAAAAY4/QnnZu-kRsz0/s1600-h/SP_A0219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141664857873813618" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1rc8k-tkHI/AAAAAAAAAY4/QnnZu-kRsz0/s320/SP_A0219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we went to Cold Storage to browse. Peiting decided to make sushi together the next day but dropped the idea due to high ingredient costs. So we decided to make spaghetti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;081207 (Saturday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Woke up early to head over to Peiting's house for spaghetti and ABC soup making! Wooo! The ABC soup we made and Hotdog (super lotsa of hotdog) spaghetti were okies. Lol. Edible. We had a fun and full meal! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Really appreciate it, Peiting, for inviting me over. Muacks, Peiting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got to meet up with SAN! Yipeeee! We went to town to walk walk! It has been a while since we walk around and window shop. Ah san is so cute. She kept talking about buying a pair of boot so she can wear in Japan. She  wants to work in Hong Kong or Japan. Haha. I hope she will get the chance to lead tour in Japan or Korean! Go go, ah san! You can do it! =] We took some photos of the Christmas decorations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1vKKk-tkgI/AAAAAAAAAcA/23O3rI64y48/s1600-h/IMG_0983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1vKKk-tkgI/AAAAAAAAAcA/23O3rI64y48/s320/IMG_0983.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141925682647765506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1rgg0-tkQI/AAAAAAAAAaA/E4JMsV094EQ/s1600-h/IMG_0995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141668779178955010" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1rgg0-tkQI/AAAAAAAAAaA/E4JMsV094EQ/s320/IMG_0995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1rfTk-tkJI/AAAAAAAAAZI/xG7UX5lg99o/s1600-h/IMG_0981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141667452034060434" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1rfTk-tkJI/AAAAAAAAAZI/xG7UX5lg99o/s320/IMG_0981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1rfUU-tkKI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/2sd31lPDikQ/s1600-h/IMG_0985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141667464918962338" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1rfUU-tkKI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/2sd31lPDikQ/s320/IMG_0985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1rg0k-tkSI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/HA3TrqV35nQ/s1600-h/IMG_0999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141669118481371426" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1rg0k-tkSI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/HA3TrqV35nQ/s320/IMG_0999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1vKK0-tkhI/AAAAAAAAAcI/E5JJrLVVplM/s1600-h/IMG_0988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1vKK0-tkhI/AAAAAAAAAcI/E5JJrLVVplM/s320/IMG_0988.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141925686942732818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am missing Ah San already! Hope to see her soon!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My dearest, cutest and sweetest SAN! Muacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1rghU-tkRI/AAAAAAAAAaI/TBgeOXT4Rs8/s1600-h/IMG_0987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141668787768889618" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1rghU-tkRI/AAAAAAAAAaI/TBgeOXT4Rs8/s320/IMG_0987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-9090441045667446900?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/9090441045667446900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=9090441045667446900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/9090441045667446900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/9090441045667446900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2007/12/where-to-these-days.html' title='where to these days?'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1sBHE-tkZI/AAAAAAAAAbI/n00v5wszUi0/s72-c/dian+xiao+er.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-1588100178750275843</id><published>2007-12-09T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T02:42:15.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a thank you from my heart.</title><content type='html'>Why is he always there when I am feeling hopeless? Somehow, he always managed to appear at the final threshold and salvage me from disaster. Is this his humanitarian efforts? Is this his acknowledgment of my incompetency? I have no answer but I need to convince myself likewise to resist the emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorant fool, I am. Following their preaches, turning blind eyes to my intuitions of who he truly is. Turning my back against him, repaying his genuine concerns with insincere intentions. All along it was an illusion. They laughed and played with me, while he pulled me away from the verge of emotional breakdown down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I am touched by your spirit of selfless giving. Although those you advised yesterday do not answer to my current situation, it inspires me. I want to thank you even though you will not read this. I hope somehow that thought would be magically brought to you. Thank you for always being there and asking for no return. Thank you for being yourselves. Thanks for remembering me even though I have not been the best of friend to you. Hope God would be kinder to you and gives you the best from now on&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-1588100178750275843?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/1588100178750275843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=1588100178750275843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/1588100178750275843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/1588100178750275843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2007/12/thank-you-from-my-heart.html' title='a thank you from my heart.'