<?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-7050051652324857794</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:59:05.816+08:00</updated><category term='Bhangra Night'/><category term='A working day'/><category term='The starting'/><category term='to carry ON'/><category term='The baby POOH'/><category term='Mirrors'/><category term='Couple Chain'/><category term='Shopping with Baby'/><category term='The Capricorn Woman'/><category term='The Understanding Period'/><category term='At Tasha house'/><category term='Back to the old look'/><category term='Jaspreet&apos;s Birthday'/><category term='One week off'/><category term='East Coast Park'/><category term='The Mac Chicken Birthday cake'/><category term='BOY LOVES GIRL'/><category term='I got to be strong'/><category term='Her big eyes'/><category term='Chalet'/><category term='My girls'/><category term='Hari Raya'/><category term='Family Outing'/><category term='Fire walking'/><category term='which means enjoyment=)'/><category term='Tiring day at work'/><category term='Saturday Night'/><category term='Day out'/><category term='Tiring Day'/><category term='W25H'/><category term='No one takes the blame on themselves..'/><category term='Totally broke'/><category term='Surprise'/><category term='Natasha B&apos;day'/><category term='Sunday morning'/><title type='text'>Gurpreet</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-2842278253708897500</id><published>2008-10-21T14:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T14:24:14.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally broke'/><title type='text'>Totally broke</title><content type='html'>&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;20 October&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I woke up at about 2pm. Had my lunch, and went back to sleep after that. I am such a pig. Set my alarm at 4.30pm. I woke up, and starting getting ready for work, which was starting at 6pm. I left my house at about 5.15pm. After a long time, i am actually had a good sleep. &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;And i realised something. I have on $2 left in my bank account, which is a decrease of $702. I just spend too much of money. But nvm, i got to pamper myself. I work for it, so i got to sayang myself too. Haha. &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;Pay will be coming in on the 24th. I dont need to worry about money, because i will be getting lots of money. From Darvin father, mother, my family. I bet it will reach $300. So yup. But i still have my huge amount bill to pay&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259488554828491170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SP10-YLI6aI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Ur3DrUUpzV4/s320/DSC01378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If you can see clearly, it shows $256.28. So it means tat 7/8th of my money will be gone. But its ok. Cause i still have my pay to back me up. So no worries. I will go through it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I will blog soon, most probably tmr. And i am so looking forward to my holidays, for both work and school.&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/7050051652324857794-2842278253708897500?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/2842278253708897500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=2842278253708897500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/2842278253708897500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/2842278253708897500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/10/totally-broke.html' title='Totally broke'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SP10-YLI6aI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Ur3DrUUpzV4/s72-c/DSC01378.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-4984629279826194185</id><published>2008-10-21T13:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T14:14:54.887+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fire walking'/><title type='text'>Fire walking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;19 October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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;Worked full shift. Which means from 10.30am till 10.30pm. Imagine that. Anyway, had break at 2pm. Ate Nasi Lemak from QiJi, which is so delicious. Started work again, and caught Marivie sleep. Took a photo of her sleeping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259484839213769874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SP1xmGbjpJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/FcJBM2E87ao/s320/DSC01355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yeah i am so mean. And my incharge scared me. He said that if someone took picture of a person sleeping, the person will not get up. And i was like ' you had to tell me now la, when i already took it'. But luckily, after 15 minutes, she woke up, fit and healthy. HEHE=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I finished work at 10.30pm, and went to meet Baby straight. Headed down to Chinatown temple for Fire- Walking. Met Anbarasi and Ajay there. Spend bout 3 hrs with them. After that, went to meet VENGA. He was like high. As usual. I was so scared Baby would end up fighting, and plus he is under probation, so we left at about 4am. Saw the fire walking for a while and headed back home after that. I reached home at about 5am. Bathe, and when to sleep straight after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And yeah, i skipped school, once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you my baby boy=)&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/7050051652324857794-4984629279826194185?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/4984629279826194185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=4984629279826194185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/4984629279826194185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/4984629279826194185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/10/fire-walking.html' title='Fire walking'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SP1xmGbjpJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/FcJBM2E87ao/s72-c/DSC01355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-1409564076474403437</id><published>2008-10-21T13:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T13:54:13.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tiring day at work'/><title type='text'>Tiring day at work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;18 October&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Reached work place at about 10pm. Had to report slightly early, cause had stocks coming in. Ok. To be frank right, I almost died unpacking the stuff from the cartons. &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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When i entered the shop, I was shock to see so many cartons. Replenishing cartons, transfer cartons, new arrivals carton. O gosh. I was like, 'OMG'. No choice. I had to open the cartons alone. Shop opened at 11pm SHARP. From 11pm, till 3pm, I was opening stocks. &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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259479419792596306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SP1sqpg3HVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/fg5qvE7NAnE/s320/DSC01352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The cartons may look little, but imagine, 3 designs in one carton. 20 pieces per designs. All wrapped in plastic. And i am suppose to unwrap it, verify the stocks, place it back into the cartons after that. And i had to do it for 13 cartons. Anyway, i manage to finish it. And the good thing about it is, time pass quite fast when you open stocks. So yeah.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259479422288410002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SP1sqyz6NZI/AAAAAAAAAJA/TpT9dvSVSMA/s320/DSC01353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And this is my acting cute in-charge. I was taking a photo of the cartons when he came and said this ' Why not take mine, ,i much cuter'. I was like, WHATEVER!!!.. Anyway, i got to say, he is a extremely good in-charge. Super fun to get along with. So yeah, makes working life FUN, FUN, FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Finished work at about 7pm. When to meet Baby at his house. Slacked with Baby, Vicky, and his cousin. Left at about 10.00pm. Cabbed back home&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/7050051652324857794-1409564076474403437?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/1409564076474403437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=1409564076474403437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/1409564076474403437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/1409564076474403437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/10/tiring-day-at-work.html' title='Tiring day at work'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SP1sqpg3HVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/fg5qvE7NAnE/s72-c/DSC01352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-2314279894285756446</id><published>2008-10-21T09:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T13:41:46.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her big eyes'/><title type='text'>Her big eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;17 October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Have been a long time since i blogged, actually just 2 days. There is so much to blog on, that i dont even know wher to start from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;On Friday, Baby came to fetch me from Woodlands Mrt station. At last ok!!..Its so difficult for him to come and fetch me, and he always complain" your school is so far". We headed down to Far East, and bought some stuff from there. It was already 6.30pm by then. After that, we bused down to Harbourfront, and went to Vivocity. Baby bought one EVERLAST t-shirt, and one I.P Zone jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Headed to Baby house, cause the indian god from Chinatown temple was coming to Telok Bhangla Area. We reached there at about 9pm. Cabbed down to Sonu house. Reshimi was with us, and i was carrying her for almost all the time. She is so super cute. With her big eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259477653928753938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SP1rD3KHOxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/D0NurgcDsVI/s320/DSC01348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259477654149097778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SP1rD3-paTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CEXjqGsGaqw/s320/DSC01350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I think its because of the flash, that her eyes are a little closed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Left at about 11.30pm. Cabbed back down to PP straight. Slept soon after. Morning shift the next day. Had to get enough rest&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/7050051652324857794-2314279894285756446?