<?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-9537755</id><updated>2011-08-05T18:37:55.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternal sunshine of a spotty mind</title><subtitle type='html'>Im perennially troubled and yet perennially happy...in a peculiar way, that makes sense...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;your Ms Nat wants some privacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Therefore i have decided to terminate the blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll be moving to another locale but i hope you guys will understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I really need some air!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This blog will remain open but i'll not be updating anything that hasnt got to do with school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Let it be a suggestion blog ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;For my adult blog viewers, ill let you noe where you guys can reach me soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Love, Nat&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/9537755-1436344594830744339?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/1436344594830744339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=1436344594830744339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/1436344594830744339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/1436344594830744339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2007/02/bent-kids.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-1541640937745985283</id><published>2007-02-07T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T14:07:23.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Unlucky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I ran into that person again today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Ahahahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Freak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Eye sore man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Today it is pink with yellow pokka dots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;And the person even said hi to me and wanted me to acknowledge how nice &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt; looked today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I have to be hypocritical sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Please, please, god...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Dun let me run into &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt; again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I might just be forced to tell the truth!&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/9537755-1541640937745985283?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/1541640937745985283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=1541640937745985283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/1541640937745985283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/1541640937745985283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2007/02/unlucky-i-ran-into-that-person-again.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-4562492075345123445</id><published>2007-02-06T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T18:28:34.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Generic rant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I really cannot stand people with bad fashion sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Really really cannot stand! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;One of my pet peeves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I just saw this person...horrible horrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Not the first time though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;No colour coordination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;No taste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Not even the slightest clue of body proportion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;No self-awareness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Once is accidental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Twice is forgivable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Thrice is simply inexcusable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Think the person got out on the wrong side of the bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Or have no mirrors in the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Or has a malicious psyche within. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Gawdy! What a drab!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I can go on and on hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simplicity&lt;/strong&gt; people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-4562492075345123445?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/4562492075345123445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=4562492075345123445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/4562492075345123445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/4562492075345123445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2007/02/generic-rant-i-really-cannot-stand.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-558714717687265927</id><published>2007-01-30T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T23:25:44.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Specially for Noor...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"Usah biarku bersendirian...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Usah biar hatimu ditawan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Usah biar diriku disini...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Seorang menunggu tanpa teman...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Usah lepaskan genggaman tangan mu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Usah biar semua berlalu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Usah terlupa perasaan hati...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Pertama kali kita bertemu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Usah lepaskan.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;As much as i hate Taufiq Batisah, its hard to deny that he has really good vocals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I hate him pretty much like i hate Siti Nurhaliza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Yes, hate is a very strong word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I just dun like to see them but i like to hear them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Oh, just thought of another hear-me-but-dun-look-at-me singer that i looove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Mariah Carey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;(KarSien's all time fav...i have never seen a more ardent and defensive fan. Mariah can do no wrong in his eyes...hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Im currently lip-synching and occassionally attempting to sing (off-key admittedly) Taufiq's virginal attempt at a Malay song, &lt;em&gt;Usah Lepaskan&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I like the song a lot though i dun quite fancy the last verse cos its like a freaking twist that sealed the song's fate as a potential anthem for the broken-hearted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I mean, without the last verse, the song can be much richer cos then it can be diversely interpreted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;That's the problem with Malay songs i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Spoken like a true mat..."Direk la"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Unless of cos its an M.Nasir song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;He can get so poetic that i give up dissecting his lyrics after a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Anyways, Noor did something really sweet the other day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Shan't divulge what he did but it was definitely sweet and we are definitely including it in the entire scheme of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Everytime i think of it, it just reinforces the fact that he's the ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Aiiiii....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;And no, he didnt do anything big nor did he spend a single cent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;He's that good i tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Im back to doing my lit lesson plan for Friday's observation by Boss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Yikes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&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/9537755-558714717687265927?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/558714717687265927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=558714717687265927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/558714717687265927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/558714717687265927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2007/01/specially-for-noor.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-9060323644529922926</id><published>2007-01-29T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T00:02:36.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another of my closest bro MARRIED!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sunday was Zubir's wedding (BirBir is my term of endearment for him hahaha).&lt;br /&gt;Am so happy for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;His wife is a really cute chick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/Rb4X0pqrhOI/AAAAAAAAAKs/WuavjzUAS2o/s1600-h/DSC00321.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025480427497555170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/Rb4X0pqrhOI/AAAAAAAAAKs/WuavjzUAS2o/s320/DSC00321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Check 'em out.&lt;br /&gt;BirBir looked so handsome!Noor and I went to the wedding and guess who we saw?&lt;br /&gt;Taufiq. Not Taufiq Batisah. Hahaha.He's a BLSS senior who, i have to sadly announce, once had a short term crush on.&lt;br /&gt;(was into my nerdy guy phase hahaha...forgive my lack of taste hahaha)He's filled out a bit more now and has floppy hair.Nonetheless, being a true blue nerd, he still opted against wearing contacts.Hehehe.Ive come a long way since Boon Lay sec.But ive got a long way to go...(hehehe...insider's joke with Kar Sien)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-9060323644529922926?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/9060323644529922926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=9060323644529922926' title='1 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-3201535854455359744</id><published>2007-01-26T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T17:47:33.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We have decided not to get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dun think we are ready for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So no rush there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But i really want it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Crap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;If there's anything that i learnt from my dearie, it's got to be this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;More pragmatism, less idealism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Anyway, that can wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But the waiting is starting to gnaw at me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Was searching for some stuff over the net...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So gorgeous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But so bloody ex!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My finances are looking very bleak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sad, sad...&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/9537755-3201535854455359744?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/3201535854455359744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=3201535854455359744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/3201535854455359744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/3201535854455359744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2007/01/we-have-decided-not-to-get-it.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' 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src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/DSC00033.jpg" width="496" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&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/9537755-3008120948766099901?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/3008120948766099901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=3008120948766099901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/3008120948766099901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/3008120948766099901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2007/01/muuuaaach.html' title='Muuuaaach!'/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-6809881655321607356</id><published>2007-01-24T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T01:04:55.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Aching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;If you were to ask me when was the last time i jogged, i wouldnt even know where to even begin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Been putting off exercising for soooo long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Noor and i have resorted to exercising becos we have run out of places to go to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Had our late afternoon run on Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;After i knocked off from work (running away from work more like it hehe), Noor came over to my place cos we decided to run around my area. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Knowing how i struggle everytime i try to run after a hiatus, we limited our run to about 50 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;10 minutes of warm up (slow jog).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;10 minutes of stretching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;20 minutes of run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;10 minutes of warm down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sounds easy peasy rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hell no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The 10-minute jog was manageable and i was amazed at my latent stamina hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Tot i was gg to &lt;em&gt;pancit &lt;/em&gt;(fizzle out) in the first 10 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Noor is the expert jogger cos he jogs like every other day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Freak hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;After all the stretching, we began our run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I WANTED TO DIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;5 minutes into the run, i could feel stitches at the side of my tummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(i get this everytime i run so im quite used to it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Noor told me to press on the area where i felt the stitches to alleviate the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I kept telling him that i feel like im dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;But i didnt stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;MIND OVER BODY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Always works for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Helps me push myself further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Noor insisted that since i was adamant about running for 20 minutes, we should stick by it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I should have kept my BIG mouth shut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;He refused to tell me how long we have been running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;But he relented after like 15 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"5 more minutes left? Really? Great!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The idea of being able to stop for a rest in 5 more minutes spurred me to keep on running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;All i can say is that im pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Somehow, it gave me renewed energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;We went on to jog for another 5 mintues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;All in all, we ran for 25m 05s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Not bad for my first run in.....nearly 2 years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My body has been aching since yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;But heck, its all part and parcel of exercising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Think my body should have recovered enough for another run on Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;******************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;What the hell does he want to prove by sending Aide Iskandar out of the pitch?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;@%$&amp;amp;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Stoooopid referee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Aide Iskandar looked so cute during the Malaysia-Singapore match (Ist league semis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Shucks, i shouldnt have such thoughts about somebody else's husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Noor came over my house to watch the match last night...Mummy stuffed him with so much food...poor dear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Too bad Noor will be working this Sat, so we are gg to be missing out the match at the stadium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;For fear of my safety, Noor refuse to let me go on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Think of the atmosphere, the swearing, the cursing, the ooooooohhhsss, the ahhhhhhhsssss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Curses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Let's hope Singapore makes it to the finals and the final match will be played on the day Noor &lt;em&gt;isnt&lt;/em&gt; working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Have been going to the National Stadium to watch soccer over the past 2 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;First match Noor and I caught was Singapore vs Vietnam (0-0)..horribly boring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Last week we caught Singapore vs Indonesia (2-2). an eventful match - on and off pitch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;We came quite early cos we were nearby at the Kallang KFC, so we were seated at lower tier of the stadium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The stadium was quickly filling up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Final stadium capacity for the night: 13,000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Suddenly there was this 2 couples seating just below us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;One of the couple consists of a mismatched duo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The female was huge and had a very dark skin tone...Noor said&lt;em&gt; she&lt;/em&gt; looked like a &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mean i noe...but later on, you will realise that they really deserve all our mockery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The guy was thin and effeminate and ridiculously stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yes, a dumb piece of meat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And they made such a racket even before the match started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Undoubtedly attention-seekers of the worst kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Then the weather started to turn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Pitter Patter"...raindrops started coming down slowly but surely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Noor and i had an umbrella but these 2 idiots (the couples) had brought ponchos with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;For easy reference, let's name them Muck 1 (the female) and Muck 2 ( the male).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Still no bad blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The stadium was soon a sea of umbrellas so obviously some people might find it difficult to watch the match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;But it shouldnt be that big of an issue if everyone had their butts on their seats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Then team Singapore and Indonesia came out onto the pitch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Of cos we all stood up when Majulah Singapura came on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The game got on immediately after the ceremony and guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Muck 1 and 2 continued to stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Stand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And i paid $6 to view their behind?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Such AUDACITY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Everyone was pissed with the 2 idiots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;But it was me who spoke out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I pulled Muck 1 - that pile of lard by her poncho (cos i kept calling out but she couldnt hear me/ or she refused to hear me..whatever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Excuse me, could you guys sit down cos you are blocking other people's view."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I said it in the calmest and most polite manner i could. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I thought i could appeal to her conscience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Apparently she has NONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;She said (in her horrible Malay accented English )"Oh, we cant see either if we sit down!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Noor was fuming mad...i could tell that he almost wanted to punch the guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;He hated the fact that the guy was just shadowing his gf and not even exercising an ounce of brain cell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Fine! Whatever!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I shouted back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I was really holding back from saying anything too mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I don't usually scream and shout in public (cos its not in my nature except for the time when i shouted at Khalid for being such a pain on the mrt platform, much to his embarrassment...ive already apologised hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;What i could have said but did not was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Its really okay if you were stick-thin and cute but everyone can see that you are NOT! So is it really possible for you sit down or are you so fat, you are just STUCK?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Muck 1's reply was enough to tick Noor off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;He grabbed my hands, pulled me up and said "Dah, jalan!" (Come, lets go!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;We moved to a better seat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;We were soooo pissed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;They should be blungeoned to death!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hope i never see them again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Grrrr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*I apologise for such crude use of language but please understand the use of those words/descriptions are appropriate in this particularly harrowing context.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span 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title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-8012491243542443367</id><published>2007-01-22T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T00:40:10.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An ode to a teacher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://calamities-.blogspot.com/"&gt;YuXuan&lt;/a&gt;...i really appreciate it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-4709707332971495124</id><published>2007-01-21T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T17:03:24.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Barney - The purple walkman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RbMnv8TdylI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/xLblOY0fTlg/s1600-h/HPIM0672.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022401714043341394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RbMnv8TdylI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/xLblOY0fTlg/s320/HPIM0672.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I got this...for free! hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Courtesy of Eileen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Thanks beb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I tot of getting this when Precious (my ipodmini) went into a pseudo cardiac arrest a few months back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But Precious has bounced back and its now working fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It seems that i have a way with things hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;****************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Presenting to u...all the way from Funan Digital IT Mall hahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ive christened it "Barney" cos its purple...duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Anyway, Barney is great cos its has an inbuilt usb port and i can just upload anything into it as and when i like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Precious is great too but i have to attach a usb wire before connecting to my lappy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Im thinking of donating one to Noor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Maybe he can use Precious for now...or i mite get him a walkman/ipod as an anniversary gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;That or the cute Cat shoes we saw the other day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The NoorNat Empire is gg to be 6 come March!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yay! &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/9537755-4709707332971495124?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/4709707332971495124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=4709707332971495124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/4709707332971495124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Better late than never...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I just got hold of the camp photos but have yet to seive through them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Janne and Chin Fen have yet to pass me the Settlers' pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Still chasing Vani for Benny's and Janne's bdae celebration at Fish &amp; Co last Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I wanna blog about Ra's bdae celebration last Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Since she's one of my very best friends, i think she deserves some mention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So Liz, Kay and Daryl came up with the idea of surprising our dear Ra with a surprise bdae party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Liz had a hard time trying to converse with Ra'a mum cos she sux at Malay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But anyway I met up wit Wens at around 3 and Kitty arrived in a cab a few seconds after us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He ran hurriedly out of the cab and made a beeline for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I knew that we haven met in a long time but i didnt realise he would miss us that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He actually lacked cash so he begged Wens for some money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well, anything for a pet cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Kekekeke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The theme for the party was everything and anything pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But i didnt wanna wear pink so i brought along my pink Clueless-inspired pen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Being the "creative" person that i am, i stuck the pen in my hair and it doubled up as a hair accessorie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Voila!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;When we came, the table was already filled with glorious food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So i helped out with the decor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Im so good at this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We made such a racket doing up the decorations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ra's family took her out shopping and they were supposed to be back by 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;After a false alarm which saw Daryl scrambling to hide hahaha, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and the chocolate treat given to us by Ra's nice maid plus the short sms msgs volley between Kak Fatha and Liz, relating every single movement of the As'art family ("at the carpark", "at the void deck", "going into the lift"...), we finally scurried to our hiding places, ready to spring our surprise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RbJOKsTdyfI/AAAAAAAAAJM/BfRKOysfnM0/s1600-h/356900198_5b40de9a4b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022162480069986802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RbJOKsTdyfI/AAAAAAAAAJM/BfRKOysfnM0/s200/356900198_5b40de9a4b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Daryl (botak hahaha), Kay in pink (his poor gf..when you noe what Daryl is capable of, you will realise why i pity Kay hahaha), Kitty @ Faizal - pet cat to Ra and Wens, Nat and Wens standing pretty on the staircase. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RbJOLcTdygI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Iv9nTTTJi4Y/s1600-h/356900301_c458eaaa64.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022162492954888706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RbJOLcTdygI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Iv9nTTTJi4Y/s200/356900301_c458eaaa64.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Our masterpiece....so pretty rite. U can definitely guess Ra's favourite colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RbJOLsTdyhI/AAAAAAAAAJc/aK_PWJfkjCk/s1600-h/356899723_488c49a3d7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022162497249856018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RbJOLsTdyhI/AAAAAAAAAJc/aK_PWJfkjCk/s200/356899723_488c49a3d7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Food, food, glorious food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RbJOLsTdyiI/AAAAAAAAAJk/nSXIpkGxQzQ/s1600-h/356918502_722193b0f9.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022162497249856034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RbJOLsTdyiI/AAAAAAAAAJk/nSXIpkGxQzQ/s200/356918502_722193b0f9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The bdae girl. Of all days, she chose NOT to wear pink on her bdae! For that infamous touch of pink, we made her wear Daryl's pink garland hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RbJOL8TdyjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/JF3l7UEMjNA/s1600-h/s640x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022162501544823346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RbJOL8TdyjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/JF3l7UEMjNA/s200/s640x480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party people. From back left: Feng, Daryl, Hui Ping, Kitty, Nat, Wens, Ra (hahahahaha), Liz and Kay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Finally got to see Michiko@ Najiha (Ra's niece)...sooo cute. I swear to God she is Japanese!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Afiq (my don juan) was tempremental as usual hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Something really funny happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Afiq told me that he wanted to play spaceship and he wanted to to go upstairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He even asked me if i wanted to join him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Of cos i declined and continued to wolf down delectable spread. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We were laughing and joking and obviously making quite a racket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So much so that Afiq stomped down the stairs and at the top of his lungs, said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Excuse me, i'm trying to play spaceships upstairs, can you please be quiet?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And he stomped back up into one of the rooms upstairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(He has got this accent and he is only 3/4 years old!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We were all stumped and at loss for words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Daryl managed a "Oh, we are...sorry, Afiq"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We all had similar thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"What the hell was that about!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He can be so bratty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But he's sooo adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;***********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I remembered thinking aloud to Wens while we were busy trying to put up the balloons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"U mean, she is this important?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We still owe each other our bdae gifts. You see, we have this tradition since uni that we'll let the bdae girl choose whatever she wants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We figured that it would be best cos that way, we cant complain about our gifts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Of cos it eliminates the element of surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But it beats muttering curses 'neath your breath while trying to fake contentment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Wens will turn 25 this cuming Wed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But we'll be meeting on Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Guess we will get each other's prezzies then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Better late than never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Kapish?&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/9537755-8647793740653657951?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/8647793740653657951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=8647793740653657951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-4578689376145855026</id><published>2007-01-13T08:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T09:02:22.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Gratification&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I really miss my sec 2s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And im glad they have not forgotten me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;The boys may have started donning on long pants but they are still my bratty boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And my girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;They make it a point to stop outside the staffroom just to have a chat with me after school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Kinda sad that im not teaching them now that they are in sec 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Some of them have been asking me to appeal just so im actually the one teaching them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I have one classic one from Yu Xuan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"Miss Nat, i just realised how good a teacher you are..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hmmm...i think it is a compliment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;They are so funny this sec 2 batch of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I love all of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Well i just hope they noe tat im still here for them if they need me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;**********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;yes guys, i feel the same way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;if only, if only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-3860477442191925336</id><published>2007-01-06T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T23:10:51.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out my Slide Show!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to get both our jeans altered a few days back.&lt;br /&gt;Tot i'd share some pics with you goons.&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-e9.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=360287970191874793&amp;amp;site=widget-e9.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=3860477442191925336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/3860477442191925336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/3860477442191925336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2007/01/check-out-my-slide-show.html' title='Check out my Slide Show!'/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-1710909548704419561</id><published>2007-01-06T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T22:10:24.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Updates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Just got back from a 3 day 2 nights camp with my sec 2s. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Have you ever heard of a school that starts the year off with camps for ALL the levels?