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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-2535093846506959199.post-2640820473069693772</id><published>2007-12-09T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T02:44:12.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Standard Chartered Marathon Pictures.</title><content type='html'>I kopped these pictures from our Drink Station leader, Ashley Mak's Facebook. Hoho. He said if we want photos, we can add him in Facebook. One fine day, I was looking at Facebook without knowing what to do and the idea of searching for his profile in Facebook database stroke me. I ended up "stealing" his photos and not adding him. keke. Hope I am not infringing on IP rights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photos he took are nice! Artistic! I wonder did he add any effect to the photos. They look very alive! This boy is talented! Go boy, take more nice photos! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1riWU-tkTI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ty2wqlwu80M/s1600-h/n563903690_320745_8638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1riWU-tkTI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ty2wqlwu80M/s320/n563903690_320745_8638.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141670797813584178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kenya elite runner! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1riWU-tkUI/AAAAAAAAAag/9radKyyjx-o/s1600-h/n563903690_320748_9754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1riWU-tkUI/AAAAAAAAAag/9radKyyjx-o/s320/n563903690_320748_9754.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141670797813584194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us playing Er Ling Wu to stay awake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1rit0-tkYI/AAAAAAAAAbA/z3lK1RG3G3I/s1600-h/SP_A0184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1rit0-tkYI/AAAAAAAAAbA/z3lK1RG3G3I/s320/SP_A0184.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141671201540510082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore - Litter Free? Or not?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1riWk-tkVI/AAAAAAAAAao/--JHAKN1SYs/s1600-h/n563903690_320749_310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1riWk-tkVI/AAAAAAAAAao/--JHAKN1SYs/s320/n563903690_320749_310.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141670802108551506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1riW0-tkWI/AAAAAAAAAaw/OGkM4UQ_1kk/s1600-h/n563903690_320750_657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1riW0-tkWI/AAAAAAAAAaw/OGkM4UQ_1kk/s320/n563903690_320750_657.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141670806403518818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1riXE-tkXI/AAAAAAAAAa4/TXAR9KwK5eA/s1600-h/n563903690_320751_993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1riXE-tkXI/AAAAAAAAAa4/TXAR9KwK5eA/s320/n563903690_320751_993.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141670810698486130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-2640820473069693772?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/2640820473069693772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=2640820473069693772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/2640820473069693772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/2640820473069693772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2007/12/standard-chartered-marathon-pictures.html' title='Standard Chartered Marathon Pictures.'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R1riWU-tkTI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ty2wqlwu80M/s72-c/n563903690_320745_8638.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-2635294910268549239</id><published>2007-12-05T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T00:23:35.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my hair, my disaster</title><content type='html'>OMG. My hairs is disaster! I hate my itchy hands! Lol. You see, I wanted to cheer up my boring days so I decided to go and dye my hairs. And, because I am restrained financially, I could only go for DIY dye. I had never tried dying hairs myself, so the more I was convinced that i should try it. Viola! The recipe for disaster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dye is unfair. The ends of my hairs are so bright that I had to resort to cutting the ends away. Now I have short, messy and bright hairs! Arugh! My sister's boyfriend laughed at me. Said I look like ah lian! =[ Now if you are reading this, do me a flavor ya. Don't mention about my hairs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying hairs can be a dangerous affairs. I was reading the instructions. Gosh. I felt like I was mixing chemicals to make a bomb. There are warnings like, Do not cap the bottle. It may burst due to pressure. For a whole 15 minutes, I could bring myself to mix the chemicals together. I fear for an explosion that will destroy my room. My heart was pumping like mad. Dots. I wonder are the terrorists able to make a bomb out of hair dye?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-2635294910268549239?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/2635294910268549239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=2635294910268549239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/2635294910268549239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/2635294910268549239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-hair-my-disaster.html' title='my hair, my disaster'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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-2535093846506959199.post-6942252334545069169</id><published>2007-12-04T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T17:00:26.