<?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-5424067527975609510</id><updated>2011-07-31T00:31:30.042+08:00</updated><category term='MY RECENT LIFE.'/><category term='KESHIA.'/><category term='Crap.'/><category term='Durian.'/><category term='Happy Birthday to Michael Jackson.'/><category term='Problem Solving.'/><category term=':)'/><category term='Hurt.'/><category term='Roti Prata.'/><category term='-.-'/><category term='My Cert.'/><category term='School.'/><category term='My Stunt.'/><category term='Random.'/><category term='Mouth.'/><category term='Time.'/><category term='Enjoyable Day.'/><category term='0.0'/><category term='Should 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and Happy 21st Birthday To Wong Binnyi'/><category term='Hot Sale.'/><category term='Classmates.'/><category term='Spoiled Day.'/><category term='Holiday.'/><category term='Motivation.'/><category term='Weekend.'/><category term='Bad Mood.'/><title type='text'>K.E.S.H.I.A</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>154</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-3968615607803904239</id><published>2010-07-10T02:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T02:30:31.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Ruined.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TDdqMLv2qWI/AAAAAAAABAo/_HZbt4rDpP0/s1600/DSC00681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 402px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TDdqMLv2qWI/AAAAAAAABAo/_HZbt4rDpP0/s400/DSC00681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491975028146088290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At first, I thought that it was only the starting and I have not got use to the people in the class. But now, so many weeks had passed and the situation is still the same. Somehow, I don’t really like my classmates and was not motivated to attend lessons. It’s either I cannot get along with ‘em or I just don’t wanna get along with ‘em. I don’t know. I don’t understand what these people are thinking. The Chinese played Chinese songs in class and make lots of noise. The Malays and Indians get irritated and unhappy. When they also make tons of noise, they don’t realize that there are others around too. And when they’re really not happy, they straight away scold us, “You Chinese boy, you Chinese girl!” So what’s this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my day was also ruined by the class, not only the classmates, the Faci too. Damn it! The team already had five members. This classmate name A, was late and he simply walked to my table and settle down. So the table was so pack and messy with six members. Actually, having one more members doesn’t affect the team and we should be having lesser workload. However, that was not what had happened that ruined my day. He begins to take the lead to discuss ‘bout the work and think that everything should go according to his way. He only discusses with a certain member in the team and ignored the rest. Classmate H tried to participate and give suggestions while the two was discussing. Sadly, the two didn’t take a look at him and ignored him; he was like talking to the air. With this situation, I would not be so stupid to give my suggestions and get ignored. Faci notice that I was talking and ask why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the presentation, Classmate S and I put in tons of effort to complete the flow chart. Classmate A insists that we should come out with the flow chart of the story instead of the game. During the presentation, the two purposely present first and the Faci said that the flow chart was done wrongly. In the end, I was not given the chance to present a single thing. Classmate A was supposes to do the technical part, but he didn’t. He simply keep his mouth shut and look away when Faci ask ‘bout the technical part. Now, it looks like we are the one who are not doing the work and they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, in the RJ, I ask if there will be a change of the team assignment and mentioned that he’s not in my team. I’ve decided that if the reply comments are negative comments, I’ll mail the details to the Faci.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-3968615607803904239?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/3968615607803904239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/07/ruined.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3968615607803904239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3968615607803904239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/07/ruined.html' title='Ruined.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TDdqMLv2qWI/AAAAAAAABAo/_HZbt4rDpP0/s72-c/DSC00681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-7902841945616344009</id><published>2010-07-03T03:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T03:34:54.026+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Goodnight~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TC4-mqetxrI/AAAAAAAABAQ/9dvj3cOX1QE/s1600/Snapshot_20100703_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 550px; height: 410px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TC4-mqetxrI/AAAAAAAABAQ/9dvj3cOX1QE/s400/Snapshot_20100703_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489393829770282674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been really long since I update my blog with my stuffs. Feeling very lazy to update and think that there’s nothing to update. I have been spending tons of my time watching Korean shows and listening to Korean songs. Ever since I start watching SHINee’s “Hello Baby” and He’s beautiful, I’ve been trapped. Recently, I’m watching JoKwon and GaIn’s “We got married “while waiting for SHINee’s comeback. They’re such a funny couple, freaking hilarious. I just decided to stop continuing then go to bed, and Binnyi suddenly talk to me in MSN. That’s when I suddenly feel like updating my blog. Hahahaha^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm… Seems like I have nothing to write anymore, don’t know what to write or too many? I don’t know. *Yawn~* It’s very late now. Should really head off to bed now. Nice weather and loving it. Nights! ~^___^~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-7902841945616344009?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/7902841945616344009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/07/goodnight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/7902841945616344009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/7902841945616344009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/07/goodnight.html' title='Goodnight~'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TC4-mqetxrI/AAAAAAAABAQ/9dvj3cOX1QE/s72-c/Snapshot_20100703_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-2363527307213934933</id><published>2010-06-29T22:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T22:55:59.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>You've got a mail!</title><content type='html'>A letter for me..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TCoFDkq4s0I/AAAAAAAABAI/oTODsBkCd9c/s1600/Photo0367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 550px; height: 413px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TCoFDkq4s0I/AAAAAAAABAI/oTODsBkCd9c/s400/Photo0367.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488204654845670210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who would the sender be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TCoFDIYvMgI/AAAAAAAABAA/gdOjSzbGbjI/s1600/Photo0369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 550px; height: 413px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TCoFDIYvMgI/AAAAAAAABAA/gdOjSzbGbjI/s400/Photo0369.