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;I told you my school is special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Had sooooo much fun with the kiddies, the sec 2 mentors and of cos..ehmm, the instructors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Ill blog about it on Monday after i grab the pics from Choon Hwa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Still pending: My evening at Settler's with the Kranji gang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Im so tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;I just got home from a whole day in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Yes, on a freaking Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Had my first NCC meeting at 930am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Then it was Lit overview plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Followed by Lit sow changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;And my History overview plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Still have pending lesson plans and worksheets to complete for next week's lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Im taking it one day at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;It will be great if i can just finish planning for Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Just Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Arrrgh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;My eyebags are so bad that im starting to look like a 'racoon' according to Yiyuan and KarSien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Evil but true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;So now i have to resume my lesson planning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Must profusely apologise to Diana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Sorry for missing out on your chalet but i really have to prioritise stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Work comes first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Believe me when i say i dun have a life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;I really dont.&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/9537755-1710909548704419561?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/1710909548704419561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=1710909548704419561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Resolutions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;To be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;better at my job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;a less frustrating fiancee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;a better friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;spending less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;saving more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;There.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;My resolutions in brief. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;After years of resolution setting, i have learnt to make it as realistic and as succintly as i possible can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&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/9537755-5976980550341579921?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/5976980550341579921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2007 - A new chapter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;...the same load of crap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;...all over again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Forgive me for being overly pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;I live by the motto.."Prepare for the worst and hope for the best"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So that figures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Eve of Aidiladha was spent lavishing myself with new clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I didnt sleep the previous night cos i was busy doing the sec 1NA sow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Not a wink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Was so tired and it really didnt help my already grossly obvious eyebags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Noor wanted to make the downpayment for the thing he bought so we met up early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Noor was sweet cos he told me to get some shut eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;All i needed was a small retail boost and i was wide awake.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Got a top from Zara...on sale...had to get it.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A gorgeous pair of workpants from ToppyShoppy (a pet name haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So bloody expensive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I dun think it deserves to be paraded in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;On top of that, a cute vinyl bag caught my eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It was on sale...unlike the pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Darn, i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Noor tot i looked good carrying it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Plus my puma carrier has been at service for about 3 long mths now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Obviously time for a new bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Part of the cost was offset by the giftcard given to me by my dear sweet fren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;As a christmas gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Finally a cute ultra mini skirt from Fox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;On sale too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Had to get that one too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love their denim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So comfy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then i got home and my sis called from down under and told me she got me a black Sportsgirl bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sportsgirl...i remembered that brand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It used to be sold in Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Another bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Its sounds mighty fine to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A girl cant have tooo many bags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(Ra and Nat declares in unison)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The rest of the day was spent at Settler's with the Kranji gang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kar Sien gave us a treat to celebrate his bdae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Myself, Janne, Chin Fen, Benny, YiYuan and of cos, our bdae boy Kar Sien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We had a blast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Stupid things happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It was a blessing that no one knew we were actually teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Educators of young minds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Will blog about it but not just yet cos i need pics to upload.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;**********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hari Raya Haji.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Not much happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Noor had to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mummy and Daddy went to Johor to watch the "korban" thingee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My bro was asleep for most part of the morning while i did the household chores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Had to entertain the kiddies next door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Scolded Haziq for making a mess of the chocs i gave him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Which explains why he looked the way he did in the pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. Iwan..my &lt;em&gt;Chicken Little.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. Ezan comparing his newly acquired gameboy (he just turned 5) with M's psp which he endearingly and mistakenly calls SPM hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3 &amp; 4. Ezan and Haziq. Just look at Haziq's sulky face...so cute! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZldIW8PtZI/AAAAAAAAAHw/hVPLmVoxOGE/s1600-h/HPIM0503.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015142058232362386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZldIW8PtZI/AAAAAAAAAHw/hVPLmVoxOGE/s200/HPIM0503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZldI28PtcI/AAAAAAAAAII/luBJ08oGufc/s1600-h/HPIM0511.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015142066822297026" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" height="199" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZldI28PtcI/AAAAAAAAAII/luBJ08oGufc/s200/HPIM0511.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZldIm8PtaI/AAAAAAAAAH4/7G9WOq8mZPk/s1600-h/HPIM0509.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015142062527329698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZldIm8PtaI/AAAAAAAAAH4/7G9WOq8mZPk/s200/HPIM0509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZldIm8PtbI/AAAAAAAAAIA/aa5zV_RW9IE/s1600-h/HPIM0510.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015142062527329714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZldIm8PtbI/AAAAAAAAAIA/aa5zV_RW9IE/s200/HPIM0510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;**********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;New Year's Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We had our first small "scuffle" in the afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yeah, we started the year off with a BANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But all was well when we decided to meet up in the evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Had some munchies at Mac's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We went back to his place and watched "A night at the museum"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Senseless fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The movie i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Noor absolutely detested the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So it was a good thing we didnt watch it at the theatre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;**********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Im kinda into Gwen Stefani's new single "Wind it up."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Weird...no more like quirky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;She yoodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But i kinda like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Strange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZlVQG8PtYI/AAAAAAAAAHo/k1UEOTt1xaw/s1600-h/DSC00218sfx.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015133395283326338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZlVQG8PtYI/AAAAAAAAAHo/k1UEOTt1xaw/s200/DSC00218sfx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZlT1G8PtXI/AAAAAAAAAHg/H0WyZdepxoo/s1600-h/DSC00221sfx.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015131831915230578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZlT1G8PtXI/AAAAAAAAAHg/H0WyZdepxoo/s200/DSC00221sfx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZlT1G8PtWI/AAAAAAAAAHY/h1M6pC8a3kA/s1600-h/DSC00222sfx.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZlT1G8PtWI/AAAAAAAAAHY/h1M6pC8a3kA/s1600-h/DSC00222sfx.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015131831915230562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZlT1G8PtWI/AAAAAAAAAHY/h1M6pC8a3kA/s200/DSC00222sfx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*****we fight, we frustrate, we converse, we love.*****&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/9537755-7871421120459849265?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/7871421120459849265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=7871421120459849265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/7871421120459849265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/7871421120459849265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007-new-chapter.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZldIW8PtZI/AAAAAAAAAHw/hVPLmVoxOGE/s72-c/HPIM0503.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-8148091921232652658</id><published>2006-12-28T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T23:53:41.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What happened to me these past few days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Got high fever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Im now deaf in one ear. Gery is half blind. Great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Got a cute pair of shorts. Ra and Wens call it my British-soldier shorts fetish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Noor got me my Nike socks and shoebag. Sweet. As always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I found it. Weeeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My spongebob is nowhere to be found. Ayang promised to get me the small one but we cant find it anywhere! I found my scoobydoo though. Sehr cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Noor and I went for a night adventure at Bukit Timah Nature Reserve. Scary shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Watched my ultimate guy fantasy last night. Captain Jack Sparrow....my great grandparents were buckaneers too...hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Just slogged through sec 1 Express Lit sow and portfolio worksheets...barely alive now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Am suffering from purging bouts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I have to quell this sudden urge to shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Now working on my sec 1 Na Lit sow. Got a nagging feeling that im gg to name my son Charlie or Oompa Loompa after tonite. Really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Staff Meeting at 9am tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Chrismas dinner at Daddy's workplace at 630pm in the evening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;We are getting another bounty from the govt next year, otherwise known as the Progress Package. Yayness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;GST is at 7% next year. Oh for the love of GOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-8148091921232652658?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/8148091921232652658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=8148091921232652658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/8148091921232652658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/8148091921232652658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-happened-to-me-these-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-376502031360473159</id><published>2006-12-26T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T13:03:46.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Honeymooners&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My dear sis sure noes how to make me broke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Got her that adidas jacket yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It was nice so i decided to get one myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That's how i went broke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well, she wanted a GShock watch that cost nearly $300 as her wedding gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And since i was so nice, Noor and I went hunting for the elusive watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We couldnt find it (thank god! Hahaha) but i did promise her a gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;She decided that she wanted a jacket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And so here she is posing unshamelessly with the jacket &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; bought her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;They flew off to Australia last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Both families were there to send the idiots off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Im planning for my honeymoon too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But i doubt Noor and I will get to go anyways cos our schedules clash like nobody's business and its so hard for Noor to get a decent extended leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We shall see lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ive got a few places in mind but i'll have the final say in this one cos Noor isnt into ideas such as cultural exchange or immersing oneself into another's way of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Since im an avid historian, its obvious that the places i wanna visit are those with plenty of historical sites to explore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My sis has it good cos the idiots only had to pay for the flight tixs and they didnt even spent a single cent cos the trip was a gift from Rudy's mum, Aunt Ogy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;How lucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And to top it off, accomodation's free too cos the idiots are staying at Rudy's aunt's place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thats not half bad cos my parents are planning a trip together with the in-laws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And hell will freeze over if i dun tag along!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZClLvUQniI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vTgI6FKuQBw/s1600-h/HPIM0468.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012688006361947682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZClLvUQniI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vTgI6FKuQBw/s200/HPIM0468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nadia and Natasha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pple think we are of mixed blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cheh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ya, we are of mixed blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Chinese, Indian, Bugis, Javanese, Malay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I always tell pple that my family will make for a good Singapore ad campaign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We are so multiracial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Im the Indian, my sis is the Chinese and my bro is the Eurasian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Muhahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZClL_UQnjI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Wj99XNS-6cQ/s1600-h/HPIM0469.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012688010656914994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZClL_UQnjI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Wj99XNS-6cQ/s200/HPIM0469.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Presenting the &lt;em&gt;Kuching Parsi&lt;/em&gt; (Persian Cat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;She's so cute rite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nur Puteri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Rudy's cuzzin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But she keeps barfing every few minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My mummy says i was exactly like that when i was her age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;She was highly amused by our antics (Andy's and mine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The woman next too her is Aunt Ogy, Nadia's mama-in-law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZClMPUQnkI/AAAAAAAAAF4/-AkzwqZ5ZK4/s1600-h/HPIM0467.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012688014951882306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZClMPUQnkI/AAAAAAAAAF4/-AkzwqZ5ZK4/s200/HPIM0467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The crazy siblings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Too bad M wasnt there with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He had "to play with his band" in Orchard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Andy is Rudy's extremely cute and good looking lil brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My dad calls him the Singapore Idol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He plays club soccer and he's the fantasy of a lot of girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Guys who look like him have it easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Buts he's a good catch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Polite boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Has good fashion sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Farnee too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;With good parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He forced me to pose all these stoopid poses while our parents were busy chatting the dollars away at Macs in Terminal 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Of cos Puteri was gigling non-stop watching us make a fool out of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZClMPUQnlI/AAAAAAAAAGA/GF8E4EeVB5g/s1600-h/DSC00528.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012688014951882322" 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title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RZClLvUQniI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vTgI6FKuQBw/s72-c/HPIM0468.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-285377674464419518</id><published>2006-12-21T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T13:37:22.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This is a farce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br 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type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mohawk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My sayang is gg hair crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Just last week we went to Far East to get his haircut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I kinda liked it even though it was a bit longish but he looked nice in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Some pics from his haircut at Far East.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYoVY_UQnfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/gEiX1WcX2cA/s1600-h/HPIM0425_50.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010841054460550642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYoVY_UQnfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/gEiX1WcX2cA/s200/HPIM0425_50.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYoVdfUQngI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YxxZoyrp7_E/s1600-h/HPIM0426_50.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010841131769961986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYoVdfUQngI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YxxZoyrp7_E/s200/HPIM0426_50.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYoVhPUQnhI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XSfG0eX3X3I/s1600-h/HPIM0429_50.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010841196194471442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYoVhPUQnhI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XSfG0eX3X3I/s200/HPIM0429_50.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Then yesterday he decided that it was getting a tad too long for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So he went down to Lot 1 to have it "styled".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;An almost mohawk cut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Too bad i didnt manage to snap a shot of it yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;It doenst look "mohawkish" yet cos his hair is now super short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But its coming along alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Haiyah, doesnt matter cos Noor looks nice in almost anything lah, unlike me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hahaha.&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/9537755-4697015271354537174?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/4697015271354537174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=4697015271354537174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/4697015271354537174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/4697015271354537174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/12/mohawk-my-sayang-is-gg-hair-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYoVY_UQnfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/gEiX1WcX2cA/s72-c/HPIM0425_50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-4576228723903420446</id><published>2006-12-20T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T02:28:44.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A bawling fun time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kat just got back from HK where he almost blew all his bonus away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kidding hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So he got a 2gig thumbdrive there for only $20++!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And he didnt even think of getting one for me since my thummie is fast running out of space!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was suppose to meet up with Gery to discuss Lit stuff for next year but the poor dear is down with the flu bug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I ended up chatting away with Kar Sien in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vanitha was also here to keep me company while she waited for Chin Fen to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kar Sien got us each a magnetic clip with engravings ranging from pandas (in HK? I was wondering about that too..hahahaha) to riverboats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And since he felt that he wasnt really part of the Topshop gift card that the rest got for me on my bdae, he got me a PUMA sweater!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yay-ness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At first i tot it was an imitation piece, you noe, since he came back from imitation paradise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But heck, he got me an original old skool sweater!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had wanted this ash-blue colour but i jus couldnt find a nice one in Spore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lookie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010303595138030866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgskvUQnRI/AAAAAAAAACY/gwxCFJ46zlI/s200/HPIM0443.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgtSPUQnUI/AAAAAAAAACw/YBObMn92jG8/s1600-h/HPIM0452.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010304376822078786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgtSPUQnUI/AAAAAAAAACw/YBObMn92jG8/s200/HPIM0452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My gift from KarSien.............Me posing in it, doing i dunno what hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a few other gifts from my overseas-faring colleagues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bee Leng gave me a nice handmade wallet from Cambodia...She let me choose the colour that i wanted hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And Meow gave me a whiskey cup with couple of nougats from Australia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dunno if you can see but i have geckos on my whiskey cup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgtIfUQnTI/AAAAAAAAACo/uP4ALzeCqt0/s1600-h/HPIM0446.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010304209318354226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgtIfUQnTI/AAAAAAAAACo/uP4ALzeCqt0/s200/HPIM0446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgssfUQnSI/AAAAAAAAACg/mZYYBWNWwik/s1600-h/HPIM0445.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010303728282017058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgssfUQnSI/AAAAAAAAACg/mZYYBWNWwik/s200/HPIM0445.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually asked Janne out to bowl with us but she couldnt make it at the last minute and since Chin Fen and Van were working on their SOW, it was left to Karsien and myself to salvage the rest of the afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We went down to our usual bowling haunt and decided that 3 games a piece should suffice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The queue was rather long so while waiting, we went down to the arcade and tried our hands at Dayton Racing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I beat Kar Sien in the first time round but he managed to pull one back in the second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sounds like tennis dunnit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes, Mr Kat, we all noe you are a tennis freak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Got some photos of our "fierce" match at the bowling alley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Us, preparing to duel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kar Sien showing off his bowling prowess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgv3fUQncI/AAAAAAAAADw/fB7vbP5gYcA/s1600-h/HPIM0456.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010307215795461570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgv3fUQncI/AAAAAAAAADw/fB7vbP5gYcA/s200/HPIM0456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgvtfUQnbI/AAAAAAAAADo/mg27evF8b6A/s1600-h/HPIM0455.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010307043996769714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgvtfUQnbI/AAAAAAAAADo/mg27evF8b6A/s200/HPIM0455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nat...the calm before the storm hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This was how Kar Sien looked when i beat him in first game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Muhahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He came back strong in the second game and won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I had such a dismal number of pin drops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I was ashamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I tot i could make a comeback in the 3rd round but i failed again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But they say, if first you dun succeed, try and try again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kar Sien was fast losing his strength and i took back the 4th game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(We decided to play another game hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;So we had a draw at the end of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BUT was Kar Sien satisfied?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;NOOOOOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He wanted to play another game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I was too tired and my wrist was already hurting so Kar Sien played on his own to better his pin drops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Must say he's competitive and determined that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgv-PUQndI/AAAAAAAAAD4/36-tPqvW4Eo/s1600-h/HPIM0457.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010307331759578578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgv-PUQndI/AAAAAAAAAD4/36-tPqvW4Eo/s200/HPIM0457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYguRvUQnYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3i_8XxpSX3E/s1600-h/HPIM0458.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010305467743772034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYguRvUQnYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3i_8XxpSX3E/s200/HPIM0458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Kar Sien &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; better his score and he had to open his big mouth and suggested that we have dessert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We went to West Mall and we had initially wanted to eat Swensens or Sakae Sushi but the queues were so darn long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We went up a level higher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Kar Sien: "Eh BaliThai looks empty..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nat: "I want Swensens'...we just wait lah.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Kar Sien: "I repeat...BaliThai looks empty."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nat: "Fine..we shall dine there....grrr.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It was such a bad bad mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The food totally suxed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I wanted Tom Yum noodle but guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;According to Kar Sien "BALI" comes first in BaliThai, so i shouldnt be surprised to find out that they do not serve Tom Yum noodle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But what puzzles me is the fact that they have Tom Yum soup but not Tom Yum noodle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Is it so hard to just add rice noodle to the soup????!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So i ended up ordering Phad Thai...something which Ra introduced to me while we were in Bangkok and i really liked it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The Phai Thai in BaliThai is a far far cry from the one i had in Bangkok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It tasted as though someone accidentally spilled an entire bottle of tomato sauce into it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Kar Sien forced himself to eat the horrible green curry chicken which tasted as though it came fresh from a can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You should have seen us laughing non stop in the presence of bad food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The only good thing was the hotplate beancurd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But that too was marred by the lack of beancurds in the dish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;With a plate that big, you would think that there would be more than just 4 pieces of beancurds!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The surprises at BaliThai didnt end there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Not even close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Kar Sien had to stand up and go to the counter to request for iced water before he choked to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The final surprise came when it was time to pay the bill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It was Kar Sien's treat...i really felt bad cos he had to pay for such a horrid dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I wanted to go Dutch but he was adamant on paying for the whole thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So iwas hell bent that dessert at Swensen's would be on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The freaking crackers served to us as appetizers costs 3 freaking dollars!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Wth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My mum could have fried that for less than a dime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgxEfUQneI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dmFDcxF-WdY/s1600-h/HPIM0463.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010308538645388770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgxEfUQneI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dmFDcxF-WdY/s200/HPIM0463.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgu4PUQnaI/AAAAAAAAADg/9ubByZnE7aE/s1600-h/HPIM0465.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010306129168735650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgu4PUQnaI/AAAAAAAAADg/9ubByZnE7aE/s200/HPIM0465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The Phai Thai looked so inviting but looks can be deceiving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We ended up not finishing our food...see!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Yuck factor: 8/10&lt;br /&gt;2 words: NEVER AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Swensen's was definitely a welcome respite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I got myself my fav Cookies Summit and Kar Sien got himself some Malted Milkshake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And i spent the next 1 hr bitching to him about the kind of people i hate and how Noor and i got together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thanks Mr Kat for the wonderful and not to mention, a memorable day out!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-4576228723903420446?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/4576228723903420446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=4576228723903420446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/4576228723903420446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/4576228723903420446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/12/bawling-fun-time-pun-fully-intended-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgskvUQnRI/AAAAAAAAACY/gwxCFJ46zlI/s72-c/HPIM0443.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-1991433610712553262</id><published>2006-12-19T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T01:32:44.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;SELAMAT PENGANTIN BARU...NADIA &amp;amp; RUDY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;16/12/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;A momentus day for my baby sis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She became a Mrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Am so happy for my sis and my dear bro-in-law, Rudy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Doesnt she look gorgeous?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Cant believe she is married!