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>threading.</title><content type='html'>Finally, I get to try my whole face threading. Omg.. It was painful, especially on the cheeks and near the lips. Tears swelled in my eyes while she was doing her work. The dumbest thing was I put on mascara so my eyes looked more "alive". By the time she finished, my mascara smudged. There are patches of redness on my face. I feel itchy at first. But the effect was quite okies. My complexion looks clearer. However, I don't if I want to go through the pain again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to rest! I am still feeling tired from marathon. Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-6942252334545069169?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6942252334545069169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=6942252334545069169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/6942252334545069169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/6942252334545069169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2007/12/threading.html' title='threading.'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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-2535093846506959199.post-3953518543536110378</id><published>2007-12-03T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T16:50:54.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;STANDARD CHARTERED MARATHON @ 2nd DECEMBER 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so honored to be about to participate in Standard Chartered Marathon 2007. Nup nup! I did not run 42.195km (I think I will be bedridden for 5 days if I ran for such a journey). By participating, I mean I was a volunteer, helping up at one of the Drink Station. It was a mega event! 40 000 runners from 52 nationalities took part! Wooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the marathon started at 530am, we had to be at Padang by 1am. We collected our  tee and a bag of snacks for our breakfast. The tee was an Adidas crew neck tee. It was not ugly but too large. Still, I was kinda disappointed to get it cos the polo tee version was nicer! Haha. After we changed and gathered, we proceeded on to East Coast Park where our Drink Station (Drink Station 13) was situated. We shifted boxes of Ice Mountain and paper cups, but most of the times... we had nothing much to do. Haha. So Densie, Van and me chatted and joked around to keep ourselves occupied. We didn't get to watch the sunrise due to obstruction. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got ready with all the cups and drinks, and waited anxious for our first "patron".  Finally at 630 am, we had news that they were approaching!! We were so excited!! My gosh.. A few cars drove passed and announced that runners were closing and we had to stand by. Soon, the next car appeared. This one was special. It had digital clock on its roof. 1hr and XXmins it read. Then then... we could see the first runner! A black! I didn't give much thought but cheered as my anxiety got to the max! When he ran passed the drink station and grabbed a drink. I was stunned! He didn't not slow down to get a cup. Instead he maintained his speed and tried to grab one. If he failed, he would grab another one from the next table. A group of Kenya runners came along. They did the same. The moment they ran past, it was chaotic I tell you. Water was splashing and spilling everywhere as they did grab for their drinks in hurry. This is my first time seeing professional runners ran, I didn't know they are so professional, even for such a minor thing! Indeed an eye-opener!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the elite runner group, the main body started to get closer. Van and I shifted to the first table. At there, it was a different kind of chaos. A lot of runners slowed down for a drink. The speed that we were filling the cups could not match their thirst. We had to work fast till the extend that we just poured without proper aiming. The whole table was so flooded. And I think I clumsily spilled quite a fair bit of water on Van (sorry van...)! Our clothes and shoes were all wet! But it was worth it. The runners worked so hard, I think the least we could do is to provide them some comfort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some runners were sweet! As we cheered for them, some said "thank you" despite the rush. Some thanked us for the drinks. Others voluntarily dumped their cups in our trash bags as we were picking up the cups from the ground! Of course, there were not so sweet people. The most "hated" one, I guess, got to be the last couple. Haha. We were sleepy and tired from having nothing to do after the crowd died off. We were looking forward for the last runner so we could pack up and go home. Our leader told us to look out for a car with clock like the first car. When the car finally appeared, this teen couple, who happened to be the last, was happily strolling, brisk walking and chatting on the way. One of the officials from the escort car signaled to us all kinda booing signs at them. You can't blame him really, cos the couple was strolling and laughing, feeling no pressure from by the fact that they were the last and the escort car was close behind them. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I was so glad to be there to gain such an experience. I do not mind to join again as a helper next year. But..  for marathon participants, I guess many years later ba. I think I will need a whole day to cover the distance. If I join, I think they can only wrap up at night. Haha. Lastly, I want say I am happy to be at the marathon, to witness the Kenya runners doing stuff that they are good, and to raise from their subordination to prove that they have their strength and do not always have to depend on others for aid to survive. GO go go!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-3953518543536110378?