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/2314279894285756446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=2314279894285756446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/2314279894285756446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/2314279894285756446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/10/her-big-eyes.html' title='Her big eyes'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SP1rD3KHOxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/D0NurgcDsVI/s72-c/DSC01348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-2921355674110707833</id><published>2008-10-17T10:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T10:54:34.541+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One week off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='which means enjoyment=)'/><title type='text'>One week off, which means enjoyment=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;16 october&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;Had maths UT in the morning. I could hardly do any questions. So tough. And whats worst is that i heard that the management will not moderate the score. So if that's the case, a 'F' is a sure for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;After UT, had communication module. I love communication cause the faci is just like us. So easy going, and that makes lesson quite fun. Topic for ytd was 'PRIVACY', and it was quite easy. Cause most of it is common sense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Went for lunch with ex classmate- Atiqah..Updates each other about our lives. I finished school at about 4.30pm, and Arti, Bal were waiting for me. So sweet=)..We walked to the mrt station together, and because of the rain, we had to take the shelther which means a longer walking time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;From there, I trained down to Cityhall and walked to GIORDANO. Work ytd was very  fun. After a very long time, i am actually working with my in-charge, who is so chin chai. Makes working life fun fun fun.!!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sales reached $1250 ytd. not bad..Having positive for month to date. But we still got another 52% to go, to each target for october. In charge- Andy thought me new stuff ytd. Kind of complicating. He said that he wants me to be a strong worker, and has a lot of confidence in me..Yipee=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;He has approved my request for a one week holiday. So it means that from the 25th, till the 31st, i will be off. Resting time for me- AT LAST. It is really stressful to work, and study. But no choice. I tend to spend a lot, and it is not really nice to always ask my parents for money. On the process to being an independent child..=) (praises for me)&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;Reached home at about 11.20pm. Baby talked to me all the way..Will be meeting Baby later, for shopping, and then heading to his house for some indian prayers. I have not seen him for 2 days, and i really miss him dearly. Haiz..Nvm, later he will make up to it..&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;Will blog soon alright. Take care peers&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/7050051652324857794-2921355674110707833?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/2921355674110707833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=2921355674110707833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/2921355674110707833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/2921355674110707833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-week-off-which-means-enjoyment.html' title='One week off, which means enjoyment=)'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-18103793906311098</id><published>2008-10-16T13:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T13:57:45.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day out'/><title type='text'>Day out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;  October 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Went to school in the morning. Had cognitive module, which was like so complicating and bored. Manage to go through it. Jaspreet came and met me at Woodland mrt station, and we trained down to Tiong Bahru. Went to Baby's house. Bought chicken rice, and ate at his house. Baby is like so lazy, always complaining he is tired. Only Jaspreet knows what happen at his house..Haha.I had to practically drag him to eat his chicken rice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jaspreet took a video of us fighting on the bed. Haha..I am not going to upload it, cause it is so embarassing. Not really sure whether Jas will publish it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Headed to temple straight after that. Met Arti, Bal, Sonu, Vicky etc at temple. Slacked outside temple and at about 8.45pm, we left the temple. Jaspreet and me started taking photo at the mrt station. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257626280659392450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SPbXPwR2F8I/AAAAAAAAAII/mdD79NYBJx8/s320/DSC01324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257626290645136274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SPbXQVeoc5I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cCwzvmW4nTo/s320/DSC01325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257626298359249074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SPbXQyN0eLI/AAAAAAAAAIY/xBE2jZ-cpYU/s320/DSC01326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257626298393374114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SPbXQyV9LaI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mXOF2mCl8dI/s320/DSC01327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We went to eat KFC. After that, headed back home. Had a great day..=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050051652324857794-18103793906311098?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/18103793906311098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=18103793906311098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/18103793906311098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/18103793906311098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-out.html' title='Day out'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SPbXPwR2F8I/AAAAAAAAAII/mdD79NYBJx8/s72-c/DSC01324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-4413852301776501820</id><published>2008-10-16T13:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T13:10:46.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back to the old look'/><title type='text'>Back to the old look</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;14 October&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;Nothin much happen for the past few days. Reborned my hair, cause i was like so sick of my stupid curls. Its so difficult to take care. I just gave up. Went to the Saloon at jaslyn house. Got a offer, and i had to pay like only $120, which is so cheap. Arti accompanied me till about 2.30pm. And yeah i forget, i went for Ut in the morning, and left during first break-out, just to reborn my hair. That shows that my hair is more important than my studies. Omg. Haha..&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;Baby accompanied me all the way, which was till 4.45pm. He slept half way which i was doing my hair..I think because he had disturbed Arti and me too much, thus he was tired. Jaspreet came just as i was about to finish. Went to Baby's house after that. Slacked for a while, and went down to eat, cause i was super hungry. &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;Baby met Faizal at Telok Bhangla, and they headed towards Redhill ( they were going to the gym). From Redhill, I took a train back. Went to bed at 9.15pm, but couldnt sleep cause Baby had not reached home yet. He called me once he reached home, and soon after i fell asleep. That was about 10.15pm. &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;*Baby body is coming bigger and stronger as days go past. At least he is training, not drinking or wasting money on useless things. So i am quite satisfied with his current life=)&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/7050051652324857794-4413852301776501820?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/4413852301776501820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=4413852301776501820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/4413852301776501820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/4413852301776501820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-to-old-look.html' title='Back to the old look'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-3555299022126568419</id><published>2008-10-16T12:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T12:58:23.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jaspreet&apos;s Birthday'/><title type='text'>Jaspreet's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;12 October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Since it was my sister birthday, my mother planned to go to Johor for shopping. We left the house at about 10.30..Some pictures which we took outside the house=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and yeah, the t-shirt is the one Baby chose for me..His favourite- EVERLAST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257607774064248802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SPbGah1uh-I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/CCVf3tqNCeo/s320/DSC01281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257607783985101106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SPbGbGzCuTI/AAAAAAAAAHY/4OyR1h9GGi0/s320/DSC01283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257607786919159410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SPbGbRuk5nI/AAAAAAAAAHg/D0OYc5dupJM/s320/DSC01286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;We took the bus from rochor and reach Johor at about 11.30pm. Had lunch, walked around..Bought Punjabi suits for diwali, and lots of stuff..Had a enjoyable time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;We left johor at about 4.30pm, and on the way back in the bus, my darling sister fell asleep. Manage to get some unglam pictures of her..hehehe=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257608603213777970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SPbHKyqYTDI/AAAAAAAAAHo/kdzGQiR_ZAQ/s320/DSC01294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257608602916058594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SPbHKxjZdeI/AAAAAAAAAHw/j1ljtWk0tTk/s320/DSC01295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;So sorry Jaspreet..I was just too tempted to post it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Once we reached Singapore, Jas and me when to meet Darvin at Bugis. Walked around for a while, and at about 8pm, we headed to Pizza Hut.. Met Sate and his gf, Maureen there. Had a wonderful dinner. It was on me, so i had to pay about $60 for it. Anyway, its just for my loves, Jas and Darvin..Anything for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Left Pizza Hut, and went to play 'catch bear'. Didnt get anything, so i was very angry. I brought Baby to Action City and told me I liked one of the bear. He had saved money for his petrol car tires- which is about $30. I didnt want him to waste money on the bear, so we just headed to Mini Toons. Baby said that he wanted to go to the toilet, so when we left, we proceeded in shopping. Suddenly, he came from behind and surprised me with the same Pooh bear which i liked. I was so happy..Seventh heaven. He scarificed his car tires money me. I felt so loved. Thanks baby. You make me feel so wanted..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257610628237533138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SPbJAqdqn9I/AAAAAAAAAH4/b2kZk4AcsCQ/s320/DSC01296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;and that adds to my bear collection=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257610626047240642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SPbJAiTdacI/AAAAAAAAAIA/AAxw4AsvmQM/s320/DSC01298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; Trained back home, and slept a few minutes after that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Jaspreet has turned 15 now. One more year elder.&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/7050051652324857794-3555299022126568419?