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She's has always been the flighty one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But everyone knew she was gg to be the first to marry off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Im celebrating becos i now have the room all to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Mine, mine, all mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Muhahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But im starting to miss the nightly conversations we usually have as we prepare to doze off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I miss my sister, though she can sometimes be the bane of my very existence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So was really busy the whole of saturday, attending to the throngs of guests at the void deck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I didnt even eat the whole day, unless you count the very late dinner that i had over at Rudy's wedding reception which i attended with some of my cuzzins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I kinda had fun helping out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Wonder how it will be like when my turn comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Yikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Shall not think too much about it lest it freaks me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Am more afraid for Noor cos he has more reason to be worried about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Trust me on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Nyahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Rudy aka The Groom.........................Nadia aka The Bride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgKfPUQnLI/AAAAAAAAABM/JClgBRh1Azw/s1600-h/IMG_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010266117253405874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgKfPUQnLI/AAAAAAAAABM/JClgBRh1Azw/s320/IMG_0166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; 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Dun let appearances fool you...my sis is very fair, my bro is fair and im the "Keling" (Indian) at home hahaha! I just got a lil' fairer as i grew older...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;still very much the "Keling" :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-1991433610712553262?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/1991433610712553262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=1991433610712553262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/1991433610712553262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/1991433610712553262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/12/selamat-pengatin-baru.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgKfPUQnLI/AAAAAAAAABM/JClgBRh1Azw/s72-c/IMG_0166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-6541818445902910169</id><published>2006-12-19T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T17:45:56.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Morning! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgc8PUQnNI/AAAAAAAAABw/5RUuGSt-psk/s1600-h/DSC00152.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010286406678912210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgc8PUQnNI/AAAAAAAAABw/5RUuGSt-psk/s320/DSC00152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgdyPUQnOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Ra3s-aGghj8/s1600-h/DSC00154.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010287334391848162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GhK3tYl_B8/RYgdyPUQnOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Ra3s-aGghj8/s320/DSC00154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;The day cant seem to get any better when i see Noor the first thing in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;What more if both of us are clad in the same colour albeit in different shades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Trust me, its a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;We dun plan this sort of things unlike some people i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Think our sense of telepathy has got better through the years hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Yesterday we headed down to get our fav breakfast and we did some minor shopping (as usual).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Got myself a new huge photo frame, some flowers and a vacuum, yes a vacuum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;We then got some new stuff affixed, which was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Now he insists that it is his and no longer adamant that it is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Idiot, i noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;We got to meet a cat named Xiao Maow Mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;It has a Chinese name cos the owner is obviously Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;So cute and playful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;She even decided that she wanted to go at the flowers on my sandals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Watched Eragon at our favourite cineplex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Noor went in sceptical, came out a believer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;We both loved the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Ed Speleers is sooooooooooo absolutely delectable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Jeremy Irons's a dreamboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;But as with the Harry Potter series, the book is definitely a better measure of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;But go watch it...im getting the DVD once its out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Such an uplifting feeling when i stepped out of the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Helps that the main ost is Avril Lavigne's "Keep Holding On"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Very, very apt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;*******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;The day before my sis got married, Noor and I went to the Nike sale at Expo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Alas, the crowd and queue (you have to see it to believe it) made it impossible to browse, let alone purchase anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Had wanted to get myself a pair of running shoes so that i could start losing the flab and regaining the FAB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;That's our new year's resolution. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;To live healthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;So Noor's next off day came after my sis's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;The poor dear couldnt even make it for the wedding cos he couldnt take the day off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;So the next day we went to Queensway shopping centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I ended up buying cute mini skirt which surprisingly won the affections of my Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;As well as a pair of jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I got Noor a pair as well cos he's wanted some durable, non-expensive ones that he can use for riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Finally got the running shoes i wanted though its a bit too pink for my androgynous taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;The model is the exact same one that i saw during the Nike sale though that one was in yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;They actually had the yellow one in Queensway but somehow, i decided that the pink one looks better on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Not really my colour but i dun really give a damn cos im running in it, not modelling in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Anyway, the colour is a good deterrent for my errant lil' brother who by the way, successfully ruined my other blue Nike pair which i had worn for a grand total of 2 times, by squeezing his oversized feet into them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;My shoes died a horrible death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I was just sorry that they had to suffer at my brother's feet for as long as they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Their soles (souls) were literally ripped away from their body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Im not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I have an idiot for a brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I had to tell him that there is a reason that shoes have sizes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Aaaargh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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Check it out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A week without Noor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Has been hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;He's been working extra shifts and ive been making dates with my friends and kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;We just kept missing each other this whole week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Saw him last on Sunday when we attended his friend's wedding...you know, the one with the weird girl...yes, that one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sidetrack: Saw her today at Vivo. Blessed. She didnt see me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;After the whole morning spent with my parents and the kiddies, Noor and I met up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Since we didnt have anywhere to go, i suggested we go to Vivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yes, that's twice in a row.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I had the whole thing mentally planned out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;We would go to Vivo, then to Bugis and then to Orchard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Got my candies and after about 1 hr, we decided that we wanted to go to Expo instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;There's the John Little sale there and i thought we could get Noor some nice shirts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;It turned out to be so much fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I almost managed to convince him to get this really old school looking shirt from crocodile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;It was so retro and i love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;He wasnt so sure he could pull it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;But, i think im gg to get it for him if i ever see it again and then force him to wear it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;We left Expo but our shopping escapade continued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Noor was feeling generous cos he was apologetic for neglecting me the whole week...aint he sweet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So i got myself a nice pair of khaki and sweater from Abercrombie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Noor got himself a nice pair of Volcom knee-length shorts and a really cute Tommy Hilfiger polo shirt which i chose of cos hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;There's more shopping to be done next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I feel it in my bones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;We wanted to head back to Vivo to try the chicken rice there but the traffic was so bloody horrible that we ended up having dinner at Al Azhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Noor was bopping around to the music while he was eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Can you believe it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I almost choked on my food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;But i really enjoyed myself yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Nothing beats spending quality time with your loved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;3 pics i took yesterday...with captions...enjoy :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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Check it out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-96.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="site=widget-96.slide.com&amp;channel=360287970190840726&amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;il=1" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?id=360287970190840726&amp;cy=bb&amp;amp;amp;tt=16&amp;at=1&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-96.slide.com/p1/360287970190840726/bb_t016_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?id=360287970190840726&amp;cy=bb&amp;amp;amp;tt=16&amp;at=1&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-96.slide.com/p2/360287970190840726/bb_t016_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Spent the entire morning yesterday entertaining my parents and their defacto grandkids!(my next-door-neighbour's grandkids heh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I didnt have to meet Noor until later in the afternoon so i obliged. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The 2 kiddies wanted to follow cos they knew they were in for a whole morning of fun and most importantly, food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We went to NUS which also happens to be my dad's workplace to get some stuff from his office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Went over to Orchard to my sis's workplace next to get some of the gifts her friends have already showered on her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Then it was off to Geylang to get some Haj stuff for my dad's frens who are gg away for this coming Haj.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Speaking of Haj, Im so proud to say that this year im gg to &lt;em&gt;korban kambing &lt;/em&gt;(trans: sacrifice a lamb) cos my dad says its good to do this every year since we have the means. Its just our way of giving to the less fortunate cos the meat from the sacrificed lamb will be given to the less fortunate. So my dad is sacrificing one and im sacrificing one. Im not gg to the mosque cos i personally dun like to see animals being killed. So im just gg to pray for the lamb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Anyway, since we were in the Geylang area, i suggested that we eat at Arnold's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ezan was bent on KFC but i managed to convince him...wasnt too hard after he was served with the chicken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He tucked right in as a sign of his approval.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Haziq had no preference cos he would even eat a stone if i put ketchup on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;After filling our tummys, we went to the old Woodlands interchange to drop of the Haj stuff before heading back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Met Noor at around 4 and i had so much fun shopping with my dear...will blog abt it later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I better get ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Gotto head down to sheng siong to get some stuff with my parents and sis and the 2 kiddies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Later...&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/9537755-8152204582575407730?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/8152204582575407730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=8152204582575407730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/8152204582575407730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/8152204582575407730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-created-slide-show-check-it-out.html' title='I created a Slide Show! 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style="color:#009900;"&gt;Everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;In the lift, up the stairs, in front of my door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;U name it.&lt;br /&gt;Think she has recognised my scent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;She has gotten so fat over the past couple of months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Decided to monkey around with her yest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;She was striking so many different poses for the camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;She's like so "manja".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Chooooo cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-116550282957246741?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/116550282957246741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=116550282957246741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116550282957246741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116550282957246741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/12/meow.html' title='meow'/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-116550280259524045</id><published>2006-12-07T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T16:54:01.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at jp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With my 2 fav chicas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/facialjp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really groggy after i got home from the chalet at 1am the previous night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;But if Wens could make the tumultuous effort to get her butt down to Jurong Point at 930 am from Simei, i can definitely drag my lazy a** body outta my bed and into the shower!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Okay so Ra was late too cos she had to take pics of her niece whom we affectionately call Michiko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;It was 945 when we finally reached Mac's and we were greeted by a groggy looking Wens who was looking at the both of us with piercing-menacing (or so she would have you think hehe) eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;The Mac breakfast was fantastic esp since it has been a very long time since the 3 of us last ate Macs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Wens was telling us about her experience during the officer training course for NCDCC and i was relating to them about that weird fiancee of Noor's fren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;They totally find her weird but they concluded that her fiance was equally weird too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Ra worked me up into stitches when she talked about her ___________ received the news of her __________________.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Muhahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Ra's facial appointment wasnt until 1 so we decided to go up to Swensen's and have dessert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;When it came time for Ra to leave, Wens and I decided that we wanted to walk around for a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;We went to the 3rd floor and i suddenly have an itch to go for a manicure...so did Wens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I refuse to blog about what happened in there but all i can say is that the Malay girls working at B.B. are super b******!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I will never put a foot there even if it was the last nail shop there is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I dun know if they knew im Malay or not but they happily bitched about all the customers that they were "pampering".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;One of the Malay girls was tending to me while the other 2 were working on the same bulky Chinese lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;They had the audacity to bitch about this Chinese lady in Malay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Something about not wanting to give her a drink cos they were betting that she probably hadnt brushed her teeth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;How racist is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;And from the moment i entered the shop, the 3 of them had already given me a look of displeasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;F***!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;This is why Malays rarely succeed in business cos they love to pick and choose customers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;And then give shoddy service!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;The worst part about it was that they dun even own the shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Think the shop belonged to the Chinese lady who tended to Wens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I was so pissed off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I so cant stand these minas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;To think that i even tried to be nice and flashed the occasional smile at them!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;And they simply gave me a look that says, "Why the hell did you just do that for?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;F***!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Lesson learnt no 1: Always pick and choose the right nail salon if you dun want your theraputic session to go awry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Lesson learnt no 2: Make sure there are no Malay manicurists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-116550280259524045?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/116550280259524045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=116550280259524045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116550280259524045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116550280259524045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/12/at-jp.html' title='at jp'/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-116549725556586971</id><published>2006-12-07T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T23:40:15.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2d bbq</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Amused and Bloated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Our bowling session got cancelled again cos the "good sheperd had to tend to his sheeps."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Okay, so it wasnt entirely his fault since he wasnt dg it willingly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Anyway, Kar Sien and I decided to get a lil' something for our 2D kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We wanted to get those sparklin fruit juice and i had vehemently told him that we ought to try the Esso at Bukit Batok cos they have them there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But noooooo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;He wants to stop by the NTUC at Pasir Ris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ya, like we knew if there were any NTUC in that god-forsaken place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I decided to be helpful and told him that we should just head on down to Elias Mall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;When we got there, no NTUC in sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Obviously Kar Sien gave the smug look and proclaimed that " See, no NTUC!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Fine..i can see that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So they obviously didnt have any sparklin juice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I suggested getting ice-cream instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So problem solved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And no unnecessary bloodshed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We didnt have to look hard to find their chalet cos they were already awaiting our "royal" arrival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;They had plenty of food and i was shamelessly chowing down on the stingray and squid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Mmmmmm....yummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;When i say i eat like a pig, im not exaggerating...i just dont share their table manners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Took a lot of pics and were constantly being entertained by the kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Entertainer of the night award: Jun Chi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;If only he puts in as much effort in his studies as he did cracking us up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Our dear Mr Kat tried his hands at bbqing and he decided that he wanted to bbq some crabmeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;He ate like 2 before i took one from off the grill and popped it in my mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ewww..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Have you ever tasted crabmeat glazed with garlic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I hope you never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;He then laughed citing that he accidentally glazed the crabmeat with the garlic spread instead of the butter spread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I could have forgiven him as the two were in identical cups and they looked the same under the badly lit lampost if not for the fact that he could have smelled the 2 spread first!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I doubt he would have missed the garlicy smell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Later Kar Sien got so thirsty that he was complaining of dehydration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;He disappeared for like close to 1/2  and hr and emerged with 2 huge plastic bags of drinks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Of cos since i refused to accompany him (cos i was dead beat), and accounting for his vengeful nature, he made me join the kids for their night walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It was already 1130 when we began the night walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kinda fun but a lil scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We headed for the beach and Izmir went like..." Eh dun go that side..got swam"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Muhahhahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We all burst out laughing cos what he really meant was swamp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Then we got attacked by ferocious little sand flies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;God, they really felt nasty on the skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We headed back to the chalet after Pris and the kids went to look for some snakes (they found only mudskippers hahahaha), while Ming Hui, Kar Sien, our kids Si Min, Maryanne and Weisheng and myself waited by the pavement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Si Min, Maryanne and Weisheng were scaring themselves with ghost stories and made up sightings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;These kids just love to scare themselves and they are so good at it that it spills over into the classroom and they scare the teachers with their grades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I was so exhausted by the time we finally headed back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Something hilarious happened on the way home and i shall not embarrass Kar Sien by blogging about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Since he did send me all the way to my door steps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But it was like something that came out of a comedy show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Here are some meshed up pics of me and some of the kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sadali and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Izmir and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kwai Ga and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hafiz and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Our star footballer, Zahrul and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pris, Ming Hui, (i dunno her name but she is a relief teacher), Kar Sien and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/panorama2d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-116549725556586971?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/116549725556586971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=116549725556586971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116549725556586971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116549725556586971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/12/2d-bbq.html' title='2d bbq'/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-116523225538732586</id><published>2006-12-04T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T22:26:34.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Get me a new telcom company!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Good golly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Its such an insult to me that i just got to noe the latest news about my dear fren Ra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Im such a K.P.O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Starhub has once again proved to be highly f**ked up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Seems that Wens and Ra has been continually messaging me and yet they think i have gone awol on them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;"Ra, ________________________? Is _______________" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;"Ya babe, i told you the day ______________________ but you didnt reply."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;*Nat curses and swears at the stooopid telcom company*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;"Aiya! I was wondering why you had nothing to say la babe...Unusual behaviour from you la ha ha ha!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ra knows me too well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Finally made plans with Ra and Brat on Wed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I miss them so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I miss Tiffany too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I just so bad at keepin' in contact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I have like tons of work that i have kept at bay but i will need to submit my finalised SOW for sec1 and 2 hist by the 15th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ill be so busy then helping my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Shucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I totally forgot about the costumes i sent for sewing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Double shucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Arrrgh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Nvr...no need to panic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Noor can definitely accompany me to Geylang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Sucha dodgy place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;My dad has barred me from going there alone or even with Noor cos there were like so many Indo guys (they looked like illegal immigrants to me) hanging around and if they were to band together, not even my "hunky-dory" Noor would be able to take them on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;The last time we went, there were no signs of these illegalites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Thank God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Just getting those costumes sewn is gg to cost me a bomb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;You should see how Noor's face lit up in disbelief hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;It will set me back...oh...about $300 freaking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;What do they use to sew these days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Golden needles and threads?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Grrrrr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But i cant like air my grievances to my mummy cos she paid for those materials.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And that costs her about $300++.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;So thanks mummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Anyway I have no choice, my mum expect me to look my best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Not like im getting married...yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;*Noor always says, "Like mother, like daughter."*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I can tell that he is afraid...very afraid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Muahahhaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Okay so apart from Ra's TW and my impending bankruptcy, i recently learnt that one of my frens from uni and who also happens to be Noor's pri school fren is getting hitched in a couple of months' time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Not surprising if she was getting married to her bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But she's not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Her bf is also one of Noor's closest buddies and we both knew about their split in Jan this year. Was just chatting with Noor's mum and she told me that my fren was getting married. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;*Noor's mum is a fren of our fren's family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Noor's mum just wanted to see the reaction on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And she was like, "Kan terkejutkan Shasha?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;*trans: Shocking rite Shasha...she calls me shasha..hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I really cannot fathom how one could just give up on a relationship they have built on for like 7or 8 years (i think) and then find somebody else in like a few months after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I wouldnt know cos you cant simply judge and put a certain label on a person for his or her actions alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I sincerely hope she will find the happiness she seeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;****************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Okay so tmr's bowling day with my colleagues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Had actually wanted to bowl today after an over-excited Kar Sien rang me up at noon hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But too many missing kakis....Chin Fen's gone back to Penang, Yiyuan was somewhere in Malaysia when he smsed me, Pris and Ming Hui were busy preparing for 2D's chalet cos they are the outgg mentors and Benny had made plans already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Janne was missed when she couldnt join us for the session we had earlier this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;You must see Kar Sien bowl to believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Benny's can bowl pretty well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Cant say the same for me but i always try hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Plus after bowling, Kar Sien and I have to grace 2D's barbeque chalet with our royal presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Guan Yeow had earlier smsed me and reminded me to bring extra clothes "in case get pushed in."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I assume its into the pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;You see how scheming and yet not-so-smart 2D can sometimes be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I'll definitely steer clear away from the pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But then again they might just dunk water on us like 2B did on our Mr Kat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Whatever it is, im game cos ill get my revenge when i see them struggling in sec 3 next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Muhahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Revenge can be ultra-sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Okay i need to take a breather and watch these old vcds of Take That that i managed to uncover. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Gonna feast my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Good nite world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-116523225538732586?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/116523225538732586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=116523225538732586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116523225538732586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116523225538732586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/12/get-me-new-telcom-company-good-golly.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-116516710343469030</id><published>2006-12-04T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T22:34:18.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my cutie pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;img style="WIDTH: 377px; HEIGHT: 501px" height="558" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/nat/nat1/DSC00103.jpg" width="410" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Noor striking an almost cool pose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;His sense of fashion has improved leaps and bounds under my omnipresent eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I got him the top...nice rite *wink wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Must get him some more shirts esp since a lot of our frens are getting married beginning next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Can you believe his parents have already gotten several invitation cards for weddings in Dec 07!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Kiasu like hell man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Just look at him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;He's cute when he's not angry with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Period.&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/9537755-116516710343469030?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/116516710343469030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=116516710343469030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116516710343469030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116516710343469030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-cutie-pie.html' title='my cutie pie'/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-116516293447322689</id><published>2006-12-04T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T01:21:43.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a lovely day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A day for appreciatin' what im blessed with :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;As I rattle on, you will realise what my post is all about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I didnt put the title there for no reason rite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I totally forgot about my lunch date with wens and ra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I was feeling so bored that i actually called up Noor to entertain me.&lt;br /&gt;Its really STARHUB's fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Can you believe i just got brat's sms!