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3953518543536110378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=3953518543536110378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/3953518543536110378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/3953518543536110378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2007/12/standard-chartered-marathon-3rd.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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-2535093846506959199.post-3320004349189811594</id><published>2007-11-30T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T15:56:36.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OVE '07 - Philippines</title><content type='html'>This entry is long over-due! I was supposed to post the photos on OVE'07 on my blog. However, in the era of Information Age, we are truly confronted by too much information. I have so many OVE photos that it was hard to load and arrange them. Okies okies. Back to the main topic, there are the photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-57.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="width: 426px; height: 320px;" height="320" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-57.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=504403158274629719&amp;amp;site=widget-57.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=504403158274629719&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-57.slide.com/p1/504403158274629719/ms_t021_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=504403158274629719&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-57.slide.com/p2/504403158274629719/ms_t021_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amazing Spirit!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid211.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/toilet_mermaid/CIMG1996-1.flv" height="361" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this Christian song! It feels very inspiring. Another thing is I feel that they were very united while singing the song at the Farewell Party. It is like they are all the followers God, rather than divided as rich or poor. In Philippines, Christianity is their major religion (and there are a few other religions too). The Filipino Christians that I had come across are really very devoted to their religion. Some really sing as if they are really connected to GOd at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Marvelous~!! Bravo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid211.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/toilet_mermaid/CIMG2025.flv" height="361" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooh.. The Filipino teens really LOVE to sing and dance. In fact, I heard that they had won a few awards! Yesh!! They are really good at it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;JR the man!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid211.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/toilet_mermaid/CIMG2065.flv" height="361" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho. My host's son.. JR! He is a great cook!!! Really miss his cookings. And, he has benevolent heart too. He is working for the voluntary organization without any income right now. He sings very well too. I remember my host family liked to play songs in the morning. When I was brushing teeth in the toilet, I could hear JR sing emotionally! It is really relaxing. Cos every morning in Singapore) I wake up to hear naggings, tv conversation or nothing. But over in Philippines, the singings really smoothened my tiredness and my messy hairs! JR's singing really gives a kick to a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Talented Ronald!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid211.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/toilet_mermaid/CIMG2022.flv" height="361" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really miss the days over there. The experience is fruitful, to the extend I wish to turn back time to July. However, I guess that is what makes it so valuable. The experience is no longer tangible except for photos (i mean really a lot of photos), videos, souvenirs and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;whole new friendships&lt;/span&gt;. Hopefully, this friendships will continue to blossom and may the bond between Visaya and  OVE-07 span beyond our lifetime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;" All the very best hopes for those in Visaya. May God bless you guys, guide you all through the times of poverty and show you the door to eternity of happiness. Will really wish to see the houses that you guys are constructing now. It may not be possible now but I believe the day will come. Till then, continue to inspire those who have cross your path. Mamimis you all.  Masaya makilala."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-3320004349189811594?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3320004349189811594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=3320004349189811594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/3320004349189811594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/3320004349189811594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2007/08/jr-man.html' title='OVE &apos;07 - Philippines'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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-2535093846506959199.post-443952803785448945</id><published>2007-11-29T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T01:13:36.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams for sems one are over!