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/3555299022126568419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=3555299022126568419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/3555299022126568419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/3555299022126568419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/10/jaspreets-birthday.html' title='Jaspreet&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SPbGah1uh-I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/CCVf3tqNCeo/s72-c/DSC01281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-6265071017149704662</id><published>2008-10-16T11:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T12:40:45.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mac Chicken Birthday cake'/><title type='text'>The Mac Chicken Birthday cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;11 0ctober&lt;br /&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I have not blogged for a long time. Lots of pictures to put up, but currently I dont really have the time to do it. So i will just update my blog with all the past post in one day&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;&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;I reached home at about 11.45pm. Went to work, and finished quite late cause i had to do stock take. On the way back, talked to Jaslyn. She entertained me all the way till I reached home. I was telling her about my sister's birthday, which would be in like 30 mins time. She suggested to me that i should get for her a cake, but a special one. Mac CHICKEN plain. So i decided to get it for you. At 12 sharp, i presented the Mac chicken to her, with a small candle in the centre. She was kind of shock, and her reaction was like 'SO CUTE'. Haha..&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;&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;Some pictures which i took&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257606560308321682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SPbFT4Pw3ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/7WG_9DYCD6s/s320/DSC01270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257606569090135810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SPbFUY9gtwI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3ahgLxY8flM/s320/DSC01274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257606572679059186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SPbFUmVLVvI/AAAAAAAAAHI/f4VFlshk1S0/s320/DSC01276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I was the first one to wish her, and i am proud of it. Such a good sister=)Anyway, I slept soon after&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/7050051652324857794-6265071017149704662?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/6265071017149704662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=6265071017149704662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/6265071017149704662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/6265071017149704662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/10/mac-chicken-birthday-cake.html' title='The Mac Chicken Birthday cake'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SPbFT4Pw3ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/7WG_9DYCD6s/s72-c/DSC01270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-709988741132852636</id><published>2008-10-13T10:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T11:36:47.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping with Baby'/><title type='text'>Shopping with Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; 10 october&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Skipped school, and headed to Baby's house in the morning. I was so tired, that i feel asleep the moment I jumped on the bed. Had a wonderful, peaceful sleep. Got up at about 1 plus. Started getting ready, cause Baby had to go to MCYS to see his probation officer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Pictures just before we left Baby's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256469501996489650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SPK7KX8s27I/AAAAAAAAAGg/zxopeMp9NRo/s320/DSC01248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;The only one I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256469649914533506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SPK7S-_HFoI/AAAAAAAAAGo/my5byXxK4TE/s320/DSC01249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I was very hungry, so we went to at chicken rice at the coffee shop. Super tastyy..Since it ws already 2.30pm, we cabbed down to MCYS. Waited for about 1 hr..Some indian guy wanted to get to know me, but i rejected. LOL. too bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;       I was clearly very bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256470379699778658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SPK79dpeNGI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Nj8ssZ3Ixvg/s320/DSC01257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;We headed to Orchard after that, and I went for shopping. Bought a few stuff. One skirt, 2 tops. Baby choose the clothing for me.  I was like super happy. He is changing for the better. I am so happy to see him in this wayy..Hope he will remain like this, always..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Even though you dont know about me having a blog baby, I just want to ask that i love you..More and more each dayy.&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/7050051652324857794-709988741132852636?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/709988741132852636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=709988741132852636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/709988741132852636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/709988741132852636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/10/shopping-with-baby.html' title='Shopping with Baby'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SPK7KX8s27I/AAAAAAAAAGg/zxopeMp9NRo/s72-c/DSC01248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-4460024106953065969</id><published>2008-10-09T10:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T10:31:23.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOY LOVES GIRL'/><title type='text'>BOY LOVES GIRL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;October 09&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;Ok, well, ytd had a fight with BABY. It was just a small thing, but due to our stubborness, it became worst. He said he will meet me at Tiong Bahru in like 20-25 mins. And when i called Baby when i was about to reach, he still was at home, and the worst thing was that he still wasnt ready. I was so pissed off, an wat made things worst was that he shouted at me. I was like so hurt. Was it suppose to be my fault? And yet i was being blamed for me. &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;And way, i didnt bother caling him. I called Jaslyn and went to meet her. Baby called me once i reached Boon Keng, and told me to come to temple. First you vent your anger on me, and then you tell me to come to temple. You alway tend to hurt me, and then apologize. What's the use? The scar will always be there.&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;Anyway, I didnt go to temple, cause i already made plans with Jaslyn. On the way there, I teared.  Well, i am just too soft hearted. &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;Once i saw Jaslyn, I just started tearing again. I am suppose to be happy in a relationship, but why is it that we always end up fighting? I just miss all my happy times with my gals. I never used to be sad, and they were always there making me happy. But like what jaslyn say, there is always a sunshine after a rain fall..&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;Slacked with her, and went to eat KFC. Related some of my problems to her, and she really made me feel so much better. it has been long since I have laughed so much, and thanks to her, i did ytd. &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;Planning to reborn my hair next week, when i am free. I got to go to work later. So bored and sian of it. Going for break now..&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;and yeah, when i on my computer in the morning in class, i received a offline message from baby. If baby happens to read my blog, he is sure going to kill me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DaRviN sent 10/9/2008 12:41 AM:&lt;br /&gt;sweet heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DaRviN sent 10/9/2008 12:41 AM:&lt;br /&gt;i cannot slp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DaRviN sent 10/9/2008 12:41 AM:&lt;br /&gt;i miss u so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DaRviN sent 10/9/2008 12:41 AM:&lt;br /&gt;i keep on thinking about u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DaRviN sent 10/9/2008 12:41 AM:&lt;br /&gt;i love u so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DaRviN sent 10/9/2008 12:41 AM:&lt;br /&gt;i cant bear to fite wif u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DaRviN sent 10/9/2008 12:42 AM:&lt;br /&gt;no more fite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DaRviN sent 10/9/2008 12:42 AM:&lt;br /&gt;i dunt care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DaRviN sent 10/9/2008 12:42 AM:&lt;br /&gt;i goin to try to slp now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DaRviN sent 10/9/2008 12:42 AM:&lt;br /&gt;i love u baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DaRviN sent 10/9/2008 12:45 AM:&lt;br /&gt;i miss you so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DaRviN sent 10/9/2008 12:45 AM:&lt;br /&gt;no more fites k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DaRviN sent 10/9/2008 12:46 AM:&lt;br /&gt;i juz wish tt u were here wif me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DaRviN sent 10/9/2008 12:46 AM:&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DaRviN sent 10/9/2008 12:46 AM:&lt;br /&gt;i hate it wen we fite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DaRviN sent 10/9/2008 12:46 AM:&lt;br /&gt;make love not war!! u dumb dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DaRviN sent 10/9/2008 12:46 AM:&lt;br /&gt;ok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DaRviN sent 10/9/2008 12:46 AM:&lt;br /&gt;bt bfo tt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DaRviN sent 10/9/2008 12:52 AM:&lt;br /&gt;here's a song i dedicate to u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DaRviN sent 10/9/2008 12:58 AM:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Va9Bd3SIZHw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Va9Bd3SIZHw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After clicking on the link, and watching the video plus song, i actually teared in class. Just before my UT. I was so touched. I dont know how to express myself, but the tears just came down automactically.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050051652324857794-4460024106953065969?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/4460024106953065969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=4460024106953065969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/4460024106953065969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/4460024106953065969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/10/boy-loves-girl.html' title='BOY LOVES GIRL'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-2897559409141441860</id><published>2008-10-09T09:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T10:05:15.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No one takes the blame on themselves..'/><title type='text'>No one takes the blame on themselves..