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Its like 1230 am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Im sorry brat...ill make it up to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;**************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Accompanied Noor to his colleague's wedding in Bedok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A nice quaint affair which i liked very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Very simple, yet meaningful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So met a whole horde of his friends from work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I know about 5 or 6 of them already cos we actually went out for a karaoke session a few weeks ago, where i came back at like 4 am in the morning hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But it was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Now i know why Noor loves gg to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The guys are nice and terribly funny but one of their fiancee is super weird!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I wun do her any justice if i were to list down the weird things she does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Let's just say that im thankful i have Noor and Noor's thankful he has me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Im seldom pretentious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Have gotten more so since uni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So i just stuck to Noor and i refused to utter a single word to that weirdo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I can be so mean sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But you really cannot blame me, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We met with many of his other colleagues and they were looking so surprised that their dear Noor brought along his fiancee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I even caught one of them giving him a thumbs up, behind my back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Weirdos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The food was quite good and i had a generous helping cos i was so hungry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Im still a growing girl...growing horizontally...yikes!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;After the wedding reception, Noor and i decided to hang out at East Coast Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Finally got to see the cable ski park which was really enticing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Noor was particularly *itchy* to get on the wakeboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So was i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Kinda expensive but the cost shouldnt deter one so interested like Noor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He was ranting about how he wanted to mount the ramps and try some stunts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I burst his bubbles when i told him that he will need his own board to do stunts on the ramps cos it wasnt allowed if he was using the rental equipments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So we went to check out the price of the wakeboards and blimey, they are nearly 2 grand each!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Wohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Told him that i could get it for him, only if he promised me that it will be a sport that he's taking on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Not for leisure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Not for stunts only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He's still deciding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Think we'll come back for a try soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I have a nagging doubt that i would be able to even stand on the board, let alone balance on it once the cord yanks me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Falling on my face at about 30km/hr into saltwater will definitely not be a pretty nor painless sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We lazed around the beach and just sat and ate some ice-cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Suddenly i had an itch to take some photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We took some photos earlier in the day before we went to the wedding reception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hilarious shots i tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But very nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'll upload em as and when i feel like it hahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Then we headed to Orchard and window-shopped till we dropped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Gosh it was tiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Trying to beat the Orchard crowd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I hate people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Here's a picture we took just now, with Noor trying to fake a smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I hate it when he does that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And he knows it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Arrrgh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;If you have noticed, ive been doing modifications to the pics i post on my blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Kinda cool rite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Im so outdated hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;People have been doing this since yonks ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 452px; HEIGHT: 333px" height="392" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/nat/nat1/DSC00130slr.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I appreciate him for being there...not all the time, but when i need him most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I appreciate him for correcting me...when im wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I appreciate him for loving my strengths...and my flaws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I appreciate him for all the sacrifices...for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I appreciate his trust...especially when we are apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I appreciate God...for the love of my life.&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/9537755-116516293447322689?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/116516293447322689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=116516293447322689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116516293447322689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116516293447322689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/12/lovely-day.html' title='a lovely day!'/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-116511066439718922</id><published>2006-12-03T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T02:05:14.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kranjigradnite2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kranji Graduation Nite 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 396px; HEIGHT: 296px" height="545" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/kranjigrad062bw.jpg" width="521" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From clockwise direction: Yiyuan, Kar Sien, Benny, Nat, Chin Fen, Priscilla, Ming Hui and Janne.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Priscilla and Minghui are our dear contract teachers who would be leaving us soon for the sanctuary of NIE hahaha....i hope they come back cos they have been such great colleagues and frens to us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We were not the ones graduating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The sec 4s and 5s had their grad nite 6 daes ago on the&lt;/span&gt; 27th of Nov.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Orchard Hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Though the theme was world culture, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;no one turned up looking like a red indian, an eskimo or even donned on a scottish kilt armed with a bagpipe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Muahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I had guessed as much cos it only natural that everyone wanted to look their prettiest and "handsomest" (got such a word or not? hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I didnt have to drown myself in work that day so i went out with Noor in the morning and we kept each other company until ard 4 pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Wished he could have joined me cos i didnt want him to be so alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Anyways, i made my way home and decided that i didnt want to take the bus that the school had chartered for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So called up Chin Fen and we arranged to meet and go together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So nice to see Chin Fen dress up...soooo pretty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I had initially thought that i didnt wanna wear a dress cos Janne wasnt dressing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But after "consulting" my dear Chin Fen, i tot i might as well wear a friggin dress cos i'd already ironed it hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Traffic was bad, coupled with the incessant rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sooo many accidents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I actually saw a guy lying down on the ground, with his helmet still intact, unable to move after being hit by a car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Thats the second time already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Okay..happy thoughts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Saw a couple of my students in the lobby and i was like..."Weimun, you look like a girl!" hahahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Had to pose for so many pictures that i nearly got blind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I remembered my JC prom...it was similar to this but it was held at the Mandarin Hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Gosh...so many bad/funny things happened hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;It was definitely a nite of revelations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Thats another story for another time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The kids looked so grown up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Some of them had impeccable dress sense but i could have sworn i would have called up the fashion police on many of the kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;When dressing, i always go for simplicity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And with the occasionally accessories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Though i decided to go retro that nite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Or maybe im just boring or lack the eye for fashion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yeah, maybe that's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Retro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Errrmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I feel old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The food was quite good minus the tandoori lamb which made me almost puke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;They had a horrible horrible magician who goes by the misnomer KIKI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;With a name like that, who would take him seriously?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But the highlight of the night would have to be the host.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;He brings an all new meaning to the phrase "the host with the most"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;He is sooooo cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Learnt from Fazy (she's part of the grad committee) that he is one of Cleo's most eligible bachelor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Joshua Tan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;He looks more angmoh than anything else but with a superb tan. (he looks like Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson but far more better looking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ahhhhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;He was gyrating on stage and the girls were all screaming, me included.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The teachers at my table were once again reminded of how childlike and childish i can be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Oh so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But Noor is still way cuter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-116511066439718922?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/116511066439718922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=116511066439718922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116511066439718922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116511066439718922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/12/kranjigradnite2006.html' title='kranjigradnite2006'/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-116490011222787691</id><published>2006-11-30T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T02:08:40.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 535px; HEIGHT: 93px" height="125" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/goodfrensinkranji.jpg" width="678" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2D will love this hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i tot i make a panorama of myself and Kar Sien...one of my dearest colleague and fren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He is like one of the funniest guy on EARTH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Though his English is terrible..i know cos i have to keep on correcting him (an occupational hazard i must say hahaha), he comes up with really witty one liners which are just so out of this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Despite his "bad English",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He would always go the extra mile for a fren...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He accompanied me on the first day of ELDDS camp just 2 days ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But i had to pay a heavy price for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2 hrs of Mariah Carey's acting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But must say "Wise Girls" was definitely a million times better than glitter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And we stayed up to prepare instant noodles for some of my EL kids who suffered from hunger pangs at like 3 freaking am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Gosh! Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I had initially placed my sleeping bag near Fazlin's place but Mr Kat assured me that I didnt want to be sleeping there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;No need for second thoughts really hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So we decided to plonk ourselves in the middle of the staff room in full blast of the aircon!&lt;br /&gt;Gery came in soon after and i had a little chat with her while Kar Sien slept...actually our "little" chat lasted for an hour hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Gery, go and sleep lah...my eyes cant take this anymore...You got the exercise matress rite...Karsien and i got one each and Choon Wa took the last on one the chair."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Ermmm, actually those are my mats hahaha..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hahahaha...but Gery's sweet and thank god she had her sleeping bag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Cos i would have still fought for that sleeping mat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hehehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So back to Kar Sien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Don't you think he is such a nice guy? Hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So sweet...so ladies, he's 25 although he will have you think he is 24... single and available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;These pics were taken over 2 days during our annual strategic planning meeting held in Changi Hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Rather posh and a stark yet subtle contrast to the surrounding Changi Village area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We had our DISC profiling done on an earlier Monday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Its just this personal behavioural analysis test that categorises you into 4 dominant categories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Namely D-where one is dominant, direct....@ my dear EL HOD, Serene hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I- where one is highly interactive, hyper, flighty, insipiring...believe it or not, i fall under this category hahaha. So does Gery and Fazlin...all the drama mamas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;S- where you get the stable, cautious and one who has clearly defined directions and goals...Chin Fen and Yi Yuan...Chin Fen is a super super S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;C- where one is very pragmatic and precise, and vengeful...Kar Sien and Benny, both great eg of Cs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1st day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We had a full day of interactive and fun activities done to highlight the characteristics of these different types of individuals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The 2nd pic shows u a building of the future Kranji as envisioned by the groups of Is (there were 14 of us, compared to 5 Ds, and the bulk of the teaching staff fell under S and C)...and boy was it full of nonsense...we were just spontaneous, no task delegation, no colour coding...we just started and we found it hard to stop constructing....and to stop laughing hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We were more concerned about having fun than anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And so, we Is work that way hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You can imagine how Kranji ELDDS is being run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;With 3 extremely high Is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Muaaaahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And there's a "paparazzi" shot of Mr Kat hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Got him the cute alien plush cos just look at the uncanny resemblance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And anyway, it has "Im an alien" sewn on it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;How can i not ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2nd day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The first half of the day was all fun and games but after lunch we had our strategic planning with presentations from the various commitees and their plans for next year while the rest of us gave constructive feedbacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So i shall spare you details on the 2nd half of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;In the morning, we were placed into different groups and my group included Chin Fen, Ashley, Christabel, Mdm Tan and Amy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We had to make our way to 5 different stations around the Changi Village area and we had 2 hours to complete all the task.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;At each station, each group will be timed and the group with the fastest completion time will be ranked 1 at that particular station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So the winning team will be decided based on their performance at every individual station and not how long we took to get to every station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So we dilly-dallied...ahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We got to our first station, which was in the coffeeshop in Changi Village and we saw the station master, Cikgu Zainal who was eating lontong! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hahaha..he is one hilarious guy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We had to complete a string of 5 words using the names of food found in surrounding stalls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We were so good tat we didnt even have to move away from our spot while the rest of the groups searched the entire cofeeshop hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We completed it in the record time of 2 minutes ++.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Then off to Soon Kit's station where we had to pitch a tent while being blindfolded!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We managed to do it in 8 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I swear that Karen (from the other group) purposely stepped on one of my rods!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Eh...who's stepping on my rod???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Eh, not me ah! I never step on people's rod...*snigger snigger*" (Karen's unmistakable voice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hahahha...that could have easily shaved off another 2 minutes from our original timing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Then we got complacent...but i think we just had too many short people in the group!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We came to Kai Ming's toxic waste station and our task was to lift the volleyball (toxic waste) over the top pillar of this really high ceiling using only softball sticks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Of cos we tried and tried and we tried but we just couldnt get it over the freaking pillar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So we decided to put infinity as our timing hahahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Moving on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We got to Chee Ping's station where i didnt bother to even think cos it was such a mathematical situation we were in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Had to move people from 2 sides simultaneously to the opposite side, respectively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We got the initial 3 tries wrong but we soon got into the game and we finished it in 3 minutes...think we were the 2nd fastest group!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Last station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Maybelline's station where we had to cross over to the other side of a maze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We had to resort to a trial-and-error method and we were half-way there but it suddenly poured and we took shelter in one of the unoccupied chalets hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We resumed the game but we made Maybelline throw us a new set of route!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We were the fastest team to complete the station, clocking in at 2 minutes ++.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Guess, the only rotten station that we encountered was the toxic waste station!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And so our group came in 2nd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hoooray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We got back to the hotel and we got the white set of the Kranji drifit polo t-shirts for teachers. The black one was not yet ready so think we'll get that when school reopens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So we got down to the meeting proper and by the end of the day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i was in a not-so-good state of mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Our school deployment for 2007 was momentarily flashed on the screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Im no longer in ELDDS but in a new CCA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;NCC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And i finally have a CDC...im in the I &amp; E com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;That's short for innovation and enterprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I was not feeling good cos ill definitely miss my ELDDS kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So you can imagine how Noor had to console me when he came to pick me up in the afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He knew that there was only one thing that could console me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He led us to Vivo and he allowed me to pick 2 things i wanted to get for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I got myself a nice top from Pull &amp;amp; Bear but i couldnt find the nice mini skirt tat i was contemplating of getting the last time i was there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;U will believe me when i say that i have yet to wear the stuff Noor got for me the last time we went shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I went shopping after a meeting at Bugis just the other day and i got myself 4 dresses in all shapes and colours in a span of 2 hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Think i need help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I did feel better at the end of the day but i would still miss the kids esp after their great showing of their SYF performance in front of the P yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The P didnt even realise i was in the room then she turned around once again and was startled when she saw me and said, "Eh, Natasha...i didnt realise you were here...you look just like one of them (my kids)!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But good job guys....go for GOLD ya!&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/9537755-116490011222787691?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/116490011222787691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=116490011222787691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116490011222787691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116490011222787691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/11/2d-will-love-this-hahahai-tot-i-make.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-116489202054234179</id><published>2006-11-30T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T11:38:05.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take That!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahhhhh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally got to see the video for Take That's latest single!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Patience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beautifully sums up the 10 year wait...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahhhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Believe it or not, i do list down the things i want to see happening before the start of every year and think one that has to appear on every single one of my wishlists has to be the triumphant return of Take That! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, i was a groupie hahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But what the hell, i loooove them to bits!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it would have been better if good ole Robbie was part of it again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you noe esp after he cancelled his concert in Singapore which i was so looking forward to!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bluergh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mark Owen hasnt aged a bit...chooo cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sis will go berserk when i show her this later hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her ultimate dream guy happens to be "anything that looks and smiles like Mark Owen"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Too bad Rudy doesnt cut it though he is cute in his own spastic ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, enjoy the video....today rawks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JFhkhRZhDas"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JFhkhRZhDas&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Edited: Ahhhh!....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Im gg hysterical! i forgot how good Take That was LIVE! They sound so much better live!...Ahhhhh! Im like a 12 year old kid all over again! *bites nails* Ahhhhh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Hxv-M-PfhA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Hxv-M-PfhA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-116489202054234179?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/116489202054234179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=116489202054234179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116489202054234179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116489202054234179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/11/take-that-ahhhhhfinally-got-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-116470453969607419</id><published>2006-11-28T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T17:05:53.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He stole my heart! Hehehe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 422px; HEIGHT: 331px" height="515" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/Hamburglar.jpg" width="644" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-116470453969607419?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/116470453969607419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=116470453969607419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116470453969607419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116470453969607419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/11/he-stole-my-heart-hehehe.html' title='He stole my heart! Hehehe!'/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-116323589381760228</id><published>2006-11-11T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T11:12:08.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kranji Secondary Open House 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For those more visually inclined, im sorry but this is a blog entry with no pics watsoever hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did take a couple of pics of the history booth with some of my kiddies but its with Ms Koh so you'll have to wait till she pass it to moi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the 4th of Nov, Kranji had an open house to cater to the large number of parents who wanted to have a feel of the school and make an informed decision for the school selection exercise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was "selected" (cos im so good, obviously hahaha) to take charge of the booth together with Fazlin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So the 2 of us, being highly efficient, managed to put our creative juices together at the last minute (cos thats when they are most potent heh) and were able to come up with several games for the visitors to try their hands on. Of cos we had displays of our kids' work and a wide selection of textbooks and videos to exhibit too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had help from Fazy' kids, Shairah and Izzat oh and my dear Kwai Ga...Shairah was especially helpful and extremely patient with me...sucha sweet girl..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we had several games and quizes to test the kids and i was explaining to the parents what we really do in class and i had to convince them that history IS and not history WAS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wah, so deep rite hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Must say im a historian through and through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh ya, i saw Mrs Catherine Chan, my ever so fav hist teacher who taught me when i was in sec school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Upper sec...and since we were the only Exp class doing History, we had the distinction of being under the tutelage of a HOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was in NIE doing some seminar which i had to attend but i didnt have the privilege to have her as my facilitator though she did facilitate Auntie's class!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So i ran into her and she was like "Natasha...Mrs Chan! Ahhhhh!" in the ladies hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She went like..."you are a teacher now? What are you teaching?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"You guess?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She totally freaked out when i told her that i was teaching history and lit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Why didnt you apply to come back to Boon Lay Sec? I really need history teachers!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Told her i didnt noe that Boon Lay Sec had a shortage and if i knew i would have obviously preferred to go back to my alma mater. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So she asked me if i completed uni and stuff and she ended with a " you have made my day...i feel so gratified..all my hard work in class paid off afterall..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So heart-warming right?! Hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She passed me her name card and she forced me to keep in touch and if i ever needed materials or any sort of help, she assured me that i could count on her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A teacher's love for her students does trancends time and even after 12 years, she still wanted to see me do well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what great teachers are made of...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She still looks the same just less daunting than i remember...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was positively terrified of her man! The sound of her clicking heels were enuff to make me sink into my seat before i even caught a flutter of her red dress and scarlet-painted nails!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But she was an impactful teacher...something i aspire to be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But i wish to be something more too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to be able to inspire my kids...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An unrealisic dream? Perhaps...but not impossible...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-116323589381760228?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/116323589381760228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=116323589381760228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116323589381760228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116323589381760228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/11/kranji-secondary-open-house-2007-for.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-116309220426745223</id><published>2006-11-10T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T01:25:03.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Meet the Hashims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 398px; HEIGHT: 283px" height="479" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/HPIM0295.jpg" width="558" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Noor's parents came over my place today and of cos they had a nice time chatting about us and how Noor and i are perennially stuck at the hips hehehe...and they eventually sidetracked to talking about the paranormal. So there have been sightings. And ive seen some of it...scary but i really cant do much but to live with it. Im just glad that its just the area and not my house. Paranormal stuff outside the house is totally acceptable hahaha. Noor's mum insisted that i follow them jalan raya today so i dutifully tailed them. His parents are supernice and go out of their way to make me feel like im part of their family. I call this "the transition period" hehehe. Gosh, i have so much to blog about. So let me just list down the things i need to blog about before it slips my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;1. Jalan Raya with Noor's family...without Noor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;2. Kranji Open House 2007 (tis is for my kid, Sadali)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;3. Sec 2 Streaming Exercise...just typing this down makes my blood boil...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;That's about it...good nite world...&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/9537755-116309220426745223?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/116309220426745223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=116309220426745223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116309220426745223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116309220426745223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/11/meet-hashims-noors-parents-came-over.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-116280369463294090</id><published>2006-11-06T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T17:04:36.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wowee....</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 374px; HEIGHT: 510px" height="575" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/DSC00040-1.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-116280369463294090?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/116280369463294090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=116280369463294090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116280369463294090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116280369463294090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/11/wowee.html' title='Wowee....'/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-116278260387280477</id><published>2006-11-06T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T17:08:42.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;With nothing else to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;For those in the know, i have been slated as an invigilator for the entire duration of the 'O' levels examinations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I cant tell you how ridiculously bored that makes me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Honestly speaking, i rather be the one sitting for the paper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I take that back hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Least, i have the "freedom of movement" to qoute Gery and Fazy hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This means im not required back in school during the entire month of November.