</title><content type='html'>Phew. They are over now. I had been sleeping less than 10 hours for the past 3 days. Finally for the first time in so many weeks, I got to sleep before 1 a.m! Yeah yeah. But it is kinda unbelievable. This is yet another closing to another semester. This is the end of SEMESTER 1 of YEAR 2!!! Arugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;updates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I'd gotten my mobile phone back. Called the campus security and the student services center. But in the end, I had to go back to hall 10 and recollect my phone! Although I had waited for 1.5 hours under the sun and accompanied by lotsa insects, I am so relieved to have gotten it back. Thanks for everyone who had helped (Van, Esther, Nurul and co, Seng Kiat, Elena, my SISter!). Thanks for everyone who shows so much valuable concerns! I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) This is something that I feel really lucky about. On 27th Nov, I was supposed to have my HS207 Social Class and Inequality paper. All along, I thought the paper was started at 1430. Suddenly, out of nowhere and for no reason, I went to recheck the time at 930 on 27th morning. OMG. I had read the time wrongly. It was 1300, not 1430. Lucky I checked again man! This exam has been one full of lucks; I managed to get my phone back, I didn't miss 207, and importantly, the papers are okies. I think I may not score but I will at least pass, even for the killer HS201 Classical Social Theory! I feel so blessed. Thanks you for the mystical force out there who has been guiding me and looking after me! Thank you for fairy godmother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our last paper, Denise, Esther, Vanessa and Sengkiat, we went to Xin Wang the Hong Kong cafe for FOOD!! Haha. I think eating has become our tradition way to celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R04jUEJH7XI/AAAAAAAAAXY/VKLgvq-FyL0/s1600-h/soci+gals+the+four+of+us.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R04jUEJH7XI/AAAAAAAAAXY/VKLgvq-FyL0/s320/soci+gals+the+four+of+us.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138083052492680562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*the four of us*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R04jUUJH7YI/AAAAAAAAAXg/43pd8pbAH8o/s1600-h/denise,+van+and+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R04jUUJH7YI/AAAAAAAAAXg/43pd8pbAH8o/s320/denise,+van+and+me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138083056787647874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*me, van van and denise*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R04jU0JH7ZI/AAAAAAAAAXo/OluM4XLJDO8/s1600-h/esther+and+her+dumpling+soup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R04jU0JH7ZI/AAAAAAAAAXo/OluM4XLJDO8/s320/esther+and+her+dumpling+soup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138083065377582482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*esther and her dumpling noddle soup. yummy yuummmy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R04jVEJH7aI/AAAAAAAAAXw/a0OdfGymZg0/s1600-h/van+and+her+baked+rice.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R04jVEJH7aI/AAAAAAAAAXw/a0OdfGymZg0/s320/van+and+her+baked+rice.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138083069672549794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;* van with her fish baked rice.. drooling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R04jVkJH7bI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Qx9AiilQJOE/s1600-h/my+mee+sua+and+us.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R04jVkJH7bI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Qx9AiilQJOE/s320/my+mee+sua+and+us.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138083078262484402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*me and my mee sua.. mmm what is denise doing ?? .lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R04kaEJH7cI/AAAAAAAAAYA/06ZchnZRsg0/s1600-h/esther+and+me+.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R04kaEJH7cI/AAAAAAAAAYA/06ZchnZRsg0/s320/esther+and+me+.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138084255083523522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*okies. on your mark, 1.. 2.. 3.. attack!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R04kaUJH7dI/AAAAAAAAAYI/m7RUZ8ouS14/s1600-h/us+eating+greedily.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R04kaUJH7dI/AAAAAAAAAYI/m7RUZ8ouS14/s320/us+eating+greedily.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138084259378490834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*opps. caught in the act*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We caught "Enchanted". My first movie with the gals! Haha. The movie is so sweet and funnnny! The dress, the mirror, the singing! So funny. And.. the show reminds me of all the Disney princesses' story that we have long thrown them at the back of our heads. I feel so enchanted after the show. Princess from the enchanted world coming to the real human world. It sorta make you feel that every one can be a princess so long as you find you true love!! I love the songs! Anyone who has the songs can send me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies, that's all for today. Here's an enchanted music video for an enchanted closure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-nRGC720Qak&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-nRGC720Qak&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lastly... &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've been dreaming of a true love's kiss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-443952803785448945?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/443952803785448945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=443952803785448945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/443952803785448945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/443952803785448945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2007/11/exams-for-sems-one-are-over.html' title='exams for sems one are over!'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R04jUEJH7XI/AAAAAAAAAXY/VKLgvq-FyL0/s72-c/soci+gals+the+four+of+us.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-589492308666060411</id><published>2007-11-29T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T11:09:07.