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;For you, My boy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;You are every reason, every hope &amp;amp; every dream I've ever had, and no matter what happens to us in the future. Everyday we are together is the greatest day of my life. I will always be yours. And, my darlin you will always be mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I love you.It will never come to an end. Because, you've got me hooked. You are my addiction.And even if my heart gets broken, you are also the one who can fix it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;That's the problem with us. We're too much &lt;em&gt;alike&lt;/em&gt;. We're stubborn asses &amp;amp; always want to get our own way. We both&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hate to be wrong &amp;amp; love to be right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; But that's the thing about &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;. No matter what happens, we always come back for each other one more time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PS: I Love You, forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Never forget that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254969086975106306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SO1miubPXQI/AAAAAAAAAGY/vISPEZzqvnE/s320/POURING+RAIN.gif" border="0" /&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/7050051652324857794-2897559409141441860?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/2897559409141441860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=2897559409141441860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/2897559409141441860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/2897559409141441860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-one-takes-blame-on-themselves.html' title='No one takes the blame on themselves..'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SO1miubPXQI/AAAAAAAAAGY/vISPEZzqvnE/s72-c/POURING+RAIN.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-933672558715444038</id><published>2008-10-08T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T14:48:53.110+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Capricorn Woman'/><title type='text'>The Capricorn Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CAPRICORN WOMAN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A tall slim, cool and quiet woman. Once she is mad she can be very fierce. She can work better than some men and she is very high confident woman. In her opinion, woman is not just a flower or decoration at home or at an office and certainly not a weak sex who needs protection.She likes to control and hide her weak emotions. She will never try to change anyone, but she will learn to accept them as they are. If she does not like someone, she will not comments or criticize but she will completely ignore that person. She hate plastic and an artificial flower because it make her feel that you are not being sincere. She loves real flower and its scent. She loves a guy who wears after shave cologne. If you are a type of a guy who wears your Jean one month before washing, or wear an old sneaker, then you can forget about her. She loves music and nature even there is a rare case otherwise. She loves to go picnic in nature, so if you don't have so much time for her, you can take her fishing too. She is not as jealous as Aquarius or Leo woman, but do not cross the line O.K. Better not to see she gets mad, especially in front of public when she feels like loosing face. She loves to make upand dress perfectly and very neat, so never rush her for this matter. She has her own goal in life and does not care if you have a doctorate degree or not, if she thinks you are not bright then she will not care about you at all. She likes smart people by character not by certificate shown. If you can not show her this quality, go and take a bus and go to the next stop. She does not like a dreamer who talks about his dream but never put his hands in action to make it happens. Don't bother to tell her 'everyone is doing it, you should do it too', or 'I think you should do it, it's good for you', because she will do what she wants to do only. She is a neat and tidy person, so if your apartment is a pigsty, do not take her there. If you go out on a date with her, try to be presentable such as nice and clean dress, clean nails or else it will be your last date. She is a cool type and will not nag, so easy on your ears. She is a slow but sure type. She will always respect and honor you and will never try to make you loose your face. If she loves you, she will help you in anything you do. She likes to help people and expect nothing in return. If she asks you for a favor and does not get one, she will feel very disappoint. She has a high hope and a high faith and beliefs in her own confident than believing in 'Luck'. If she is your wife, you will have nice and clean home and a gourmet cooking. If your parents visit your house, they will be please. She is a 3 in 1 means , a perfect mother, a perfect housewife, a perfect wife or you could say 'happily ever after'.&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;&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="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;*well, i guess it just says about me&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/7050051652324857794-933672558715444038?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/933672558715444038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=933672558715444038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/933672558715444038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/933672558715444038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/10/capricorn-woman.html' title='The Capricorn Woman'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-7389371692529255522</id><published>2008-10-08T13:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T13:40:24.258+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Couple Chain'/><title type='text'>Couple Chain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;October &lt;strong&gt;07&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Woke up in the morning at about 6.15am. I was so sleepy, and could hardly get out of bed. Had to force myself, and this is the quote which motivates me- ' Should i enjoy now, or later'? Ok, well, in RP, I can actually skip 2 lessons per module. So i am actually saving it to the end. I have skipped 2 modules, once of each. Cognitive, and Maths. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Decided to leave school once I finsh presenting. I actually finished at 3pm, but my &lt;strong&gt;dumb baby &lt;/strong&gt;was still at Telok Bhangla. He was suppose to come and fetch me. I was like so pissed off. So, i just staying in school, and waited for the whole lesson to end. I wish all my Faci's are like my Maths faci. He also has the same thinking as us, ' present fast, so tat we can leave earlier'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And the worst thing which happened, was that the power circuit tripped, which meant that the aircon, was switched off. Everyone was so restless, and thus, lesson ended at 4pm ( which is actually 30 mins earlier)..Woohoo=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Took a train towards Cityhall. Meeting point was at Yio Chu Kang, but clever me, missed the stop. I was too engross in my phone, and the song which i was hearing through my ear piece covered up the announcement which said ' next stop, Yio Chu Kang'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So i was happily sitting down, when i realised that Ang Mo Kio had arrived. I quickly jumped out of my seat, and got off the train. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Called Baby and ask him to come to Ang Mo Kio. As usual, he didnt agree. At Ang Mo Kio, I had to get down the escalator to go to the opposite line. So leicheyy.!! Anyway, i got the train, and when back to Yio Chu Kang. Baby was waiting for me, but he didnt see me. So i sat beside him, quietly. He was looking at the other side, so he didnt realise that i was sitting next to him. And the moment he turned, my baby got SCARED!!. It was a moment worth seeing=)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;We headed down to PS, and we decided to go to couple lab. As we were choosing, Bal and Arti spotted us. It was such a coincedence. It took us like 20 mins to choose. Baby and I choosed to get a chain. At LAST, I GOT A COUPLE CHAIN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;We ate burger king with Bal and arti, and soon after that, went to collect the locket. We wore it for each other, and I was like so so happyy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Bal and Arti left about 6.45pm. BABY and me decided to go to Kallang to slack. We reached there about 7.15pm. Sat down, talked about countless of things, and about 9.00pm we left. The bus took very long to come, so we had no choice but to take a cab back, due to Baby's probation. We headed to PP first, and from there baby took the cab back to Telok Bhangla. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;It was indeed a great day, and i really enjoyed myself. I am so happy that i got the couple chain, which is something that will prove our love and a symbol of being in each other's heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Reached home, bathe, did my RJ and went to sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050051652324857794-7389371692529255522?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/7389371692529255522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=7389371692529255522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/7389371692529255522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/7389371692529255522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/10/couple-chain.html' title='Couple Chain'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-3280967385938224736</id><published>2008-10-07T11:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T11:44:22.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tiring Day'/><title type='text'>Tiring Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;6th October&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;Went to school. Had Science module, which was so difficult. Could hardly understand anything. Sometimes i do wonder how i am going to pass my UT, if i dont understand anything. The worst thing is that they would not moderate the score. &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;Finish school slightly late. About 4.45pm. I had to rush to work. Had no time to do RJ in class, so the only way was to do it at night. I reached work at about 6.05pm. I bought MOS burger, as i was quite hungry. My incharge is quite understand, so he didnt say anything when i came late. I was like so tired. Hardly had the mood to serve customers. I decided to take over cashier, as it is the easiest. The only thing is that I am afraid that i will get a shortage. But for the past 1 and a half months,  i haven got a single shortage. Wow, i am good at counting cash. Ok, i shouldnt be too over confident. shh..&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;I decided to leave work slightly early. By 10.10pm, i left the shop. I didnt do closing and passed it to my collegue to do it for me. They are really wonderful people. If i happen to be transfered to any other outlet, I think i will leave the job immediately. I dont wish to work with anyone else, except for my outlet staff..&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;Daddy came to fetch me. So sweet of him. I reached home about 10.30pm. I did my rj, bathe, talked to Baby for about 30 mins, and then i slept which was about 1am. ZZZzzz&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/7050051652324857794-3280967385938224736?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/3280967385938224736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=3280967385938224736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/3280967385938224736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/3280967385938224736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/10/tiring-day.html' title='Tiring Day'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-7190528221124363035</id><published>2008-10-07T11:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T11:24:55.