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But i love school too much hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Anyway, we have to be back for the staff retreat and work plan review.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Gotta meet my HOD for work review too...ill just tell her i sux and my kids will be more than willing to attest to that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Congrats to my sayang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You sooo deserve it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Of cos, he was in a good mood and since am an opportunist (to a large extent sometimes hahaha), I dragged him down to Vivo City on Saturday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We didnt managed to go up the padeo the other time cos the haze was so bad but the view is fantastic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He got me my 3rd pair of Crocs and something from GAP (ran into Wens and her "lover" Hsia Yi hahaha and on a more worthy note hehe, i finally get to buy their stuff in Singapore and not have to go online to get them like i used to...i hear Ra cheering too heh) and this cute dispenser thingee from one of the avant garde shops. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I find my old pair of Cayman ugly but its pretty ugly...get it? No? Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sayang looks good in his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My second pair was also a gift from Noor...or rather, i coerced him into getting one for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My mum has been screaming...as if that will stop me from getting more shoes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Muaahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I still have like this pair of red shoes which i got while shopping with Auntie, Ra and Wens a few months back which i have yet to wear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I totally blame it on the compulsive stashing disorder that i have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My good frens noe that i have like at least 10 pieces of clothing or several pairs of shoes at any one time which have not seen the light of day yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And once again, becos of this medically proven disorder which i suffer from, i got myself another pair of cute wedges last week after dinner at Seoul Garden (Bugis) with non other than Ra and Wens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Apart from my apparent disorder, do you see another pattern emerging???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hehehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But alas, they ran out of my size so i opted to pay for it first and collect them at a later date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;No problems there hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Do the math and as of today, i have 3 pairs of new footwear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*Noor just continues to shake his head...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We popped by Bugis to collect my shoes and do some minor shopping at Bugis Street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Got myself some new earrings and Noor got himself some stuff too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We had actually wanted to go to the Airport to try the new halal fast food place..think the name is Popeye or something like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But i remembered that Noor have been wanting to try the Nasi Ayam Penyet since like forever so we went to Changi Village instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And boy was it worth it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The bloody thing was darn nice! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It was a gastronomic delight for me but Noor was experiencing a lil' bit of a problem...it was too hot for him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The poor thing was pespiring profusely. Sure it was hot, but i was a picture of calmness hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He was so "paiseh" when i was wiping his sweat from off his face and neck :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I just had to rub it in when i finished my chicken rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Im done...and not a single drop of sweat!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ive got invigilation later...uuurgh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&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/9537755-116278260387280477?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/116278260387280477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=116278260387280477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116278260387280477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116278260387280477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/11/with-nothing-else-to-do-for-those-in.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-116219575502214985</id><published>2006-10-30T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T16:12:18.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/1600/bdaecard.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/320/bdaecard.0.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Loss and Gain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Im OoooLD...My bday has come and gone. Still waiting for my prezzies from Wens, Ra and my bdae buddy in school hahahha. Noor gave me such a nice surprise early in the morning. He crept into the carpark at ard midnite and placed the card and gift neatly on the seat. So when i was abt to head for work early the next morning, i was pleasantly surprised...He is soooooooo sweet...love him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-116219575502214985?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/116219575502214985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=116219575502214985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;And so is my black hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had a roaring good time with my parents yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dyed my hair jet black. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dyed my mum's hair jet black.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dyed my dad's hair jet black.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's just say that my parents had to pay a very high price in a desperate attempt to disguise their old age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sis, bro and I were practically rolling all over the floor when we realise the product of Nat's hair-dyeing artistry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But they look nice after washing the dye from off their faces hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cant say the same for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Think ill be trying to look goth for the next few months hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-116097746573669797?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/116097746573669797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=116097746573669797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116097746573669797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116097746573669797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/10/black-is-back-and-so-is-my-black-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-116072467604220779</id><published>2006-10-13T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T15:31:16.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/1600/HPIM0103_50_50.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/200/HPIM0103_50_50.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Love, love, love....&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/9537755-116072467604220779?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/116072467604220779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=116072467604220779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116072467604220779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116072467604220779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/10/love-love-love.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-116071396569006053</id><published>2006-10-13T10:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T15:43:34.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;To trust is hardest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When does one go awry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Why does one stop loving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Why does one stop caring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When does one say enough is enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Why is trust extremely hard to gain and yet so easily lost?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I feel for a tortured human soul, who is on the verge of giving up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My words of sympathy will do little to quell its anguish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;As beautiful as love is, the mangled remains of a love lost disturbs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Let not my love end the same way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-116071396569006053?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/116071396569006053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=116071396569006053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116071396569006053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116071396569006053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/10/to-trust-is-hardest-when-does-one-go.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-116035959598504552</id><published>2006-10-09T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T10:06:36.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/1600/HPIM0223_50.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marking Hell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A picture does say a thousand words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im still lacking 3 sets of compo cos they are with Fazzy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Managed to slog thru 4 classes of history during the weekend cos Noor had to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Didnt meet my target of completing 5 stacks though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And then 2 more stacks of NA history papers and that ought to do it for history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For History.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And i have 6 stacks of English compo to mark by this weekend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then I'll be &lt;em&gt;history&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mood: Hungry and Frustrated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/1600/HPIM0221_50.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/320/HPIM0221_50.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-116035959598504552?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/116035959598504552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=116035959598504552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116035959598504552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/116035959598504552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/10/marking-hell-picture-does-say-thousand.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-115975265323003539</id><published>2006-10-02T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T10:30:53.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im feeling happpppppiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee todae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life is wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For now at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im gg shopping later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And i sooo deserve it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And guess whose card i have in my dainty lil' hands?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hehehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Noor's working, so im shopping on his behalf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy, happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-115975265323003539?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/115975265323003539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=115975265323003539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115975265323003539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115975265323003539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-feeling-happpppppiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiie.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-115873974227157391</id><published>2006-09-20T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T16:26:45.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A day out with my Noor &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(well okay, a few days out hahahaha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We went to Ikea during the last weekend and i managed to choke up a handsome 3 digit bill...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Got some stuff for the office...for my dear colleagues as well as well as for myself. And lookie...i got myself a cute blue octupus...technically it cant be an octupus cos it only has like 5 tentacles..plus its blue hahaha but its still cute! Tot i'd put it on my table but i already have a big yellow banana (which most of my colleagues found vulgar tsk tsk...) adorning it. So....got Noor to pose with it hahaha. The second pic was taken when we went to Desaru for the holidays...nice rite? NOT! got you for a moment there rite! Hahahaha. I was actually at East Coast for a sandcastle workshop...if only i have kids heeee...now ive got to complete my history e-o-y paper with Fazzie. What is that woman still doing? It's 4++ and im still at the office. Usual knock off time: 630 pm. Damn tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Message : Happy bdae Vernon and get lots of rest Sim Lin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/nat/DSC00263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="226" alt="" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/nat/DSC00263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/nat/DSC00256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/nat/DSC00256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/nat/DSC00262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/nat/DSC00262.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/9537755-115873974227157391?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/115873974227157391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=115873974227157391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115873974227157391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115873974227157391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/09/day-out-with-my-noor-well-okay-few.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/nat/th_DSC00263.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-115851262568881522</id><published>2006-09-18T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T08:34:03.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Teachers' Day to me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had a marvelous first teachers' day! The kids really blew me away...u guys can be so sweet :) Here's to many more Teachers' Day ahead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/nat/HPIM0163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/nat/HPIM0163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The two pseudo princesses on board the bus home from a highly entertaining Teachers' Day Lunch at the Malay Village hahahaha. Who'd ever guess we were once mentor and mentee...love her to bits!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/nat/HPIM0154.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Nat and Janne...she's such a noiiice fren...yes, i have very nice colleagues...hehehe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/nat/HPIM0168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/nat/HPIM0168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A gift from one of my boys Qiheng of 2D...he was so coy about the gift hahahaha. It was at though he did not want anyone to see him passing anything to me hehehe. I have one of these coolers, Yiyuan has one, Benny has one, Gery and Faz has 2 each. Lucky Gery had the freaking pink one! (Why cant i get the pink one???? Hmmph!) But no one...and i mean no one can top Kar Sien's...cos like a magician, he pulled out like 6 of the exact same coolers from under his table! hahahhaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/nat/HPIM0170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/nat/HPIM0170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is from one of my girls, Kar Yien of 1D. Like all my girls in 1D, i find them so cute! I dunno if you can make out the words but Yiyuan almost laughed his head off when he read it hahahha....idiot!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/nat/HPIM0169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/nat/HPIM0169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have forgotten who gave me this...but i really like it....so cute rite!!! It's sitting pretty on my table now :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/nat/HPIM0175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/nat/HPIM0175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Of the many gifts i got, this has got to be my favourite! ( I had tons of chocs, flowers and many smalll trinkets...the chocs have long been gobbled up hahaha) From Kwai Ga of 2D. She gave me an additional card with this laminated "report card". The message on the card strangely resembled one of the history question i gave them in class, though the subject matter has been altered drastically heh. "Do you agree that Ms Natasha is a good history teacher?" hahahhahaha and of cos to be politically correct, she agreed to a large extent...hahahahahaha! Love, love, love this "report card"...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-115851262568881522?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/115851262568881522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=115851262568881522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115851262568881522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115851262568881522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-teachers-day-to-me-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/nat/th_HPIM0163.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-115738012023563350</id><published>2006-09-04T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T22:28:40.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Condolences&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Steve Irwin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;44&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I started loving crocodiles cos of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a sad day for animal lovers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God Bless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-115738012023563350?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/115738012023563350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=115738012023563350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115738012023563350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115738012023563350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/09/condolencessteve-irwin44i-started.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-115475886979145453</id><published>2006-08-05T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T22:50:34.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A step before taking the plunge...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;My heartiest congrats to a couple of my frens who are gg engaged...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;My dear sis Nad...love you so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Fizah....my childhood fren...we attended kindergarten and sec school together....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Zanna and Marican....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;And my cuz, Kak Huda who is gg to &lt;em&gt;sanding &lt;/em&gt;next weekend...which is weird cos she had already solemnised her wedding like 2 mths back hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&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/9537755-115475886979145453?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/115475886979145453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=115475886979145453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115475886979145453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115475886979145453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/08/step-before-taking-plunge.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-115432946019955765</id><published>2006-07-31T13:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T22:50:04.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Panda Nat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I have NO life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Even my weekends are spent marking and devising lessons for my students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Noor has been complaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Well you cant blame him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I made him staple my students' work over dinner while i mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So much for spending quality time together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I have a treasure trove of unmarked "jewels" under my desk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yes, under my desk...becos ignorance is bliss hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Im in my office rite now, refusing to do work cos im sooo tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And i only have 60% of workload cos im a BT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I just wanna sleep and never wake up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i cant help but feel that im so underpaid...so underpaid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Even with honours, im still feel that im severely short-changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;If it wasnt for the love for my charges, i dun think im gg to stay long in the profession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;This sentiment is shared by many of my friends who are in the same line. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;But i loooove teaching new things to my kiddies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Today 2D was very engaged in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I appreciated ur undivided attention 2D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I noe you are tired but you made the effort to be attentive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Kudos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mr Kat was very impressed with your behaviour today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Wish you would be as attentive during his Chemistry lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mr Kat is my dear colleague who wanted to sit in my lesson and observe the way i teach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My 2D have managed to collectively weaved a marvelous tale of us being a couple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;They even greeted me as Mrs Kat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Of cos being the semi-disciplinarian that i was, i didnt put up with their nonsense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Though they occasionally get on my nerves, i really do like my sec 2 classes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;On another note, i finally got some good quotations for the wedding reception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Haiz..poor sayang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;We are trying to see if we could eliminate the unnecessary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Will still cost him a bomb though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My mum loves him like her own son. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;She goes ard boasting about how he is such a fillial son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Gosh hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And she "endearingly" calls him "Laki kau" haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Trans: My husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&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/9537755-115432946019955765?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/115432946019955765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=115432946019955765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115432946019955765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115432946019955765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/07/panda-nat-i-have-no-life.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-115399240162452713</id><published>2006-07-27T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T17:30:43.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 316px; HEIGHT: 223px" height="1187" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/DSC00061.jpg" width="1632" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Been a while since i uploaded a photo of sayang and me. This is us a few months back when we "hijacked" his sister's car and pretended to own it for 3 days hahaha. Pathetic...i noe. Anyway, you dun have to look far and wonder why i have such an expression on my face...Noor kept irritating me cos he went snapshot-crazy that day (he usually has to be coaxed gently into posing for a photo). He's pretending to be shocked....but its just not working for me hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/9537755-115399240162452713?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/115399240162452713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=115399240162452713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115399240162452713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115399240162452713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/07/been-while-since-i-uploaded-photo-of.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-115399189330516278</id><published>2006-07-27T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T17:37:21.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My heart bleds...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My 2A kiddies did pretty well in general for their common test, esp after its been a year since they were "Historified"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And all of them passed :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;However, some of my kids are were visibly disturbed with their grades. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One even shed some tears...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Their passion for history shows...but for some, its the grades that matter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Either way, i fully emphatise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gosh...i feel so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe its my fault...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dunno what to think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What i do know is that things can only get better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I really believe i can do so much more to help them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ms Nat now has a new resolution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We can do it....Ganbatte ne!&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/9537755-115399189330516278?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/115399189330516278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ramblings of a bored teacher...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the staff room, at my table. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its my super free day today cos ive only got 2 periods to teach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the teacher's dictionary, free period more often than not, refers to 40 minutes of non-stop marking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The things i do for my kiddies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im in the midst of trying to collate the marks for my sec2 kiddies' hist common test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Must say, im feel like rather good cos they did better than expected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe the paper i set was too simple?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So kids, what Ms Nat &lt;em&gt;infers&lt;/em&gt; is that she will have to set a more challenging paper at the end of the year :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Really looking forward to all the "wonderful", "enlightening" and sometimes out-of-this-world answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still thinking about it...financing and budgeting is so not my cuppa tea.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-115388428543176935?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/115388428543176935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=115388428543176935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115388428543176935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115388428543176935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/07/ramblings-of-bored-teacher.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-115358345575019797</id><published>2006-07-22T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T22:51:57.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;NIE graduation'2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/1600/HPIM0054.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/320/HPIM0054.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;With ma parents...Daddy was sweet enuff to take a whole day's leave just to attend my function...rite! hahahaha. After the ceremony, he went shopping with Mummy courtesy of moi sob sob. And yet again, my graduation was punctured with disappointment cos Noor wasnt able to make it...As usual, he had work commitments but he did promised him a gift. So i was consoled. Hehehe! What can i say, im easily bought over :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/1600/HPIM0044.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/320/HPIM0044.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Here i am, giving in to my usual narcissistic impulses cos i was soooooo bored waiting for my 5 seconds of fame on stage. When it came to receiving my scroll, the deans and principals on stage were whispering to one another, pointing out at me (was it my hair colour???, my stilletoes maybe???) and i even heard two of them go like..."ooooh, look her..." Scary. Wondered what they were talking about hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/1600/HPIM0058.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/320/HPIM0058.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Wens and myself after we have "shed" our ugly gowns. Some of us drove down to Baghdad street and grabbed some delectable lunch at one of the restaurants. (cant remember the name of the restaurant). For the rest of the day, i walked around Suntec and Marina with my stilletoes off hahahaha. I think i might have started off a trend cos later, i spotted a few angmohs walking barefooted around the mall. I didnt attract much attention lest you count this bemused Malay guy who kept nugdging his gf to give me a second look cos he noticed that my stilletoes were in my hand and not on my feet hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I managed to splurge on chocolates and even bought Noor this adorable fireman candy which came in a bottle resembling a fire extinguisher! Hehehehe...he absolutely loved it :o What a nice fiancee i am...*Nat gives herself a pat on the back*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Later we were joined by the rest of the gang at Marina to catch Pirates. I literally screamed out when Johnny blasted his way out of the coffin, much to the embarrassment of auntie and the rest of the gang hahahaha. He's just way toooo beautiful not to scream at...the only guy i noe who looks good with eyeliner. (sorry Taufiq Batisah fans!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pirates was hilarious! The movie, as i'd sum it up, is all about the men- jilted men to be exact hahaha. A fantastic end to another great milestone in my otherwise uneventful life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;On another note, the date has been set, preparations are under way..but it wun be anytime tis year cos i have to make way for my sis first. (see, im sucha unimportant family member hahaha) Now to get my sis outta my house at the end of the year hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;P.S: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;My school celebrated racial harmony day with a bang. We had the Cultural Fiesta Night where the kids came in soo many different outfits. We had mummies, we had arabs, we had pirates, we had victorians, we had koreans, we even had the 3 musketeers! And i had to represent the humanities dept for the Teacher's parade together with Maybelline. Of cos we got sabo-ed by our dear HOD, Mrs Ram. The two of us paraded around doing the royal wave (cupping the air with our hands) hahahaha. It was hilarious. Faz and Gery found us extremely amusing. And yes, Gery was in an extremely good mood cos her IB won the folkdance segment for the sec 1s and cos my CCA has been finalised and im in ELDDS. Yey! And with that, im officially her "slave" hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;To 1B, congrats my dears...you all danced great....you have made me a proud "mummy"! A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;well deserved win!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;To 2A, though i slogged hard for the past 2 days trying to learn the dance steps and managed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;to gloriously embarrass myself dancing in front of the entire school yest, i am glad that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you guys were named the sec 2 folkdance champs! Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;To 1A, you guys were great too...though you came in 2nd, you should all be proud of yourself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and instead of being disappointed, take pride in the fact that you guys did your best! I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;so proud of you...i really am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-115358345575019797?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/115358345575019797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=115358345575019797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115358345575019797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115358345575019797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/07/nie-graduation2006-with-ma-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-115254187225039081</id><published>2006-07-10T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T22:32:48.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/1600/cannavaro1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/320/cannavaro1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; CANNAVARO FOR PRESIDENT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;To my 2D, i hate to say this but i TOLD you so :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Hehehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Good thing i didnt have to swallow my pride and hand out chocs to 2D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Italy won!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;To Kay who was taunting me the entire nite esp after Italy was down by 1 goal in the 8th minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;My condolences bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;My Italian stallions were all out in full force...never a doubt in my mind that they will win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Zizou...i forgive you for that moment of madness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;In the words of my dear colleague Faz, "crazy or what?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Heard several good news today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Italy won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Oh, i mentioned that already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I think i'll repeat it just for kicks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Italy won!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Congrats my dear...you deserve all the happiness in the world. Im so happy for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Ive finally completed marking my virgin batches of English assignments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Compo and Compre included.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;All 80 scripts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Must thank Siew Chin for nominating me as timekeeper for the 'N' level el oral examination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Not only do i get da extra income, i get to concentrate on my marking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;As marking goes, the end never seems to be in sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I concede that its an occupational hazard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;So my school is not gg to celebrate racial harmony day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;They have decided to call it International Nite instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The kids are gg to perform some street dance and do a lil' folk dancing as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Its part of their academic curriculum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;There goes the beautiful punjabi suit i had specially tailored in anticipation of racial harmony day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Hmph!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Spent my Sunday with Noor,my sis and her bf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Drove to Suntec. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Took us one entire hour!