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>over over over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R04tBEJH7eI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/YKmjru6Cf6w/s1600-h/SP_A0179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R04tBEJH7eI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/YKmjru6Cf6w/s320/SP_A0179.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138093721191443938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;the box is finally filled!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-589492308666060411?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/589492308666060411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=589492308666060411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/589492308666060411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/589492308666060411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2007/11/over-over-over.html' title='over over over!'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp3.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R04tBEJH7eI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/YKmjru6Cf6w/s72-c/SP_A0179.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-9166203307097670220</id><published>2007-11-23T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T20:34:48.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn sian.</title><content type='html'>hais. left my handphone and pouch in the exam hall. hais. mafan si le! i wana bang my head on the wall. arugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so freaking fed up. tml i wana go jogging!!! cannot stand the frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**thanks van, esther and nurul gang for the help!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-9166203307097670220?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/9166203307097670220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=9166203307097670220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/9166203307097670220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/9166203307097670220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2007/11/damn-sian.html' title='damn sian.'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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-2535093846506959199.post-4178676184960615062</id><published>2007-11-22T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T14:20:10.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;damn sleepy.&lt;/span&gt; NO "C"for 201, please please! pray pray! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing one minute painting skill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a53d862727174a83" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da53d862727174a83%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331124774%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D48D4BF50E743DEB37AB49A2AD4B6437B3946D928.6A56A1340B6D2E3BF4F690CD6BCE12579976DA31%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da53d862727174a83%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbGLneLWsIetUEPf4Mjattzraf3w&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da53d862727174a83%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331124774%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D48D4BF50E743DEB37AB49A2AD4B6437B3946D928.6A56A1340B6D2E3BF4F690CD6BCE12579976DA31%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da53d862727174a83%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbGLneLWsIetUEPf4Mjattzraf3w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-4178676184960615062?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a53d862727174a83&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/4178676184960615062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=4178676184960615062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/4178676184960615062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/4178676184960615062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2007/11/damn-sleepy.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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-2535093846506959199.post-2368006113406722191</id><published>2007-11-20T08:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T08:56:04.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the box where I dumped and will dump all the noes for the modules that I have taken the exams in. This way, I have more spaces on my desk. Hope it will be filled sooN!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R0Iv_kJH7WI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/WdYPtSf2o4s/s1600-h/SP_A0172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R0Iv_kJH7WI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/WdYPtSf2o4s/s320/SP_A0172.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134719294235995490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-2368006113406722191?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/2368006113406722191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=2368006113406722191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/2368006113406722191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/2368006113406722191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-is-box-where-i-dumped-and-will.html' title=''/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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://bp1.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/R0Iv_kJH7WI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/WdYPtSf2o4s/s72-c/SP_A0172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535093846506959199.post-4636109254219373901</id><published>2007-11-19T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T08:54:00.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tension is on!