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A working day'/><title type='text'>A working day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; October- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sundayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Spent the whole day at work. Working full shift. From 10am till about 10.30pm. Had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nasi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lemak&lt;/span&gt; from Marina square. Its like just a walking distance from my working place. Aisha &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;recommanded&lt;/span&gt; it to me. I packed it back to my shop, and ate it. It was quite delicious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Had my second break about 7.30pm. I ate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;MeeRebus&lt;/span&gt;.. I think i am going to put on lots of weight. Have been eating a lot recently. Chocolate are my favourites currently. I also bought some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mochi&lt;/span&gt; peach flavour ice cream. I used to eat a lot of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mochi&lt;/span&gt; Ice cream last time, with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jaslyn&lt;/span&gt;. But it got sold out at my house 7-11. And i now found it once again, at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;cityLINK&lt;/span&gt; 7-11. I am going to finish it all up soon..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Anyway, i finished work at about 10.30pm. Talked to Daddy, Mummy, disturbed and irritated &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jaspreet&lt;/span&gt;( as usual), and once i was tired, i went to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Jaspreet&lt;/span&gt; is currently having her final year exams, and i can see that she has been very stressed recently. Her birthday is coming up this Sunday, and i got to think of what to get for her pretty soon. She is expecting something really big from me, and i am not really sure whether i will be able to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;fufill&lt;/span&gt; it. But as a elder sister, i will try..AND I DO LOVE MY LITTLE SISTER..LOTS AND LOTS. I can do anything for her, ANYTHING..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254245785760518402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SOrUtDbZUQI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/g03YWPjtvqo/s320/DSC00458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050051652324857794-7190528221124363035?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/7190528221124363035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=7190528221124363035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/7190528221124363035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/7190528221124363035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/10/working-day.html' title='A working day'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SOrUtDbZUQI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/g03YWPjtvqo/s72-c/DSC00458.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-3222694339330356315</id><published>2008-10-07T10:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T11:04:03.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The baby POOH'/><title type='text'>The baby POOH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;4th October- Saturday&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;Worked morning shift.. Got up about 8.30am..I was like totally shagged..Could hardly get up, but no choice..Reached work about 10.10am, which is about 10 mins late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;After work, Jaspreet, &lt;em&gt;Baby,&lt;/em&gt; Faizal came to fetch me. &lt;em&gt;Baby&lt;/em&gt; bought for me a &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;baby pooh&lt;/span&gt;. I was so happy. I just love soft toys, especially the ones which &lt;em&gt;Baby&lt;/em&gt; buys for me. They have a special meaning in them=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254240477850714882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SOrP4F7FQwI/AAAAAAAAAFw/TE2rTrhCQRU/s320/DSC01211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Anyway, we headed to BoonLay, cause &lt;em&gt;BABY&lt;/em&gt; wanted to collect weights from his uncle house. Took a train there. Once we reached there, we headed straight to Reshimi house. At first, she was very shy, running around. She was actually hiding in the room all the while. &lt;em&gt;Baby &lt;/em&gt;and Faizal when to the uncle house, which is just a block away to get the weights. Once they left, Reshimi came running out immediately. So, we got the answer..She was actually shy, cause the guys were around. She is just so adorable. Starting to talk a little, here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Here are some pictures of Reshimi=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254240625338486610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SOrQArW6D1I/AAAAAAAAAF4/gV4r0u65YPo/s320/DSC01219.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Totally Stunned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254240912682680082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SOrQRZzGfxI/AAAAAAAAAGA/HzjRNCNZzVc/s320/DSC01225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Reshimi mother did for me threading, which means that I save $6. Have been spending quite a lot this month. From $700, i have only $500 left. That concludes that i have spent about $200 plus in just 8 days. Saving is something which is quite impossible for me to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254241040826332770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SOrQY3K7dmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/MHGXHIeAj2M/s320/DSC01223.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It was quite painful, and i got a cut.=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We left the house about 9.15pm. &lt;em&gt;Baby&lt;/em&gt; has probation, so he got to reach home by 10pm. Its quite difficult at times. We hardly spend time at night, but its ok. I will usually go to his house to slack with him. We dropped at telok bhangla. Jas and myself went to his house for a while. Talked to his mother. His mother is someone who is really funny, and they get along very well. I know his mother likes me a lot=)..( that is a plus point for me).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Left &lt;em&gt;Baby&lt;/em&gt; house at about 11.15pm. Took a cab back with Jas, cause i am kind of rich now. Bought Macs, and went back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Slept at about 1am plus. Got to rest well, cause Sunday i will be working full shift..YUCKS!!&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/7050051652324857794-3222694339330356315?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/3222694339330356315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=3222694339330356315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/3222694339330356315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/3222694339330356315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/10/baby-pooh.html' title='The baby POOH'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SOrP4F7FQwI/AAAAAAAAAFw/TE2rTrhCQRU/s72-c/DSC01211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-1992292612205628639</id><published>2008-10-02T14:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T14:51:12.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natasha B&apos;day'/><title type='text'>Natasha B'day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2nd October&lt;/em&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;Just celebrated Natasha birthday, about 10 minutes ago. Surprised here. She is the person i am closest to in class. We talk about almost everything. Well, here are some of the pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252441915270642418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SORsF-MUOvI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-dZpZZdsweo/s320/DSC01184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252442075820869682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SORsPUSeSDI/AAAAAAAAAFY/1J_T9NpyIZU/s320/DSC01190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                       &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#006600;"&gt;Polar puff and cakes chocolate cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252442528721439874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SORspreYjII/AAAAAAAAAFg/-Sw_tkwXK9E/s320/DSC01192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#006600;"&gt; Her smile says it all=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252442987993871650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SORtEaZdtSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/v9U_XlVSveI/s320/DSC01198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                                &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#006600;"&gt;  W45J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050051652324857794-1992292612205628639?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/1992292612205628639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=1992292612205628639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/1992292612205628639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/1992292612205628639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/10/natasha-bday.html' title='Natasha B&apos;day'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SORsF-MUOvI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-dZpZZdsweo/s72-c/DSC01184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-440770051069251043</id><published>2008-10-02T10:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T10:35:49.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hari Raya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='At Tasha house'/><title type='text'>Hari Raya, At Tasha house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;1 October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Selamat Hari raya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Woke up at about 4pm. Straight away called &lt;em&gt;Jaslyn&lt;/em&gt; to confirm meeting time. We decided to meet at 5.30pm, at Pp mrt station. We took a train to Hougang, and then a bus to &lt;em&gt;Tasha&lt;/em&gt; house. Reached her house at about 6.30pm. There were only a few people at her house. Sat down and talk, talk and talk. &lt;em&gt;Hafiz&lt;/em&gt; topic came out and she was kind of sad when we talked about him. &lt;em&gt;Jaslyn&lt;/em&gt; and me felt very sad for her, cause &lt;em&gt;Hafiz&lt;/em&gt; mother kinds of blame her for his accident. When he was around, they didnt appericiate him. And when he is gone, all the blame goes to Tasha. Well, we told her to be strong, as we know that it wasnt her fault at all. &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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Drop the topic. We ate so much of food. As usual, my gal cooks the best. Really enjoyed. We sat down at the dinning table for about 2 hrs. Gossips., memories, etc. All of it was being talked about. We left her house at about 9 plus. Went we were going down, we saw &lt;em&gt;anbarasi&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Ajay&lt;/em&gt; coming up. Her timing is always screwed up. &lt;em&gt;Jaslyn&lt;/em&gt; and me took a bus back to Hougang interchange. Bought my screen protector, and handphone pouch from there. Headed back home straight after that. &lt;em&gt;Baby&lt;/em&gt; made me a little &lt;strong&gt;pissed&lt;/strong&gt;, cause he didnt answer his phone when i called him a number of times. I slept about 11pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252377827876331298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SOQxzmC03yI/AAAAAAAAAEw/zcbz60GnEPY/s320/DSC01168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                                     &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;At &lt;em&gt;Tasha&lt;/em&gt; house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252378766039955202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SOQyqM-dtwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/5gJaz_CxJxA/s320/DSC01169.