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;No thanks to Rudy - the direction idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Was so tempted to get him DIRECTIONS for DUMMIES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Noor got me my mini SD card and a nice belt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Im a spoilt brat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Im just waiting for payday...BONUS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Gg to go on a euphoric-table-decorating mode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;My new table in the staff room seriously lacks colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Waiting for the school's laptop cos i cant bear using my personal lappie anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Its too precious to be mangled and mishandled by my kids in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Hahahahha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I am most probably gg to get that old dinosaur of a laptop but i dun care cos its for use in school anyways .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;My heart aches seeing the way Faz manhandles her new MOE-sponsored Fujitsu lappie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;She used to have the old dinosuar until a week back cos of us BTs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Ahhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Before i forget....Happy Bdae Hema baby! (her bdae's on wed hahahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Love ya....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Im gg to try to mark the 1C's and 1D's newspaper reflections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I doubt i can survive the first few scripts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Gg to concuss soon....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Graduation on Thursday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;No clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;No teaching for the whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Estatic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Hehehehe.&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/9537755-115254187225039081?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/115254187225039081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=115254187225039081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115254187225039081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115254187225039081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/07/cannavaro-for-president-to-my-2d-i.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-115069957556378271</id><published>2006-06-19T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T14:46:15.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;The return of der Fuhrer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"Auntie" Evelyn just got back from the States this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Of cos the first person she called was me...her darling Nat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I think i was the first person she called hahaahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Seems like she had so much fun in Las Vegas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;She got to stay at the Venetian!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I saw that place the other day.....on tv!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;She spent an obsence amount of money buying all the different brands you can think of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;She didnt manage to get me my Victoria Secret stuff cos she couldnt find the boutique...so sad but nvm, i can get Tiffany to get me those things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;She did get me chocolates though! Yey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;And she got to fly over the Grand Canyon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Hate the woman.&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/9537755-115069957556378271?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/115069957556378271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=115069957556378271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115069957556378271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115069957556378271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/06/return-of-der-fuhrerauntie-evelyn-just.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-115069855475597887</id><published>2006-06-19T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T14:32:27.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, oh, now for the reason why i needed a massage...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I had to chaperone the Sports Students Commitee for their leadership camp last wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It was a 3 day 2 nite thingee at Moe Jalan Bahtera Adventure Camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Since the entire P.E. department of Kranji is made up of only guys, they enlisted my help to look after the girls during the camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So yes, i was the only female teacher around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Noor was nice enough to send me to the super-ulu campsite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;He's rather familiar with the place cos that's where he had one of his OCS navigation exercises during his ns days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Now i know why that place was choosen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Pitch black with no lamposts leading into the site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Whole armies of stray dogs lining the street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Noor said that its the kind of place where if you die, no one will know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;As if that wasnt bad enough, i was presented with yet another predicament.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;As soon as i arrived,one of my colleagues, Mike, took the liberty of showing me my room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"You have the luxury of having the room all to yourself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;A smiled flashed across my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;That smile was quickly wiped out when the door to the room opened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;As fast as my eyes could scan the room, i counted 8 empty beds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Actually they were double-decked but still, 8 empty beds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;My little heart started screaming away but of cos i managed to put on a composed front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I turned to Mike and he saw the expression on my face and started laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I asked him a rather silly qn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"So Mike, who are sleeping in other 7 beds?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;He laughed again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I seriously wanted to shrivel away and die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Looking back at it, it was damn funny lah hahahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The first person i called was Noor, followed by Ra and Wens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;They all found the predicament im in terribly funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Not for the person who had to endure 2 nites in a room full of empty beds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;During dinner, all the teacher sat together and we chatted and they heard about my room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sun Kiat, was like " dun worry, you definitely wun be alone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hahahhahahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The idea of sleeping with unseen beings is not my way of getting a good nite's sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I asked Andy if i could get a few of the girls to sleep with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thanks god for my two senior girls, Weiman and Yong Jia who agreed to sleep in my room cos they heard that it was air-conditioned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hahahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;However, i spent the first nite sleeping on my own because the two girls kept going in and out of the room to prepare for the sec 2's circuit training at 330 am in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Those poor sec 2s were tricked into believing that they had until 6 am to rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So efffectively, i spent the entire nite in the room on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Surprisingly, i wasnt scared at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;There was no tingling feeling running down my spine, no sudden rush of wind in my hair, no mystical voices calling out my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The second day saw the sec 2s leaving for home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Which meant that there were only about 20 odd students left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We did the high element activities and went kayaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I had so much fun kayaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The instuctor though that i was one of the students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Took me a good 5 minutes to convince him that im the teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Finally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"You...the teacher? Seriously?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Yes, im the teacher, seriously."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hahahahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The kayaks we had were the open top ones, different from the enclosed one im used to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;But this one allowed you to sit, lie, stand on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We were made to stand on our kayaks, do a cheering routine while still standing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;In the middle of the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Then came the dreaded capsizing drill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The stupid pfd was more like a strangling jacket than it was a life jacket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So the kids had fun making me wet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;They are sucha a fun loving bunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The kind of students that would make me love to wake up in the early mornings to come to school and teach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Alas, we rarely get students like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hahahhaha.&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/9537755-115069855475597887?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/115069855475597887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=115069855475597887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115069855475597887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115069855475597887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-oh-now-for-reason-why-i-needed.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-115069390367039659</id><published>2006-06-19T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T13:11:43.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Feeling much better...thanks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Was up till 2am watching the Brazil-Aussie match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What has happened to Ronaldo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Aiiiiiii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The first half was horrible! Almost unwatchable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The Brazillian lacked their usual samba-styled soccer, while the Aussies' jersey made the match seemed like it was the Brazillians against the entire World Cup Referee squad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My sis was like..."Kak, where is the referee?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;True to &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; own World Cup tradition, I have come up with a list of soccer cuties deserving of my adoration throughout the tournament.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Argentina's Lionel Messi...ooooooooohhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Brazil's Kaka....aaaaaaaaaaahhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Japan's Nakata...haaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Guys watch soccer cos according to them it's a "beautiful game."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I personally watch soccer for the beautiful guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Im not into Cheena looking guys...except Nakata of cos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sorry Ra, but i totally disagree with your infatuation with "pretty" Ahn Jung Hwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Buta ke? Trans: Are you blind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I did watch the earlier match between Japan and Croatia with Noor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;He had work today so he couldnt stay for the Brazil- Australia match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The fact that he fell asleep on my couch is telling of how exciting the game was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Very.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ******************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ra got us the Robbie William concert tixs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Woooooohoooooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Thats probably one of the very few things that will keep me gg from now till November.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Been agonising over how to teach my lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Im currently adopting the passive stance towards my work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yes, i have many different stances which i have perfected over the years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Though im History and Lit trained, i have been tasked to teach History and ELang due to the severe lack of ELang teachers in Kranji.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hopefully, i dun have to teach the latter next year owing to the simple fact that i have no apptitude in it whatsoever, i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No, no, no. I know it for a fact!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Who can blame me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;One thing's for sure, i'll just have to slog it out till the end of the year and pray that everything will go well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I sincerely doubt it though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;In the words of Yoda, a journey fraught with perils i forsee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Guess i'll have to take things in my stride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;If things do go bad, I'll just have to think of Ra and the kind of hell she must be gg through in her school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Or of Wens with her hair standing on ends, fuming with contempt for her kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then i will definitely feel better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This is what you call, making yourself feel better at the expense of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hahahhahahahhahaha.&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/9537755-115069390367039659?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/115069390367039659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=115069390367039659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115069390367039659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/115069390367039659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/06/feeling-much-better.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-114960788214839808</id><published>2006-06-06T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:31:22.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My paternal grandad passed away at 5pm today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;His body is still in the hospital morgue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Im a lil' upset...so ya...&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/9537755-114960788214839808?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/114960788214839808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=114960788214839808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/114960788214839808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/114960788214839808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-paternal-grandad-passed-away-at-5pm.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-114942358577382536</id><published>2006-06-04T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T20:38:36.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/1600/natthinkin1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/320/natthinkin1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; Dun i look like crap? It was taken a few months back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Hahahaha. Very sleepy....*yawns*&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/9537755-114942358577382536?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/114942358577382536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=114942358577382536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/114942358577382536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/114942358577382536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/06/dun-i-look-like-crap-it-was-taken-few.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-114941809905811686</id><published>2006-06-04T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T19:56:28.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My sayang has a god damn huge ulcer in his mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Trust me when I say it's huge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;5 days on and the ulcer hasn't shown the faintest signs of receding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This even after a visit to the doctor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;According to Noor the doc gave him the "...wah lau, ulcer also want to see doc meh...this must be another one of those seeking to buy mc..." kinda look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;After she saw that gigantic ulcer at the side of his tongue, she went like...."Ohhhhh ya ha....erm, do you need mc?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hahahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Noor has difficulty eating, esp when it comes to swallowing stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I feel for him but im thinking revenge is really sweet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I remembered how Noor, without exercising any sensitivity at all, bought char kuey (those esp hard ones) while i was in excruciating pain, no thanks to my wisdom tooth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hai...in the words of my chemical romance...3 cheers for sweet revenge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hehehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Despite being in pain, we managed to catch the DISMAL soccer (they call that soccer?!!!) match between the Singapore Lions (kittens more like it) and Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;As you can imagine, i have lots to say about this outing to the National Stadium. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I did enjoy looking at Noor's facial expressions throughout the match though hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So here's a low down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Singapore won 3-2 through a penalty shoot out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pure luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;That Precious guy should pack up and go back to his country of origin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;That guy donning on the number 2 jersey (dun noe his name) should seriously consider looking for a day job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ahmad Latiff and Indra Shahdan were the only 2 working their butts off to try and punch a hole in the Malaysian defense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Horrible, horibble match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We went to auntie's shop yesterday with the full intention of only surveying the cost of changing the scram's tail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And naturally, we came out of the shop nearly 2 hrs later with a newly installed tail complete with stickers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It looks good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hehehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Im still seriously thinking about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can afford it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So what is stopping me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wait, i dun need it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Urgh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If i got posted a lil' further, it mite have provided that impetus i need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;As it is, i'm gg back to Kranji Sec and it's a good thing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I love it there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just that, i now have no reasons whatsoever to splurge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hmph!!!&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/9537755-114941809905811686?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/114941809905811686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=114941809905811686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/114941809905811686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/114941809905811686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-sayang-has-god-damn-huge-ulcer-in.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-114935534799186738</id><published>2006-06-04T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T18:19:06.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;So long and goodnight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/1600/Amirans%20Grill%20dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/320/Amirans%20Grill%20dinner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The graduating class of 2005/2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;It's kinda surreal...especially since Prac is over. Our entire dip programme was geared towards preparing us for that dreaded two months of actual teaching. Now that it's over, it feels kinda good. I can look back at my prac and boldly declare that "it wasnt as bad as i had imagined it to be..." Can't say the same for Ra though... if you ask me, her ct deserves that Singapore Caskets voucher Chris proposed hehehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So we ended our last history session with a dinner at Amirah's Grill. We carpooled and since i was one of Auntie's posse, i landed in her mpv. Auntie is one tough woman...she actually fought for her parking space and won! "...Want to challenge with auntie....hmph!" Hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Amirah's Grill serves the best Lebenese food i tell you...The KG gang heaved a heavy sigh of relief when the class unanimously gave a thumbs up for the delish buffet cos we recommended the place. You see, Uncle gave us a treat there after our very successful fieldtrip :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I wasn't feeling like a million bucks that's for sure cos i had a temperature of 39.3 degrees the day before. The good doctor gave me mc but being the stubborn mule that i am, i made my way to class - during the course of which , i had most probably infected several of my classmates hahahaha. Though im certain that i didnt give you your headache Wens...The lil' brat thinks headaches are contagious...since when i ask!!! I have weird friends. I was soooo hot ( in all sense of the word as my students would have you think hahaha) that i developed pus in my right ear...yuck! I have never wanted to die more...It was Black Tuesday for me. But i survived, thanks to Noor who nursed me back to health...he's so sweet...sooo sweet...&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/9537755-114935534799186738?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/114935534799186738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=114935534799186738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/114935534799186738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/114935534799186738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-long-and-goodnight.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-114813148049387426</id><published>2006-05-20T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:58:24.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Lunch Buffet at the Bendahara House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/320/Image%28543%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; suppose to eat grass instead of the rendang at the Bendahara House after my unstoppable jibes at uncle during our fieldtrip module last sem hahahaha. And that includes Chin Chye. Alas, that poor dear was still recovering from the news of his posting back to his practicum school...poor Chin Chye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I literally made a grand entrance hahahaha cos when i burst through the door, all my "subjects" were seated awaiting my arrival. They will tell you that was only because i was late! hahaha. The best dish there had to be the spicy stingray (no offence uncle but the rendang wasnt as fantastic as you purported it to be hehehe) The ambience was great though..uncle even suggested that i have my wedding there. All i can say is my parents are very Malay so its the void deck for me hahahahhaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;While the rest were busy chatting, i was busy posing for my camera. So it's an ugly photo, who cares :). Had my hair trimmed and highlighted nearly 2 weeks back. I wanted blond streaks but after exercising basic common sense, i decided against it. Why? Im a teacher for goodness sake, cant make it too obvious. It's just something i have to live with i guess but im sure there are ways around these things....*grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/1600/Image(544).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/320/Image%28544%29.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/9537755-114813148049387426?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/114813148049387426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=114813148049387426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/114813148049387426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/114813148049387426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/05/lunch-buffet-at-bendahara-house-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-114598184145596387</id><published>2006-04-26T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T00:28:02.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/1600/index_cont_vaio-fj68gp_pho_new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7041/698/320/index_cont_vaio-fj68gp_pho_new.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello peeps, i know i know. I deserve to be spanked for my dwindling attention towards my blog. Blame it on practicum. Glad that it is coming to end next week. 10 long weeks but my kids have been superb- superbly entertaining and superbly irritating all at the same time. But i still love them all the same. My 1A, 1B and 1C...they will be the "things", yes"things" i will be missing the most :)! Will update on the many laughable, tear-jerking, hair-pulling moments i have enjoyed/ endured with them over the past 2 months. See the picture?! That's my lastest splurge...well not really, since my fujitsu is literally falling to pieces. My fujitsu has served me well over these past 5 years and it is amazingly still in a working condition but it is time to move on to better and more beautiful things hahaha! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-114598184145596387?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/114598184145596387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=114598184145596387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/114598184145596387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/114598184145596387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-peeps-i-know-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-114270435765912926</id><published>2006-03-19T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T01:54:53.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 377px; HEIGHT: 272px" height="469" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/Natscram.jpg" width="573" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The only problem with this picture is that the bike is stationary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hahahahha! Finally, after 5 long years, Noor can finally say he rides a scrambler. He loves his scramblers but he couldnt get his hands on one when he first got his license cos his dad wouldn't budge. I looove his scrambler cos he looks good riding it plus i make him look even better simply by sitting at the back hahahaha!My Kranji kids have seen Noor ferrying me to and fro school and they never fail to ask me, "Cher, you wear skirt, how to get on the bike?" My answer is simple, " I did get on it, didnt i?"   &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/9537755-114270435765912926?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/114270435765912926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=114270435765912926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/114270435765912926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/114270435765912926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/03/only-problem-with-this-picture-is-that.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-114260341898789446</id><published>2006-03-17T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T21:52:55.690+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(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Time for a change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be sexier.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;What do you guys reckon.?&lt;br /&gt;More tubes, halters.&lt;br /&gt;Gg to stock up on those.&lt;br /&gt;im gg cuukooo.&lt;br /&gt;Too much of the vulgur word i guess.&lt;br /&gt;P-R-A-C-T-I-C-U-M&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/9537755-114260341898789446?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/114260341898789446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=114260341898789446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/114260341898789446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/114260341898789446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/03/time-for-change-i-need-to-be-sexier.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-114027188439605202</id><published>2006-02-18T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T22:11:24.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#bfe9ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Factor Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#def4ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extroversion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium extroversion.&lt;br /&gt;You're not the life of the party, but you do show up for the party.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you are full of energy and open to new social experiences.&lt;br /&gt;But you also need to hibernate and enjoy your "down time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conscientiousness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium conscientiousness.&lt;br /&gt;You're generally good at balancing work and play.&lt;br /&gt;When you need to buckle down, you can usually get tasks done.&lt;br /&gt;But you've been known to goof off when you know you can get away with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agreeableness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium agreeableness.&lt;br /&gt;You're generally a friendly and trusting person.&lt;br /&gt;But you also have a healthy dose of cynicism.&lt;br /&gt;You get along well with others, as long as they play fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neuroticism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have low neuroticism.&lt;br /&gt;You are very emotionally stable and mentally together.&lt;br /&gt;Only the greatest setbacks upset you, and you bounce back quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you are typically calm and relaxed - making others feel secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Openness to experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your openness to new experiences is medium.&lt;br /&gt;You are generally broad minded when it come to new things.&lt;br /&gt;But if something crosses a moral line, there's no way you'll approve of it.&lt;br /&gt;You are suspicious of anything too wacky, though you do still consider creativity a virtue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Five Factor Personality Test&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/9537755-114027188439605202?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/114027188439605202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=114027188439605202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/114027188439605202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/114027188439605202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/02/your-five-factor-personality-profile.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-114026930832602286</id><published>2006-02-18T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T22:01:53.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In the loo...a habit we've picked up since secondary school....strange...hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;And yes, i cut my hair again! A cute bob...looked like a toadstool mushroom from Super Mario according to Chee Keong...very fluffy! It was horrible on the 2nd and 3rd day but after that it got very nice hahaha! Nice rite? Fine, im delusional hehehe! But seriously, nice rite!!!! *nat shamelessly asks for approval*&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://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/DSCF4415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 225px;" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/DSCF4415.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tongues for sale...any takers?? Someone? Anyone?&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://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/DSCF4375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 226px;" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/DSCF4375.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Da bdae girl with her bdae cake, flanked by her posse hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 303px; height: 226px;" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/DSCF4405.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Bdae Shah!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's been a while since i last blogged. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tot i share with you guys a couple of photos we took celebrating Aishah's 24th birthdae.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you put the three of us together, what you get is mayhem! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The conversation topics have gotten more serious though.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage, Engagement, Wedding preparation, Babies....NOT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/9537755-114026930832602286?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/114026930832602286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=114026930832602286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/114026930832602286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/114026930832602286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/02/in-loo.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-114026828712934888</id><published>2006-02-18T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T21:12:01.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;R U BORED?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;NEED A CHALLENGE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;CLICK ON THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=nattynat"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=nattynat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&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/9537755-114026828712934888?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/114026828712934888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=114026828712934888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/114026828712934888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/114026828712934888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/02/r-u-bored-need-challenge-click-on-this.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-113949641719823405</id><published>2006-02-09T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T22:55:39.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;.hov:hover { color: orange; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 145px; height: 233px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="right"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bofunk.com/video/1813/karaoke_for_the_deaf.html" class="hov"&gt;Watch Video Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bofunk.com/video/1813/karaoke_for_the_deaf.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bofunk.com/media/images/_karaokeforthedeaf.jpg" style="width: 100px; height: 80px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bofunk.com/video/1813/karaoke_for_the_deaf.html" class="hov"&gt;Karaoke for the Deaf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;My sayang and i had a blast watching this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Damn funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Ingenious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A must watch...just click on the pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Enjoy...&lt;/span&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/9537755-113949641719823405?