</title><content type='html'>My exams finally start today! My first paper is TCM. It was an easy one. There are a lot of questions we had tried before in class. Most of what I have studied came out. Arugh. Shouldn't have SU it!! =[ But it is okies. I think TCM is interesting. Hopefully, there will be the chance to expand more knowledge about it one day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it was the first paper, it was a memorable one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Our TCM lecturer is so cute. He has always been funny during lessons, but today, at such a serious situation, he did it again. For question no. 92, he forgot to include option D. So there were just option A, B and C. Someone pointed out to him. He addressed the hall saying (in Mandarin) that, "Yeah, there is one option sort. But the right answer is within the 3 options." The way he put it was so cute, that the whole exam hall burst into laughters. I will miss him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) This is the first time that I finish a paper in 45 minutes! So when I went up to hand in my answer sheet, the invigilator suddenly announced that we were supposed to leave the answer sheet on our desks. I was already from the 8th or 9th rows away from the front. So, I hecked lo! Just went ahead. I smiled at the female invigilator, thinking that she would make an exception case. Dots, she said I have to leave it on my desk and gave me that "go on, go back" look. Okies lo. Nothing I can do. So I went  all the way back to my seat, put the answer sheet on my desk and left the exam hall eagerly. Half-way through, they announced again that we could not leave the exam hall with our question booklet. SO... I HAD TO GO BACK AGAIN. Million of Dots and rolling eyes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. My mum said I look better these couple of weeks. After I trimmed my fringe, I looked more alert. And, I gained some weight, look healthier. Dots. She said, I look better when I am fleshier but I have some excess baggage on my tummy. Lao ma ar!! You win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies, time to mug for 201 already!. Pray for the best!!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535093846506959199-4636109254219373901?l=thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/feeds/4636109254219373901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535093846506959199&amp;postID=4636109254219373901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/4636109254219373901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535093846506959199/posts/default/4636109254219373901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetoiletmermaid.blogspot.com/2007/11/tension-is-on.html' title='tension is on!'/><author><name>toilet mermaid</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-2535093846506959199.post-8859817509216023522</id><published>2007-11-15T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T10:07:39.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>melancholy rhythm of life</title><content type='html'>Exams haven't start for me and I am feeling discouraged. I have to say, I really study a lot more this semester. However, the fears of "going to the exam hall, staring blankly at the papers without any information processing in my brain" still got me. My heart was pumping real fast when I thought of it before I drifted to sleep last night. Been slacking a lot this week. I feel frustrated. NO matter how much I studied, the pile is still there. Phew. But feeling better today after some breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few weeks have been melancholy. Nothing muchies happens, except study and more study. It just got you deeper into this pit of darkness. Yesterday, received a piece of good message from JR. He said that they have already started to build the houses in Visayas. No wonder, they seldom come online these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously, they were held back by some land disputes. So, we couldn't help them with the construction over at their site. It was a pity that we couldn't contribute to their progress. I think JR want us to visit them during December. I am not sure if anyone is planning anything. But I am financially deprived to go down until I manage to find a vacation job. I am kinda afraid that he will feel disappointed. Cos the last time round, we made it as if we were really confirmed that we would be going back during December. Nonetheless, I am so happy for them. May God bless them, may God loves them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read on the paper that there is a term called &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Foodporn"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It is sometimes like, satisfying your desires or stimulating some desires for food through buying some cookbook or magazine. I think Denise's site qualifies for a foodporn site. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came across this advertisement in one of the e-mails Denise forwarded. I love the simplistic creativity exhibited! This is making me miss YOGA! =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/RzuorkJH7UI/AAAAAAAAAXA/pBMxq-Q0D-w/s1600-h/image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/RzuorkJH7UI/AAAAAAAAAXA/pBMxq-Q0D-w/s320/image011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132881666708598082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wana spree!!! I wana buy beautiful things. I wana look at beautiful stuffs. Broke and lack of time prohibit me to do so. =[ I wana get this mule from "Go Jane"but... expensive nia! Hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/RzupakJH7VI/AAAAAAAAAXI/Dh56A-U-4cc/s1600-h/gojane_1974_642484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hUGoj8dS1q0/RzupakJH7VI/AAAAAAAAAXI/Dh56A-U-4cc/s320/gojane_1974_642484.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132882474162449746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div