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I miss &lt;em&gt;Tasha&lt;/em&gt; so much. She is really busy nowadays, and from her eyes, i could see that she doesnt sleep properly. She claims that it is her NAFA projects which is bringing her down, but deep down, i know that there is a different reason for her condition. I am just waiting for her to tell it to us, and till then, i will just pretend that i dont know anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252378270585762658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SOQyNXQ-s2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/aisSfC4Sq2k/s320/DSC01172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050051652324857794-440770051069251043?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/440770051069251043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=440770051069251043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/440770051069251043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/440770051069251043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/10/hari-raya-at-tasha-house.html' title='Hari Raya, At Tasha house'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SOQxzmC03yI/AAAAAAAAAEw/zcbz60GnEPY/s72-c/DSC01168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-68799929539738936</id><published>2008-10-02T09:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T10:11:38.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bhangra Night'/><title type='text'>Bhangra night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;30th September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Woke up at about 2 plus in the afternoon. Had plans to buy a new phone, so called Jaspreet to ask her where she was. Met &lt;em&gt;Mummy&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Jaspreet&lt;/em&gt; at Outram park, and from there, we went to Bugis Junction. Headed to the &lt;em&gt;M1&lt;/em&gt; shop where i searched for the phone which i wanted. Had quite a tough choice, between &lt;em&gt;G900&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;C902&lt;/em&gt;. Decided to get the C902 as i was afraid that the touch screen would be too irritating for me. Sign a new M1 line, and terminated my old Singtel line. Have to pay $250 cause i didnt finish the&lt;em&gt; Singtel&lt;/em&gt; contract. Arghh..But nvm, currently i am working, so it wouldnt really be a problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Went back home, charged the phone. Started getting ready to head for the bhangra night. It was raining quite heavily, so got a little delay. Reached Clarke quay at about 12am. Baby and me walked to Indochine, and we got a little wet. Met Arti, Bal, etc at the 7-11. We went in the club at about 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Waited for Rishi Rich to come. We got the priority to stand right at the front, just next to the stage. He came about 2am. he wasnt the main attraction.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; H-Darmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was the one, which made all the girls melt. He was like so super hot, and he was just infront of us. When he was singing, he practically will look into your eyes. I just dont know how to express it. But it was truly a wonderful experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252370621345149586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SOQrQHn5spI/AAAAAAAAAEg/G_Q-o-RSPyg/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, Govind&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;em&gt; me&lt;/em&gt; left Indochine and headed to Krish. It was raining. Had to take off my high heels, and run in the rain. When i reached Krish, i looked like as if I just had a bathe, with all my hair drenched. It was so cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Saw &lt;em&gt;Darvin &lt;/em&gt;father at krish. Sate was also there. Met &lt;em&gt;Darvinder&lt;/em&gt; there. Saw him after i guess 1 year. it has been long, but he still looks the same. Remembered all the old times in punjabi school and the nonsense which we used to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252371482108786514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SOQsCON8d1I/AAAAAAAAAEo/e2byXurRPMg/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;We left Krish at about 6am. Had a difficult time finding a taxi. Cause it was a public holiday, plus it was raining. &lt;em&gt;Baby&lt;/em&gt; and me took a cab over to my place, slacked for a while, and i reached home about 9am. Had a great time with &lt;em&gt;Baby&lt;/em&gt; and everyone else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and yeah, Selamat Hari Raya to all my Malay friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Byee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050051652324857794-68799929539738936?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/68799929539738936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=68799929539738936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/68799929539738936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/68799929539738936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/10/bhangra-night.html' title='Bhangra night'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SOQrQHn5spI/AAAAAAAAAEg/G_Q-o-RSPyg/s72-c/Image006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-7584480079454858376</id><published>2008-09-29T12:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T12:13:22.964+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chalet'/><title type='text'>Chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;Hello..&lt;br /&gt;Ok, well i know i have not been blogging for quite a long time. It's actually because i have been very busy in school, and work. I dont really have the time to do it, but as soon as i am free, i will blog ok??&lt;br /&gt;Ok, well..lets talk bout ytd, at Karanraj chalet&lt;br /&gt;I worked on the 27th, till about 11pm- due to the F1 thing. Once shop closed, i went to Tiong Bahru, wher Amardeep, Faizal, bal, Vicky, Darvin came to fetch me by Amar's car. We headed down to east coast chalet.&lt;br /&gt;We were slightly too late for the cake cutting, and so we just started to mingle around. By 2am, the drama started. I don really want to mention the names, but all the people around there knew what kind of shit they were doing. It actually just spoilt everything up.&lt;br /&gt;But who actually cares. The stable few of us when to play true or dare. but it really wasnt true or dare. If the bottled pointed at you, you had to take a shot of either Vodka, or whiskey. Well, it was kind of fun. In that way, we could finish the excess bottles, as well as past time. I had to drink it one time, as well s Darvin. Once the bottles finished, we stopped the game.&lt;br /&gt;Baby and me walked to the Macdonalds, which was about 25 mins. As usual, he was complaining all the way. Made me take a cab back.&lt;br /&gt;We went to catch bear, and luckily, he got for me one Lilo and stitch. Tat adds to my collection which he has actually collected for me. Thanks baby=)&lt;br /&gt;Once we reached the chalet, we decided to sleep for a while. But as usual, there will definitely be people around who will be making noise. We hardly slept, mauybe just for 1 hr or something. We checked out at 11.30am.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, Faizl, Vicky and me took a cab to telok bhangla.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Baby's house. His mother was at home, and she scolded us a little for coming back so late. We were so tired, that we just fell asleep, once our heads touch the pillow. Ashlyn was there. She is so adorable now, it is much easier to carry her now., At least i have a little confidence that i can do it&lt;br /&gt;We woke up about 5pm, and baby's sister, harveen came back home. She brought me down to the saloon to do some treatment to my hair. It cost $55, and she paid for me. I was so touched. That just shows how much his family loves me=)=).&lt;br /&gt;Went back to baby's house, and order Canadian Pizza. We talked for a while, and soon it was time to leave. Harveen, Ashlyn and me took a cab back together, and for the cab ride as well, harveen paid. I feel so bad. I actually wanted to pay for it, but she didnt allow. Thanks Harveen for all you have done. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Once i reach home, i bathe, talked to mummy for a while. And when to sleep. Now i got to go to the poly clinic to get mc for ytd. Another 2 hrs of waiting there. Argh!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i will blog soon again alright. Maybe tmr, or in a few days time.&lt;br /&gt;*so looking forward to the bhangra night on tuesday..&lt;br /&gt;Byebye&lt;br /&gt;Loves&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/7050051652324857794-7584480079454858376?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/7584480079454858376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=7584480079454858376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/7584480079454858376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/7584480079454858376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello_29.html' title='Chalet'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-6387587472159443405</id><published>2008-09-22T09:42:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:24:59.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Outing'/><title type='text'>Family Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Saturday was my Masi, 50th birthday celebration. We went for a cruise which was only from 6.30pm to 9.00pm. It was like a dinner cruise, in which we would eat in the cruise, which would be sailing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the group to arrive at cityHall Mrt station. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248655202711678210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SNb4GSoirQI/AAAAAAAAACo/hIUEBtHPbsc/s320/DSC01036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;                        The Flowers were the main attraction. 4 roses, and 3 chocolates. Yummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248655403835071858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SNb4R_4GHXI/AAAAAAAAACw/qRhuz0M0MPA/s320/DSC01034.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Once everyone arrived, we walked down to Pan Pacific Hotel. From there, the bus brought us to Marina jetty. The boarding time was 6.15pm. We decided to cut the small cake first, cause we were still early&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248656375785325730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SNb5KkrGBKI/AAAAAAAAAC4/SeQQr6QE4NM/s320/DSC01041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;y grandmother wearing the gold bangles which the family bout for my Masi. I heard it cost about $2k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248656541917502738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SNb5UPkF3RI/AAAAAAAAADA/0wy8prtYFfQ/s320/DSC01052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Ok, while talking and gossiping, we realised it was already 6.10pm. We rushed to the cruise, and went on Board. We say down and started talking. 