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/113949641719823405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=113949641719823405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113949641719823405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113949641719823405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-113802360134846501</id><published>2006-01-23T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T21:40:01.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 201px" height=887 alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/Toothy.jpg" width=1169&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff9900&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Just look at the 2 idiots will you. Ra tot it was funny to keep poppin' the listerine brochure to my face. Still&amp;nbsp;nursing my&amp;nbsp;toothache by the way.&amp;nbsp;With friends like these, who needs enemies!&amp;nbsp;Best thing was that&amp;nbsp;they decided to tear&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;brochure in half, so they'd have a&amp;nbsp;"tooth" each hahahaha. I curse them lah. Btw, happy bdae brat....your electronic dictionary awaits hahahahhaha. (she cant spell&amp;nbsp;so we decided tat it'll be the best gift for our resident brat who persistently alleges&amp;nbsp;that she's dyslexic. This has since been proven false. Muuuuhahahahha)&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-113802360134846501?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/113802360134846501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=113802360134846501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113802360134846501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113802360134846501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-look-at-2-idiots-will-you.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-113791372625600067</id><published>2006-01-22T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T15:51:56.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Some Words of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WISDOM&lt;/span&gt; (pun fully intended)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Happy belated BDAE to R(A).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Thats how Noor spells her name!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;We developed stitches over lunch at Fish &amp; Co at Wheelocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Courtesy of our resident joker, Hen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Had ultra dodgy calamari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;We all felt like puking afterwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Wens was the only one unaffected cos she had skilfully exercised her "Toby-sense" and steered clear of the calamari after a few bites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;And no, we didnt get Ra's present from Cash Converters hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The pink (yes pink) Baby G we got her was pretty la...must say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Happy BDAE to our resident brat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;She's turning 24 on tues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Mind you, her age is hardly reflective of her height.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Or rather, the lack of it hahahahhahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Guess what she wants???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;A pair of DIOR sunglasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I have 2 words for you Wens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;BRAND WHORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Hahahahhaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;It's alright cos Ra and I are in the same league as well lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Though with varying degrees of "whore-ness" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;*************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Now, to the real purpose of my blog entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Been suffering from a severe gum and toothache for the past 4 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The pain has subsided somewhat after my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;painful, painful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;visit to the dentist on Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;cried myself to sleep the nite before cos the pain was unbearable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The culprit was non other than my i-though-you-were-dormant-wisdom-tooth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The pain was so severe i felt it strain my eyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;If you thought menstrual cramps were bad, wait till your wisdom tooth acts up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Ra took the liberty of "entertaining" me with her "delightful" stories to the dentist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;U memang kawan sejati Ra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;(trans: You are really a true friend Ra)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;We had earlier hitched a ride from Sarah to JP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Instead of dropping me off at the dentist and heading down to Jean Yip to accompany Wens for her redundant haricut,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Ra decided that she wanted to loiter around the dental clinic cos she wanted to hear me scream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Nat: Oh, i hope it isnt my wisdom tooth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Ra: (with a vindictive look on her otherwise angelic face) I HOPE its your wisdom tooth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I've also got 2 words for you Ra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;PLAIN EVIL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The dentist was a nice chap but his instruments were not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;And by instruments i mean his surgical tools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Horrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;He told me that my wisdom tooth could only be removed surgically only after i have nursed my current infection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Cos it will be too painful to remove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;More pain, no way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;So he scaled my wisdom tooth and cleaned the infected area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;It was the worst 10 minutes of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Though he numbed the area he was working on, i could feel the searing heat cutting through the corner of my gums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I did let out a few "uuuhh" and "aaaah", hoping that he would ease on my gums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;But of cos, he didnt relent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;After he was done, he made me rinse my bloodied mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Noor would have fainted if he had witnessed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;2 hours later, my lips were still numb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I looked like a puffer fish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;So unglamourous!&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/9537755-113791372625600067?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/113791372625600067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;My Life in Transition &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Fiance = he makes me smile everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Wedding = Not happening anytime soon...sorry guys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Friends = excitable...especially when they saw my rocks hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;NIE = sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Practicum = vulgar word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Mummy = menopausing...most definitely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Wens = very cute and non evasive today hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Ra = a sick puppy...oops, a sick labu :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Pumpkin =sleeping on his bed as of this very moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Fiance = Pumpkin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Sleep = need it badly....zzzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/9537755-113741885336813178?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/113741885336813178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The drama unfolds...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Life is never boring whenever you are in the company of Ra and Wens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Wens especially.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Finally met up with the bratty one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;She went on her Taiwan trip shortly after Ra and me returned from Bangkok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Her trip was rather disappointing...didnt enjoy it as much as she thought she would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Bodoh, says Ra and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"Seelah, dun want to go to Bangkok with us!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We arrived at Holland V 10 minutes late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ra patiently waited for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I absolve myself from any faults whatsoever hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I was early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Arrived at clementi mrt at 1255.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Wens called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"Im at Boon Lay now...i slept and overshot."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Must be you lah Wens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Even then, we wouldnt be late if not for the fact that we took 7 and dropped off 4 bus stops away from the Holland V!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;So we walked and walked while i entertained her with silly stories of my misadventures in Bangkok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We managed the 3rd bustop when it finally got too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hailed a cab and was in it for less than 2 minutes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ra was laughing at our sheer stupidity...actually at Wens hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We talked over lunch at Swensens'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ra got herself a nice coach bag...i hate her hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Decided to head on down to Jurong East library after lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Walked past Cold Storage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Spotted a camera crew lurking outside the supermarket, possibly preying on the unsuspecting passersby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We were unceremoniously stopped by one of the crew members. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"Have you ever heard of Norwegian salmon?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;NO00Ooo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hahahaha and we just walked off laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;What kind of a qn is that anyways?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Plus im with 2 supermarket-idiots..they wouldnt have a clue now, would they?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hahaha..but i still love you guys lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Took a cab to JE...not becos Wens successfully persuaded us to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It was more becos of the rain that was coming down fast and hard on us hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ra was animatedly telling us Chen Kaige's "The Promise".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Here are some memorable quotes from Ra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;P.S: Ra, you could actually do well as a movie critic hahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"It looks promising but it's not lah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"Some of the scenes you have to watch to believe..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Yes, from what ive heard...i really have to watch it beb hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Kai joined us at around 430 and Wens just cracked me up with her "1/3 story"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Really gross if you ask me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Needless to say...Kai went red in the face and Ra was simply speechless hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;They left me all alone at around 520 to head on down for Kendo training in NUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Would have joined them but ive already made plans with Noor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Noor came down straight from work and we headed to JP for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We bumped into Kak Faridah (Marican's sis) and her bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;After dinner, Noor craved for some Waffles and while in the queue we spotted Zanna and Marican.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;They were on their way to join Marican's sis at Banquet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Since they were already there in person, Noor and I decided that we just ought to break the news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Must have been a shock for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Their turn will come soon, im sure :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I just want to get tmr over and done with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Even more so now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;As of this very moment, im having severe menstrual cramps...i feel like putting an end to my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Im about to turn in now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Wish me luck tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Sweet dreams peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; *Muuuaach!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-113596680659377502?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/113596680659377502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=113596680659377502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113596680659377502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113596680659377502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2005/12/drama-unfolds.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-113567860656695609</id><published>2005-12-27T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T18:51:29.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Today im feeling: Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A blessing in disguise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;That is what NIE is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sure had a tough first sem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In spite of those tears i occasionally shed (im very emotional hahaha), days of sleepless nites, the sheer terror in my eyes when confronted with those deadlines hehehe, the hols have more than made up for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;There's an excellent Malay saying for this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"Bersusah-susah dahulu, bersenang-senang kemudian"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(singlish trans: you slog hard now...later, you can enjoy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I have definitely been enjoying myself hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Went on a holiday, got my license, and soon i'll be getting something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Im busy anticipating Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nevermind that im still sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's something big yet small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So im bad at providing clues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;One thing's for sure, i'll enjoy looking at Wens when she begs me to tell her Saturday's happenings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;No doubt Ra will be the only other person who will enjoy this more than me hahahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But then there's also Hen :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Too bad i cant divulge anymore than i already have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Everything will sort itself out on Saturday, hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh, before i forgot, must mention that Aishah went "hunting" for the stuff with me last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She exercised so much self-restraint!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You noe since ive made it clear to her that it was all about me that day hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Kudos Shah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But she finally cracked under the intense pressure when she cast her sights on one of them things in the shop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;After which, she tried (rather unskillfully i might add hahaha) to put on her powers of persuasion on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So i caved in and promised that we (Nad and me) will chip in our share for that thing she was so smittened by for her bdae in Feb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Told Nad about it this morning hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She can be so bratty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Reminds me of "some little thing" really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yes Wens, im making a not-so-subtle reference to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I forsee myself going broke in January.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ra has already picked out a Baby G that she wants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wens...well since she loves money (cash to be exact), we will probably give her a box of paper money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Least she'll have a "reserve" once she runs out of real cash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hahahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Im so EeeViil!!!&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/9537755-113567860656695609?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/113567860656695609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=113567860656695609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113567860656695609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113567860656695609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2005/12/today-im-feeling-happy-blessing-in.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-113522282778481218</id><published>2005-12-22T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T11:40:27.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Puke, puke, puke...lalalalalalalalaladidididididdudududu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Been feeling under the weather as of late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Feverishly fighting a severe vomitting bout for the past 2 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Was on the bike when i felt nausea starting to take over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Had to make an unplanned stop over at NUH...jus for the toilet lah hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then we headed down to Noor's place to check my exam results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yay! I did very well...tot it was a joke :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Couldnt celebrate though...like DUH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Noor tot it would be best if i rested for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I ended up sleeping on his bed while he and his parents watched tv in the living room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;They came in to check on me from time to time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Woke up a couple of hours later, accompanied by a sudden need to puke!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Noor heard my fervent coughing and came running into the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Saw me puking all over his floor...the boy must have secretly been relieved i didnt puke on his bed hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Uuuuurgggh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Not a sight i wanted him to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But he was nonplussed about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Even helped me clean up the mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sucha a sweetie pie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And then i puked again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And again downstairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This was after Noor's mum hounded us to go to the doc's seeing how i was so pale and almost devoid of life hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Despite not feeling well, i had to brave through my driving revision lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Couldnt concentrate much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Just had my driving test yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;After a couple of unsuccessful tries, i was rather nonchalant about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Was more worried that i mite puke in the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My major demerit point came from striking the kerb while doing my directional change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I tot to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Yep, today. Of all days, today!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tot i had mounted the kerb which would have constituted as an immediate failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I muttured "Shit!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The tester was apparently tickled and said i had only received 10 demerit points..."Nevermind Miss, only 10 points, still got chance to pass okay...dun worry, try your best..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;He was sooo nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;He was quick to note that i wasnt feeling well...wouldnt be hard to tell since i looked like roadkill hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;He chatted furiously with me...even flirted a bit but all was harmless of cos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Went all the way out to make me feel comfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Miss, the aircon too cold for you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"What's your hobby?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"When are you getting married?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My test route was actually hideously long but i only had to make it pass teck whye, do a u-turn and was instructed to head back down to BBDC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tot it was a bad sign but i didnt wave the white flag just yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The tester made me promise that i will invite him to my wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Even gave me his email address.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Usually after the test ends, we will be required to go up to the the "deliberation room" on the 2nd floor to receive our fates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But seeing how i wasnt feeling well, the tester gave his verdict as soon as i changed to free gear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;He said..."Aiyah, i will put you out of your misery...Pass lah, pass lah! You are a good driver on the road. Just remember to slow down at junctions and you'll drive fine. Now you go to the toilet and then watch the video okay! Oh and remember to invite me to your wedding!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I was beaming from ear to ear hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Finally i get to give Noor what he's been waiting for a while now...chauffeur him around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well i think he deserves it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Afterall, he got me something precious ;)&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/9537755-113522282778481218?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/113522282778481218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=113522282778481218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113522282778481218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113522282778481218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2005/12/puke-puke-puke_22.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-113516895661522982</id><published>2005-12-21T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T22:47:27.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Finally, im in the mood to upload my Bangkok photos hehehe. Sadly, im not in possession of those dodgy photos that Ra mercilessly snapped in a tiny lil' cosy bookshop. For those interested, visit Ra's blog @ ichaya.livejournal.com. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/IMG_4619.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Our (Hema, Ra and me) "errant lil' brother...Iskandar &lt;em&gt;babu! &lt;/em&gt;He's really a nice boy who would otherwise make a good boyfriend(he's good with shopping and bargaining) if not for the fact that he's a lil' darf when it comes to the ladies hahaha. This was taken in the shopping maze that is Chatuchak! It is a place that has since been etched in my heart hahaha...its got to be one of my fav places in the world, though technically that cant be right since ive only been to Malaysia, Mecca, Medina and Turkey but who the hell cares hahahah. I looooove Chatuchak...the next time im in Bangkok, which i suspect will be in the very near future, i will definitely be making a beeline for it hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/IMG_4617.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/IMG_4617.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;In one of the many lanes in Chatuchak with Hema...Ra was busy trying to create a miniature flowerbed for her sister so she didnt have time to grace her presence in the picture hahaha. Got my mum some stuff from the shop cos they were so cute...almost edible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/IMG_4566.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/IMG_4566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Wendy House...located in Soi Kasemsan 1. My Thai isnt fantastic but i can manage. Hema came up with her own version of Thai- what Ra and I have since termed pseudo-Thai hahaha. Taking into account the fact that we only paid $16 per person a nite, it was a really nice place. No complaints, well except maybe for the bed which mite just shrivel in embarassment at the mere comparison with my dear waterbed at home hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/IMG_4586.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/IMG_4586.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hema, Nat and Ra outside Chatuchak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/IMG_4530.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/IMG_4530.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I just had to take the pics with these beautifully crafted statues adorning the breathtakingly gorgeous Grand Palace...just awesome...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/IMG_4660.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/IMG_4660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Suan Lum Night Bazaar...filled with trendy and cool stuff though you could get a better buy in Chatuchak hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/IMG_4629.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/IMG_4629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;We got to meet up with a few of Ra's Thai friends...there was Win who had to leave early unfortunately. Unfortunately for Hema that is...she was having such a good time talking to Win hehehe. Well i had my eyes on Tik..he's so cute. (He's the one at the back) And there's Naty to my left...such a homely boy and boyfriend material no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/IMG_4715.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/IMG_4688.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/IMG_4688.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ra and Me outside Playground!... a really upmarket haven for the arty farty at heart. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/IMG_4709.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/IMG_4709.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;MBK- Mah Boon Krong...the "shrine" that Ra flocks to every other year according to Kai hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/IMG_4629.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/IMG_4715.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/IMG_4715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Im all cheery here...of cos, im finally going home to NOOR! Had to convince him that this pic was taken on the very last day we were in Bangkok hahaha. Everything was nice and dandy until the taxi decided to drive off as soon as Ra and Kai slammed the taxi door shut, with Hema's butt still half jutting out and me standing outside the cab. The freaking driver drove over the entire of my left foot. I was shouting "my foot, my foot!"...and Hema decided to check what the fuss was all about. To her horror and my amusement, she began shouting "Her foot, her foot!" The cabby stopped the taxi and came out to check what the hell was gg on. All this while my foot was still under the tyre! The cabby laughed...How could anyone not find it amusing??!! A sick sick man he was! He got back in the cab and reversed his freaking vehicle...my foot was flattened! And im not exaggerating...thank god no bones were broken though i did have to contend with a few swollen toes. Yes, what drama...&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/9537755-113516895661522982?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/113516895661522982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=113516895661522982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113516895661522982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113516895661522982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2005/12/finally-im-in-mood-to-upload-my.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-113411449943966120</id><published>2005-12-09T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T15:50:10.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hangover from Bangkok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey peeps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Finally got my ass back in sunny Spore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Actually i got back 3 days ago but was feeling jet-lagged for 3 full days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A fantastic week i had in Bangkok :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Will blog about it as soon as i get home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Am at Ra's now...watching Hindustani films hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-113411449943966120?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/113411449943966120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=113411449943966120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113411449943966120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113411449943966120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2005/12/hangover-from-bangkok-hey-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-113311665860577618</id><published>2005-11-28T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T02:38:56.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 274px; HEIGHT: 204px" height="909" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/Hmwk2.jpg" width="1140" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pumpkin trying to ease his frustrations with my graphic organiser by listening to some music :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-113311665860577618?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/113311665860577618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=113311665860577618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113311665860577618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113311665860577618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2005/11/pumpkin-trying-to-ease-his.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-113311633675552214</id><published>2005-11-28T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T02:34:12.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 256px; HEIGHT: 203px" height="915" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/Hmwk.jpg" width="1211" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bumming on Noor's bed while he's busy helping me do up my graphic organiser hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-113311633675552214?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/113311633675552214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=113311633675552214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113311633675552214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113311633675552214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2005/11/bumming-on-noors-bed-while-hes-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-113311584357148734</id><published>2005-11-28T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T02:25:05.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 266px; HEIGHT: 204px" height="778" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/Image292.jpg" width="990" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mummy &amp;amp; Daddy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-113311584357148734?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/113311584357148734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=113311584357148734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113311584357148734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113311584357148734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2005/11/mummy-daddy.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-113311530912400978</id><published>2005-11-28T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T02:19:41.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 265px; HEIGHT: 195px" height="848" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d28/natashasupaat01/Image291.jpg" width="1158" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hari Raya 2005...my sis and I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-113311530912400978?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/113311530912400978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=113311530912400978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113311530912400978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113311530912400978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2005/11/hari-raya-2005.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-113310439722309639</id><published>2005-11-27T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T02:54:41.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Halo Volks!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lately i haven been up to bloggin'. Blame it on PMS, blame it on sheer indolence, whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Loads of stuff happened. Some good, some bad but mostly good i feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ive always found writing in point form allows better digestabilty of facts hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Thought we should start on a more sombre note.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My paternal grandma-my Nyanyi died in September. Was too distraught to blog about it then. For days, i couldnt forget the way my Yahyi cried...he must have loved her though he seldom showed it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hari Raya was rather humdrum. No emotional outbursts i have come to expect from my maternal grandmother hahaha. One time, she slammed the gates at my auntie's house and stormed out angrily...on hari raya! She definitely has issues. One of my uncles incurred the wrath of everyone on my mother's side, like he always does ever since he married into the family. Uses asthma as an excuse for not being able to do hard manual labour @ work. I have this burning desire to kill him ever since he tricked me into picking his nose for him when i was still at a young, impressionable age and this desire has since been rekindled when he tried to electrocute me with his freakin' trick pen. He thinks he's hilarious. Rite. Sounds funny doesnt it?? Not to me it doesnt. It was a better experience over at my Yahyi's in Telok Blangah. Seeing that my Nyahyi was no longer there, it was a bit quieter. The silence was shattered as soon as my hyperactive cousins came over. Our bfs- mine and my sis's have been duly acquainted with my dad's family and it was suffice to say that they were rather "overwhelmed" hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Returned to school for one last lit lecture. That lil' thing in class did her "bibik-belachan-type-teacher-centered-grossly-unentertaining micro-teaching. Everyone just wanted it to end and i did my best as timekeeper to put everyone out of their misery hahaha. Got back our grades. Got all As for my lit assignments save for the 2 individual lit essays that have yet to be graded. So it's all good. More worried for my history though. Im just hoping for a B. But the mother of all fears for me would be my upcoming practicum in Feb. Am scared outta my pants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Completed the Northern Ireland graphic organisers. Had help from my dear bf. Was bumming at his place the entire day...his mum made satay for me :) I had everything written and drawn on paper so he offered to type one of the organisers while i worked on the other 2. I believe we spent more time picking on each other's mistakes actually hahaha. Both of us are perfectionists. But everyone knows im a lil more of a stickler than he is. I think "anal" is the word...just ask my dear members of Kumpulan Bendahara if you're skeptical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The Mafia -my secondary schoolmates- planned a hari raya outing. I had fun, especially with Iskandar. He's so funny. And by funny i mean, funny to look at and funny to converse with hahaha. Talk about having colour coordination. That boy had PINK hair to go with his pink baju kurung hahahaha. Mite be a lil' absurb to normal people like us but i think it suits his personality to a T. Is is crazy, loony, unconventional yet down-to-earth and a freakin' nice guy! Played babysitter to our lil Bollywood hunk Feroz (Ridiana's son). He's just so adorable! Noor particulary enjoyed watching Feroz inching up to JJ (Fahsha's damn huge cat...it's huge...just huge...but very domesticated...and very cute) and trying to "stroke" that poor cat. It was more like a hard pat if you ask me hehehehe. We managed all of the houses cos we had 4 cars between ourselves. It was good to see everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Noor and his parents came over to my house for Hari Raya the very next day. His parents have met my parents on several ocassions but never had a chance to really sit down and talk. Things went very well. Noor and Nat very happy hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Watched GOF with Noor. After the disaster that was the POA, i tot it be best if i were to ease on the comparisons im bound to make between the movie and the book. As hard as i tried, i couldnt help but be disappointed with the movie cos GOF was my fav read out of the lot. They eliminated the Dudleys, the freaking Quidditch match for godsakes, Dobby and Winky. Lemme think...what else is bad...hmmmm... Oh yeah, that Cho Chang- urgh! Her and Emma Watson's overacting. Shudders! But the dragon scene was good albeit slightly inaccurate. The underwater scene was rather entertaining too. So was the scene with Voldemort who by the way, was devilishly delicious! That Radcliffe boy is hot with a capital H hahaha. The Weasley twins and Ron were hilarious as always. And Victor Krum was- surprise, surprise!