5 mins after that, we went up, wher it was open air. And there again, we took photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SNb7mewhl1I/AAAAAAAAADo/dZ7bnBbli1A/s1600-h/DSC01081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248659054257084242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SNb7mewhl1I/AAAAAAAAADo/dZ7bnBbli1A/s320/DSC01081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SNb7SUUCBwI/AAAAAAAAADg/ChSBjl_Wvb8/s1600-h/DSC01080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248658707855836930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SNb7SUUCBwI/AAAAAAAAADg/ChSBjl_Wvb8/s320/DSC01080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;She did bully me=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248660600428702146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SNb9AeskKcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/RH2YKDHjSB0/s320/DSC01082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248660942425110402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SNb9UYu3N4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/g7Rtkh1m5rQ/s320/DSC01074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Ok, the pictures, which Jaspreet and myself took goes on and on. I just become a cam whore, when jaspreet is around. But it was fun. Enough of our pictures, lets move on to the family pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SNb-JwIvmcI/AAAAAAAAAEY/fAx_JRafIXY/s1600-h/DSC01087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248661859240745410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SNb-JwIvmcI/AAAAAAAAAEY/fAx_JRafIXY/s320/DSC01087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Mani aunty and myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SNb-CeA-KiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fbqo87kLo4Q/s1600-h/DSC01098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248661734117222946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SNb-CeA-KiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fbqo87kLo4Q/s320/DSC01098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I guess the pictures are enough. Took many for me to upload. But we did have lots of fun. Played catching in the cruise. And trip and fall. There is a cut on my knee, and it hurts a lot. But well, got to just tahan the pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;We went to little india after that, and ate some snacks at the CMK food restaurant next to mustafa centre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Took mrt back, and we reached home about 11.oopm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050051652324857794-6387587472159443405?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/6387587472159443405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=6387587472159443405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/6387587472159443405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/6387587472159443405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/09/family-outing.html' title='Family Outing'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SNb4GSoirQI/AAAAAAAAACo/hIUEBtHPbsc/s72-c/DSC01036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-7563576310395317933</id><published>2008-09-22T09:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T09:39:04.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mirrors'/><title type='text'>Mirrors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"&gt;Hello peeps,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"&gt;On friday, after school, Bal and myself met Arti and Darvin at Woodlands Mrt station. Darvin reached slightly late. We decided to buy the tickets first. Mirrors was the movie playing the earliest from the time we reached there. So we decided to purchase the tickets for it. Movie was at 5pm. Darvin reached at about 4.50pm, and we headed to the theatre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"&gt;The movie was very bloody, and disgusting. Maybe that was why they rated it M18. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"&gt;After the movie, we went to somerset, and then to cine-leisure. Took lots of neoprints together. it was superfun, and we were laughing almost half of the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"&gt;* Darvin t-shirt turned &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;, because it camoflaged with the background. It was hilarious. We walked down to dhoby ghuat mrt station from there. Sayang and me took 124, to his house, and from there, i returned back home. I was super tired, that i slept withing 2 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993300;"&gt;Byee=)&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/7050051652324857794-7563576310395317933?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/7563576310395317933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=7563576310395317933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/7563576310395317933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/7563576310395317933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/09/mirrors.html' title='Mirrors'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-3329710099879979947</id><published>2008-09-19T09:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T11:08:14.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surprise'/><title type='text'>Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Had quite a fun day ytd. Had Enterprise module. Was all about setting up a business and being able to run it successfully. During presentation, Siva and myself were playing some impossible quiz thing. You can try it too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zolofest.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;http://www.zolofest.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;. We played and played, laughing till the facilitator &lt;em&gt;stared&lt;/em&gt; at us. Lol.  Arti called me about 2pm. Told me that she wanted to give Bal a surprise, by coming to fetch him from school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Darvin called me, and told me to collect money from his friend, Indra at woodland's mrt station once my school end. Arti waited for us at the 7-11 in our school. Bal was kinda shock when he saw her. The stunned face. We walked to the mrt station together, Bal, Arti, Sharon, and myself. At the mrt station, while i was waiting for Indra to come, someone came and hugged me from behind. It was Baby!!!.. It was a surprise which he and arti planned out. I was extremely happy.. Went to eat KFC. Reach work at 6.30pm, which is 30 mins late. &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;Finished work at 10.30pm. Daddy fetch me home. Once i reached home, i did my RJ, ate double chocolate donut, and went to sleep. niteeyyy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050051652324857794-3329710099879979947?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/3329710099879979947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=3329710099879979947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/3329710099879979947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/3329710099879979947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/09/surprise.html' title='Surprise'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-5029301477735608771</id><published>2008-09-18T09:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T10:42:48.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Understanding Period'/><title type='text'>The Understanding Period</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hello..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The past 2 days have been the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;worst&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; time of my life. Fights, breaking up, arguements, crying...All this happened over the past 2 days. But now, everything is fine. I realised that maybe his possessiveness, is only good for me. It just shows that he cares, and doesnt want me to go the wrong way. Yes, it does get irritating after a while, but its only good for our future. So yup. I will listen to my BOY from today onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Skipped school ytd, as i needed to talk to Darvin urgently, about our relationship. Went for threading, and then headed to his house. He was training at home. So i just sat down there, and watch him. Talked to him, and told him that i love him a lot. I just dont want him to be over possessive and i also dont want him to suspect him anymore. Cause the only person i love, is HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Everything was settled. I guess he understood what i actually wanted from this relationship. Only happiness. But well, we cnt be happy always. There will definitely be problems here and there, and we got to face it together. &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;I went online, and checked through friendster. We kept on arguing about the songs which were playing. I wanted the slow kind, while he wanted the rock ones. But obviously, i had to win. So he gave in to me. I was so bored that i started taking photo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here are some of them=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247180209745023234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SNG6mZpP0QI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0iIkNBQ6NpU/s320/DSC01016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                                &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;At DARVIN'S house &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247180431200029938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SNG6zSoPDPI/AAAAAAAAACY/pG4OW0FCyjc/s320/DSC01018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We got ready, and headed to temple. And yeah. My hair was quite messy as i washed it. I &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; think that his mum's hair moisturiser is very good.  Planning to get it, but only once my pay comes in. Cause currently, i am super BROKE!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247181233827683202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="248" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SNG7iAplG4I/AAAAAAAAACg/sENLt0VDOD4/s320/DSC01015.JPG" width="192" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We went to temple, met Bal, Govind, Sonu, Harveen, Golen, Vicky, etc.. The sambal was super tasty. Yummy. Left temple about 9pm. And i reach home at 9.30pm. On the way home, just under my block, met snukar's niece and nephew. They are so adorable. Innocent young kids. I just love kids SO MUCH!!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Headed back home. Ate cheese fries which i bought from KFC. Talked to DARVIN about the Bhangra night which will be happening on the 30th. The plans for it. And slept soon after. &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:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Really glad and happy that everything has been settled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/26/b.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/26/a.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/26/b.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/26/y.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt; 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I have been giving in too much, and thus, you took advantage. If you have that much of pride in you, I have more. Well, its all up to fate to decide on what to do. I am still young, and i know my future will be bright if i continue to concentrate on my studies. I dont need to go behind you, and beg you to not leave me, cause i know that i am strong enough to bring myself up. All i got to say, is that you should appericiate what you have now, as you would not know when it will be gone. From today, i am telling myself that i will be strong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway, ytd had quite a lot of fun, till the evening, when everything changed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When for lunch with Bal, arti, Zee. We had burger king, and then, we went to the arcade. Arti and myself played some drum game. Bal and zee were racing with each other. I HAD SO MUCH OF FUN. By having Arti around, i know that there is at least extra girl whom i can share my problems and sorrow with. Thanks babe. I had&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;STRAWBERRY MILKSHAKE&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;from MacDonalds, while Arti had&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;VANILLA MILKSHAKE&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bal and me headed back to school soon after. So boring. its like a FULLSTOP TO ALL THE FUN!!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When to work, had to take incharge of store, cause my incharge when home. So stressful. Had $6 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHORTAGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in cash. Got to pay it back. Damn!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Daddy came to fetch me..Just about to enter the CTE, i suddenly remembered i left my laptop in the store. I had to rush back, and get it. What a waste of time!!.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When back home, mummy made for me fried rice, and i slept after that..ZZZzzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Now i am having break..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bubbyyee&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/7050051652324857794-3943338025093373863?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/3943338025093373863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=3943338025093373863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/3943338025093373863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/3943338025093373863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-got-to-be-strong-to-carry-on.html' title='I got to be strong, to carry ON'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-447371708697375456</id><published>2008-09-15T10:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T10:45:13.118+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday Night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday morning'/><title type='text'>Saturday Night, Sunday morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hello!!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a super tiring day. Work started at 2, ended at 10.30pm. I was tranfered to Msq on Saturday as they needed a replacement staff.. Incharge there was so strict. Fucked up experience. Darvin called me at exactly 10.30pm and told me to get ready to go to East Coast park..I was like so stunned!! sudden planning. He came to fetch me from Pp. When we reached ecp, we went to eat macDonald's together. After that, we went to catch the bear thing, which my darling loves playing. It tooked us 20 mins to walk to the chalet. On the way there, baby told me some pontianak stories. I was so scared, so it was so dark around there. I hugged darvin tightly, and told him to stop the stories immediately. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Arti, Bal, Govind, Sonu, Zee, Sharon, Amrita, etc were all there. We starting slacking, and talking..Super fun. Govind was the funniest. ( Its ok, we can still be friends- Bal was being disturbed because of it). We didnt sleep the whole night. We really had a lot of fun. Disturbing each other. And govind broke my slippers., Had to get one new one. We left the chalet at 9am. I headed straight to work from there. I was totally shagged.&lt;br /&gt;After work, i went to buy DONUT FROM DONUT FACTORY. Yummy..i slept at 8.30pm..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050051652324857794-447371708697375456?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/447371708697375456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=447371708697375456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/447371708697375456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/447371708697375456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/09/saturday-night-sunday-morning.html' title='Saturday Night, Sunday morning'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-2798840458714785958</id><published>2008-09-15T10:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T10:47:54.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='W25H'/><title type='text'>W25H</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We had photo taking. I really miss my old classmates, W25H. All the fun we had, jokes..But, we still have lunch together frequently. We do keep in contact, but aint as close as before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246068370058173938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SM3HY0C63fI/AAAAAAAAABg/r5SujjfSzrs/s320/DSC03178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt; It was Ben's birthday on Friday..We gave him a birthday surprise. Whipped cream was all over him. And just look at SYDNEY's hair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SM3G4-gIq6I/AAAAAAAAABY/NYzG7tPaOLs/s1600-h/s320x240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246067823109254050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SM3G4-gIq6I/AAAAAAAAABY/NYzG7tPaOLs/s320/s320x240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246067564793756066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SM3Gp8M6-aI/AAAAAAAAABQ/L7aZWt-sRxU/s320/s320x240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050051652324857794-2798840458714785958?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/2798840458714785958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=2798840458714785958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/2798840458714785958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/2798840458714785958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-had-photo-taking.html' title='W25H'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SM3HY0C63fI/AAAAAAAAABg/r5SujjfSzrs/s72-c/DSC03178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-7737719642807328584</id><published>2008-09-12T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:05:36.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='East Coast Park'/><title type='text'>East Coast Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Met Darvin after school at Novena. From there, we headed towards Dhoby Ghaut. We took bus 16 from the bus-stop,  and when to East Coast Park. The bus was like so crowded, and we had to stand throughout, almost the whole journey. From there, we walked to BBQ pit 36B. We met Bal, Arti, Amrita, and Karanraj there. We sat down there for a while. From there, we left at 6.45pm cause Bal had to go for driving. The rest of us headed to Arti friend, Zee, condominium. We sat down there, and talked about some stuff. We left at 8.30pm, took a cab to peace centre, and from there, i headed back home. Mummy was so please to see me reach home early. I ate pizza, and watched naagin. Sister helped me to edit my blog cause i am somesort of new to it. thats about it. Tmr i will be working, till 10 plus. Got to go now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bye&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/7050051652324857794-7737719642807328584?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/7737719642807328584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=7737719642807328584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/7737719642807328584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/7737719642807328584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/09/east-coast-park.html' title='East Coast Park'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-52687129753464169</id><published>2008-09-12T14:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T14:57:14.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My girls'/><title type='text'>My girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoRVGs8HQI/AAAAAAAAABA/svHRHnV24hE/s1600-h/1_514145751l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245023770300390658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoRVGs8HQI/AAAAAAAAABA/svHRHnV24hE/s320/1_514145751l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoRQPdvj1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gt8utthRjsE/s1600-h/1_393851030l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245023686753226578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoRQPdvj1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gt8utthRjsE/s320/1_393851030l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Looking at all the pictures which we once took, I really miss all of you. We used to be so close last time. Hanging out everyday together, every single day. Now, it is so rare that we meet often. Its not that we are not close anymore, its just that we are all busy in our own lifes. School, work, boyfriends, family. But no matter what, i know that you gals will always be there for me. Friends might just ditch me, but my 3 angels will always help me out. That i something which i am very sure off. No worries, i have not forgetten you guys. I will call you all whenever i am free. Anything, i will always be there. My one and only group of best girl-friends- Jaslyn, Tasha, Anbarasi. Thats all. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050051652324857794-52687129753464169?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/52687129753464169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=52687129753464169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/52687129753464169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/52687129753464169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-girls.html' title='My girls'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoRVGs8HQI/AAAAAAAAABA/svHRHnV24hE/s72-c/1_514145751l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050051652324857794.post-3261564424701646660</id><published>2008-09-12T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T14:40:26.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The starting'/><title type='text'>The starting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoLvQg7GhI/AAAAAAAAAAw/pgPUhEPG0Cw/s1600-h/310508_wedding-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245017622541179410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoLvQg7GhI/AAAAAAAAAAw/pgPUhEPG0Cw/s320/310508_wedding-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello all. I just created my blog like 10 minutes ago. I was like super bored, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jaslyn&lt;/span&gt; was talking to me. She asked me to view her blog, and i got so attracted to it. So i asked her to help me out. While i am posting this, she is helping me out with the background and media. Anyway, it will take me some time to get use to this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050051652324857794-3261564424701646660?l=memorable-timess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/feeds/3261564424701646660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050051652324857794&amp;postID=3261564424701646660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/3261564424701646660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050051652324857794/posts/default/3261564424701646660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memorable-timess.blogspot.com/2008/09/starting.html' title='The starting'/><author><name>Naina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04891748095598090964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoI3XzI5LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iYIDxsiPND0/S220/DSC00768.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hlKLsJH8izI/SMoLvQg7GhI/AAAAAAAAAAw/pgPUhEPG0Cw/s72-c/310508_wedding-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