-more attractive than Cedric Diggory hahahaha. Noor actually liked the show! He's more of a physical being hehehe. He especially liked the Drumstrung entrance into the dining hall...in his words, it was "fierce", just the way he likes it hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Spent the entire day at Noor's place yest...dvd marathon! It was jubilation for me when he flashed the DVD for Salaam Namaste! It was soooo gooood...love the leads but still trying to get used to seeing them make out with each other. Kinda awkward since its a Hindi show! "My dil goes hmmmmm...." Love the songs...gg to "persuade" Ra into buying the soundtrack and then force her to upload the songs into precious hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Think ive done enough storytelling for today. Tmr i need to be up bright and early. Gg to Kak Shima's place and i will get to play with the cats yipeee! Sure hope they miss me...And ive got a history BBQ to coordinate in the afternoon. Busy, busy day ahead....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Will be uploading some pics up for your viewing pleasure aite...later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-113310439722309639?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/113310439722309639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=113310439722309639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113310439722309639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113310439722309639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2005/11/halo-volks-lately-i-haven-been-up-to.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-113122002012255409</id><published>2005-11-06T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T02:16:10.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tis' da season to be jolly?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's Aidilfitri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im suppose to be enjoying myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Visiting my relatives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Putting on a couple of pounds from all that festive binge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Giving "alms" to those lil' kids (i dun enjoy this by the way...it's a strain on my bank account)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Basically to not think about school, let alone DO anything remotely associated with school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But what am i doing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The very thing i shouldnt be doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SCHOOL WORK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fieldtrip package and my lit essay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The latter is still untouched by the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Piss off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-113122002012255409?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/113122002012255409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=113122002012255409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113122002012255409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113122002012255409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2005/11/tis-da-season-to-be-jolly-its.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-113078547382239317</id><published>2005-11-01T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T03:33:46.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 376px; HEIGHT: 140px" height="160" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b219/natashasupaat/7b7dade6.jpg" width="364" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love the car rides with Noor. He has a face that reads concentration whenever he drives. Hahaha! I consider myself to be a distraction, a nuisance really...constantly pointing out stuff to him, making him pose for the occasional photo hehehe! But he indulges me. Though he doesnt like to admit it, he actually likes the attention i give him hahahha...He gets very uncomfortable when im not my loud, irritable and bubbly self :) We often give Ezan and Haziq (my parents' defacto grandkids) cheap thrills during the weekends cos they love car rides hahaha. (Btw, there is a new addition to the duo. Their mum just gave birth to a healthy baby boy, Ewan Shafiq... and get this, Shafiq and I...we share the same birthdate yay!)My parents usually tag along to keep those two cuties in check so they- my parents, are now really well acquainted with Noor. My dad likes him, which is a good sign cos my dad is very hard to please hahaha.If he can win over my dad, he can win over anyone hehehe. &lt;/strong&gt;&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/9537755-113078547382239317?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/113078547382239317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=113078547382239317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113078547382239317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113078547382239317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-love-car-rides-with-noor.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-113078067914578702</id><published>2005-10-31T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T02:15:45.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All in all a GREAT day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"I feel good (tenenenenenene), I knew that i would now (tenenenenenenene)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I feeeeel good (tenenenenenenene), like i knew that i would now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So good (awwww), so good..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dismal attempt at singing. Hahaha! But who the hell cares?! I feel darn good today! You see, a good day in NIE is like a good class- extremely hard to come by but when it does...simply gratifying! Hehehe! For the benefit of you-my avid readers, here's da low down on my entire day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Having spent the entire night working on my Lit micro-teaching lesson plan, that and having to contend with fickle Ra and Wens who made my life difficult hahaha, i ended up waking at 730am!!! Late, late, late! By the time i left home and flagged down a cab, it was already 830am. I was suppose to be in school by 820am cos the 3 of us had to print and zap stuff for the class since we are required to simulate a classroom scenario during our micro-teaching. We were so flustered by the time we got to class...we were late by half and hour! But guess what, Ms Y came even later than us hahahahha! We had 4 hours for 7 micro-teaching so we were hard pressed for time...but this little thing in class fanned Ms Y's tendency to digress and they started talking about the weather and the jam. You should have seen the look on dear Sophie hahaha. Thank YOU Pearl for getting things moving! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Really enjoyed lit class today. The lessons were so fun. Bern's lesson was THE best. She had pre-grouped us and it was soooo nice of her to group Uncle and me together. NOT! Hahaha. The outcome was hilarious! We were suppose to act out scenes from Romeo and Juliet using very simple English- non of that "chim" Shakespearean language. Lo and behold, uncle and i had to act out the balconey scene. And that man refused to believe my colloquial rendition of the scene. "Are you sure or not???" Ms Y observed the two of us with glee. The entire class burst out laughing when i said, "I wished i didnt have to say goodbye..." while in character hehehe! So drama. Oh yeah, Raaha was Count Paris but we all thought she was a servant...and why shouldnt we when all she said was "Muunday, my lord..." hahahahahahhahaha! Sophie's lesson was equally interesting...i had to act as Ma Dong in Hang Nadim, complete with sarong! So kewl! Really had a blast :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Soon it was my turn. I was doing the post activity after Wens and Ra. I thought i did okay. Felt really good. they did fire some difficult questions at me but thankfully i managed to answer them in a calm and collected manner hahaha. Ms Y and the class thought i was a hilarious teacher and my lesson was good. Hehehe...but you see, i was working with a bunch of mature (or maybe not) PGDE trainee teachers, not a bunch of restless or indifferent, angsty adolescents. God only knows how much i look forward to my practicum in Feb hahahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The day just got better and better. Ms Y returned both our poetry and play packages. Both were fluff guised intellectually hahahaha! We collectively agreed that the amount of effort we put in for the poetry package far surpasses what we did for the play package. A stark difference really hahahha! We were taken aback when we got an A for the poetry package! Imagine our shock when we realised that we had gotten an A for our play package too hahahahaha! When we turned over the cover page for the play package and saw the A, our first instinct was to burst out laughing! Hehehe! If it was a joke, it was a darn good one lah ahahahaha! The packages were vetted and marked by 3 lecturers and that is saying something- either we were too good or that the 3 lecturers were taken in by our fluff hehehe! Either way, im not going to fight them on that :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;After class, Ra and I went down to ACM to choose the exhibit for our history writeup. We did it in record time...very *chop chop*! Think we spent more time in the Museum shop that we did the galleries hahaha! Ra and i were adamant about the need to purchase something from the shop, be it a $0.60 postcard so long as we got something! Girls! I managed to chanced upon this really cool puzzle block that has pictures of old Spore all over it, depending on how you turn the blocks...tot it will come in handy when i start teaching! The price was a lil steep...$8 but it was sooo cool, i had to get it! Hahahaha. Ra tot it was cool too and we both got a puzzle block each :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Got home at around 5 and for the first time in a long while, i went for a nap with no worries...my mind was clear and i was at peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Okay, so i lied about the part where i seemingly had "no worries". I still have my lit essay and fieldtrip package due on the 7th. That and the ungraded-therefore-i-couldnt-be-the-least-bit-bothered Northern Ireland graphic organisers by the 25th. Hahaha! But for now, i'm good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S: Happy Deevapali and Selamat Hari Raya to all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-113078067914578702?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/113078067914578702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=113078067914578702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113078067914578702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113078067914578702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2005/10/all-in-all-great-day-i-feel-good.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-113061321260040186</id><published>2005-10-30T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T03:21:42.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sem 1 far from o.v.e.r...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Friday was tecnically the last day of school for the PGDE batch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Can't say i was esthetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Have several make up sessions to attend and a few more assignments due by the 7th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ra and i are so wired just thinking about Bangkok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;It's probably the only thing that is keeping us sane...until the 25th at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;That's when we clear all these academic twaddle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Am looking forward to the History chalet from the 27th-29th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And i'll be flying off on the 30th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Too bad Noor has to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Otherwise, he'd be on the same plane en route to Bangkok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Haiz..the perils of shift work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;He'll be pleased to know that though i'll be enjoying myself in Bangkok, my heart pines for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I dunno what i'm doing blogging but im actually suppose to be harnessing my brain juices for something far more important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My Lit micro teaching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;On M.O.N.D.A.Y!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Teaching something from Guy De Maupassant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hope i do a good job at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;In any case i don't, (and in the words of Ms Y...) i'll go find a wall and *ponk* myself! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hahahaha.&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/9537755-113061321260040186?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/113061321260040186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=113061321260040186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113061321260040186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/113061321260040186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2005/10/sem-1-far-from-o.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-112998887508938152</id><published>2005-10-22T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T21:55:43.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kumpulan Bendahara&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 336px; HEIGHT: 252px" height="486" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b219/natashasupaat/IMG_5310.jpg" width="577" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got so many prezzies this year :) Some i got like 2 months back...courtesy of the Bin Hendris. They wanted to cheer me up after a disastrous visit to the salon hahahha! Ive got a GAP bag, a Topshop belt and a cute lil red purse- all of which i shamelessly chose myself hahaha. Isabella made me a song compilation- she has great taste in music by the way (see belle, free advert for you hehe) Noor got me a very expensive gift from Topshop. I got some stuff there last week cos it was payday hahaha and i chanced upon this beautiful jacket that costs nearly $200!!! Even i am not crazy enough to get that! So this sneaky boy whisked me down to Topshop on Thursday and he pointed out to that jacket and asked me to try on for size. Hahaha! I was taken aback but he literally forced the jacket on me. I felt very very bad cos i didnt want him to spend that kind of money on a jacket. I procrastinated...walked all around the shop, all in the hope that he would change his mind! Knowing my dear bf, there was no such chance of that ever happening. So stubborn! But im thankful for having such wonderful friends who showered me with lots of well-wishes :) I didnt noe i was so loved. My bdae was spent doing my fieldtrip package in NUS. What a bummer!!! Well at least it beats having to do stuff in NIE hahaha. The whole gang bought a cake for me...aint it sweet?! E for Excellent aye guys! Hahaha..that's what we got for the Kampong Galm Fieldtrip we conducted 2 weeks back! We are a such a fun bunch...there is that ocassional tension between me and wens which often leaves Uncle feeling awkward hahahha. The look on his face-PRICELESS! Ive got so many things i wanna blog about but ive got to work on collating the fieldtrip report hahahaha. Later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-112998887508938152?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/112998887508938152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=112998887508938152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/112998887508938152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/112998887508938152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2005/10/kumpulan-bendahara-i-got-so-many.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-112842116248566173</id><published>2005-10-04T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T18:19:22.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 457px; HEIGHT: 321px" height=479 alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b219/natashasupaat/IMG_5255.jpg" width=605&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-112842116248566173?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/112842116248566173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=112842116248566173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/112842116248566173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/112842116248566173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2005/10/image-hosted-by-photobucketcom.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-112842063228472696</id><published>2005-10-04T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T18:19:06.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Dun i look so cool on the bike??? hahahahah! Noor forced me to mount the freaking bike...Was at CDA last friday for his graduation. It's really a small affair...when compared to his grand army functions when he was in OCS. Though small, it was quite nice. Didnt know that Noor had a surprise in store for moi! He was the Best Cadet for the 17th ERS batch. It seems that he's always the best cadet for some weird reason hahaha. He even had to lead his entire batch in the pledge-taking ceremony. It was an eye-opening experience. He can definitely shout! I got a bit scared really hahahha! So it's official, we look like siblings! And i remind them of Sarah Sechan...must be the hair hahaha! What the hell!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-112842063228472696?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/112842063228472696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=112842063228472696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/112842063228472696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/112842063228472696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2005/10/dun-i-look-so-cool-on-bike-hahahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-112628012416548445</id><published>2005-09-09T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T00:52:26.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b219/natashasupaat/f354c4be.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Where's Noor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Noor and his ERS mates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; They are nice guys. Funny actually, very hahaha! Noor's one of the oldest in his batch by the sheer fact that most of them are in NS and only a minute number are regulars. So that naturally makes me one of the oldest gf as well. Sheesh! hahahah! Well i firmly believe in what Ra says, "It's okay to be older, as long as awet muda!" (trans: It's okay to be older as long as you look young hehe) I get mistaken as his younger sis all the time. Not cos i look like Siti (his younger sis), but maybe cos Noor and I look alike (this is possibly one of the detriments of being stuck to one another for an extended period of time heh!) plus im smaller, hence the association. The world is a fugged-up place...that's all i can say :) And for those blur folks out there, my bf is the first guy on your right. See that cute smile? (this is really subjective, i understand hehehe) Makes me miss him more...&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/9537755-112628012416548445?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/112628012416548445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=112628012416548445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/112628012416548445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/112628012416548445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2005/09/wheres-noor-noor-and-his-ers-mates.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-112568559990587666</id><published>2005-09-03T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T02:26:39.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT color=#33cc00&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 347px; HEIGHT: 266px" height=626 alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b219/natashasupaat/99f91abd.jpg" width=782&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#33cc00&gt;Pumpkin was really pleasantly surprised when he saw me with a cake box hehehe. His smile was worth all da trouble i had to go through to get his ice cream cake home today. Rushed down from Kampung Glam to Jurong Point. Definitely not for the faint hearted hahaha! It was literally a race against time. I had half and hour to get back home before the cake melted into nothingness. And just when i thought i could whizz home in a cab, the sight of the queue just left me in utter despair. No choice. Had to take the bus back home. Good thing the cake was still in one piece by the time i got home :) Noor still got to enjoy his cake afterall hehehe.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9537755-112568559990587666?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/112568559990587666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=112568559990587666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/112568559990587666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/112568559990587666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2005/09/pumpkin-was-really-pleasantly.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-112560049513148838</id><published>2005-09-02T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T02:52:06.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In denial mode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ta ma de.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My "curse-word" of the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ppl in class seem to be higly amused by it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Finally my poetry package is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Finito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We ended up with 80-90 pages of intellectual fluff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;All i can say is good luck to the future of generation of Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Admittedly, i have a problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;No one can wake me up from sleep anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I sleep like a log.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Guess school's sapping whatever little energy i have left in this frail body of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just now, i was suppose to nap from 730pm to 830pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Woke up at ard 1245am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Angry? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Of cos i was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Threw a tantrum in front of mum and dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mummy started cursing and swearing at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Tried to wake you at 8.30, 9, 9.30, 10...but still, you refuse to wake up!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sorry mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The fault is entirely mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Good thing my pbl meeting online with my groupmates didnt materialise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Would have missed a great deal of stuff if the meeting went on without me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Germany role play...done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;40 pages!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The group with purpose and zest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But really, my role play group is good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My PBL group is, in the words of Yueheng, " in shambles"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My history fieldtrip group...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Think i have just the perfect name for that particular group of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"DEAD MEN WALKIN"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tmr gg to recce Kampung Glam....again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This time we had better thrash out everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Especially coming up with the freaking activities for all the 6 stations! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Now you now why im soo stressed??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Dear, I'm so so tired. I just want to go to sleep and never wake up..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My sms note to Noor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Imagine his panic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He tot i was contemplating suicide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My darling has been so encouraging and supportive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Despite his busy schedule, (mine too) he's been furiously calling me up during his training breaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just to check on my mental state of mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He noes exactly what to do to help alleviate my stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Retail Therapy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Instant gratification and cure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When i see something i like, he'll go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Hmmm its nice dear, you want it? I'll get it for you okay?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sometimes i'll refuse, at other times i'll relent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He got me my Doc Martens' a few days back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Been eyeing it for the past couple of weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It cost Noor a bomb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thanks pumpkin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'll parade my new shoes to Ra tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My sayang really is the best thing in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Not cos he buys me stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But cos he' s always going out on a limb to make my life a lil' more bearable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It was his 23rd birthday yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But we haven gotten round to celebrating it yet cos he's in camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We're having a double celebration tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bdae for Noor and teachers' day for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ordered a cake from Anderson's Ice-cream this afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hope he likes it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And i'll probably get him his Keds or Nike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The poor boy needs them lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;After a series of unfortunate events,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;his old nike and converse have runneth their course of service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hehehehe.&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/9537755-112560049513148838?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/112560049513148838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=112560049513148838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/112560049513148838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/112560049513148838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2005/09/in-denial-mode.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-112452581367195556</id><published>2005-08-20T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T16:41:29.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Everything right, everything wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Im broke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Seems like a perennial occurance lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;At Ra's place trying to start on our redundant poetry package.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I have unilaterally apointed myself the group leader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ra and Wens are simply useless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Not only that, they had the cheek to mock me about my treatment of Peanuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;He really likes the pulsating beat of the waterjet on his back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Really!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;How can they malign me???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Nat, this is an extreme act of cruelty!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I was trying to bathe him!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Daddy's in hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Had a successful upper spine operation :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Thank God for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Been spending my evenings in NUH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Had Noor for company for the last 2 days cos he managed to get his nites off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My dad seems to be enjoying his company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Rudy (my sis's bf) is in hospital too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;On same floor as my dad, only different wards!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;He had an accident while riding his bike at the 2nd link.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Poor guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;His body took most of the beatings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;But all's well i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Here's wishing both of them a speedy recovery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;**********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My entire weekend is gg to be"burnt" working on the poetry package.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Aaaargh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And Noor's gg for his attachment at Alexandra Fire Station next weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;That will definitely truncate the time Noor and I have to spend with each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Haiz.&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/9537755-112452581367195556?l=clumzieme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/feeds/112452581367195556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9537755&amp;postID=112452581367195556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/112452581367195556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9537755/posts/default/112452581367195556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clumzieme.blogspot.com/2005/08/everything-right-everything-wrong-im.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-112358256053124309</id><published>2005-08-09T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T12:23:30.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;Besar periuk, besar lagi keraknya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;(trans: the more you have, the more you spent!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;I second what Ra said on her blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;I live for the 12th of every month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;Savings aside (which is not much neways),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;Im down to my last $50!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;It seems that i can really spend:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;So there you have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;It takes minimal effort to squander away a couple of thous in a span of 3 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;Gave my parents $500 and on top of that i volunteered to sponsor half the cost of my daddy's x-ray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;Which set me back another $500.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;And even though my bro is sucha an arse, he got his share of the bounty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;What can i say, Im nicee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;Besides, it's for my family so i dun feel that much of a pinch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;Now, having said that, i had plenty more for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;I wondered where it all went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;Noor wondered too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;Hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;I have 3 feet worth of new clothes in my wardrobe :0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;My Nokia 3230 is turning out to be great buy, thanks to Noor who successfully convinced me to pick the Nokia over the Erricson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;Esp. since it's brilliantly catering to my narcissistic impulses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;I experienced severe heartpain when i was punching in my pin number at the Starhub shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;Aiii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;2 beautiful watches!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;I noe it's a bit much but i loove watches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;Hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;Im broke...oh, so broke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0)"&gt;But friday is 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title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349763593296180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/dafunksoul/fish5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9537755.post-112357265053070548</id><published>2005-08-09T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T17:20:29.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 338px; HEIGHT: 251px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b219/natashasupaat/niebriefing1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;At the Nanyang Auditorium on the first day of NIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone's wondering about my&lt;br /&gt;exploits in NIE, there is NONE by the way...Im currently basking in&lt;br /&gt;pure boredom. It's a place full of surprises! The amount of deadlines&lt;br /&gt;that were chucked at our faces last week was just unfathomable. Im&lt;br /&gt;still trying to convince myself that it's not a joke someone is pulling&lt;br /&gt;on me hahaha. There are a couple of assignments that are due on the&lt;br /&gt;same day, several packages to do for lit and history, you noe the &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;usual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuff. NOT! My god! Im nauseous jus thinking about the amount of work i&lt;br /&gt;have to churn out this sem. I MISS NUS! Went back there yesterday and&lt;br /&gt;we relished eating our fav laksa. It was equivalent to a moment of&lt;br /&gt;ecstacy for me hahahaha! The air smelled so sweet, the co-op still had&lt;br /&gt;hordes of my favourite chocolates, the library still my&lt;br /&gt;sanctuary...it's comforting to noe that when all else fails in NIE, i&lt;br /&gt;still have NUS hahaha. Wens's mood changed dramactically when we went&lt;br /&gt;back there. She's been so bratty and acutely sensitive in NIE (i cannot&lt;br /&gt;take it! hahaha) but she was the chripy-cute-but-still-bratty Wens in&lt;br /&gt;NUS! Ra was just beaming cos she got to see Kai hehehe. We also ran&lt;br /&gt;into Prof Farrell. "What are you guys doing here? I thought we have&lt;br /&gt;gotten rid of you guys already!" Doesnt he sound so glad to have ran&lt;br /&gt;into us? hahahaha! He was highly amused when we said we were back here&lt;br /&gt;for the food. So the canteen food isnt that great but the Malay stall&lt;br /&gt;is fantastic! Plus, any food from the arts canteen is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;better than what they dish out to us in NIE. Bleuurgh!&lt