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488204647253357058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OH~! Who's that? *___*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TCoFCthyouI/AAAAAAAAA_4/FjDh-ElDreI/s1600/Photo0370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 550px; height: 413px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TCoFCthyouI/AAAAAAAAA_4/FjDh-ElDreI/s400/Photo0370.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488204640043573986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah~!! It's SHINee!! ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TCoECTf_11I/AAAAAAAAA_w/yxf6SZuo7WM/s1600/Photo0371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 550px; height: 413px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TCoECTf_11I/AAAAAAAAA_w/yxf6SZuo7WM/s400/Photo0371.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488203533545101138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The back of the postcard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TCoEB2xgp5I/AAAAAAAAA_o/E_HCFDsNhcM/s1600/Photo0372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 550px; height: 413px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TCoEB2xgp5I/AAAAAAAAA_o/E_HCFDsNhcM/s400/Photo0372.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488203525833926546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wanna know who's the sender? Hahaha!! ~^___^~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-2363527307213934933?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/2363527307213934933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/06/youve-got-mail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/2363527307213934933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/2363527307213934933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/06/youve-got-mail.html' title='You&apos;ve got a mail!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TCoFDkq4s0I/AAAAAAAABAI/oTODsBkCd9c/s72-c/Photo0367.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-1211097782994553225</id><published>2010-06-17T14:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T22:01:35.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Cousins Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TBm9JbAwggI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/BmpndIsHsUo/s1600/P1925_16-06-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 550px; display: block; height: 412px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483621990867698178" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TBm9JbAwggI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/BmpndIsHsUo/s400/P1925_16-06-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TBm9IuIDj9I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/CWlb5B11wgY/s1600/P1929_16-06-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 550px; display: block; height: 413px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483621978818711506" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TBm9IuIDj9I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/CWlb5B11wgY/s400/P1929_16-06-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TBm9IeqKVUI/AAAAAAAAA_I/454HG8YskTw/s1600/P1928_16-06-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 550px; display: block; height: 413px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483621974666794306" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TBm9IeqKVUI/AAAAAAAAA_I/454HG8YskTw/s400/P1928_16-06-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TBm9HYoYD9I/AAAAAAAAA-4/-ThGXZgxEm8/s1600/P1933_16-06-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 550px; display: block; height: 413px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483621955868823506" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TBm9HYoYD9I/AAAAAAAAA-4/-ThGXZgxEm8/s400/P1933_16-06-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TBooDZYU4hI/AAAAAAAAA_g/Y8GnDAwdCF4/s1600/P1943%5B02%5D_16-06-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 550px; height: 413px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TBooDZYU4hI/AAAAAAAAA_g/Y8GnDAwdCF4/s400/P1943%5B02%5D_16-06-10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483739535094637074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lesson on Wednesday, so meet up with cousins (Noreen and Pierre) at Cityhall. We went to catch the movie Karate Kid, was an awesome film, interesting and funny. After the movie, we just roam around before heading to Swensens. Though the weather is freaking cold, but who can resists the temptations? Hahahaha!! So, it’s sweet treat time! \(^___^)/ We had the Regular Earthquake and Chocolaty Cookies and Cream. I feel like I’m in heaven~ (~o~) We’ll conquer the Chocolate Fondue for the next meet-up. Haha~ Aftermath, we linger around again and we even tried playing the helium balloon. Kinda feel like an idiot, but was fun and hilarious. After all the laughing and enjoyment, it’s time to end the day. Home sweet home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-1211097782994553225?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/1211097782994553225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/06/cousins-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1211097782994553225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1211097782994553225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/06/cousins-day.html' title='Cousins Day.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TBm9JbAwggI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/BmpndIsHsUo/s72-c/P1925_16-06-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-3705965557521518167</id><published>2010-06-11T19:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:31:28.608+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Dialogue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TBIeFVsyHAI/AAAAAAAAA-w/wQFzmBD-pVc/s1600/Photo0261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 414px; height: 550px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TBIeFVsyHAI/AAAAAAAAA-w/wQFzmBD-pVc/s400/Photo0261.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481476773536472066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genre: Comedy&lt;br /&gt;Situation: Two aunties chatting about their child’s result at the FoodCourt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; “Hey, you know the results are out? My son has got great results, how’s your daughter’s?” (Excited and Proud.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B:&lt;/strong&gt; “Of all topics, why this?” (Whispering) “Yeah yeah, I know.” (Irritated)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; “What, what did you just said? I can’t hear you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B:&lt;/strong&gt; “Erm.. Nothing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; “Okay, back to the topic, how was it?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B:&lt;/strong&gt; “Hmm.. How should I put it? Her results are not that bad, all I could say is she did her best.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; “Oh yeah? I think you should invest some money on your daughter. You know that Mr. M from that AAA centre? He’s good, you should get him to tutor your daughter. I’ve thought of getting him to tutor my son, but I don’t think there’s a need.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B:&lt;/strong&gt; “Uh okay, I’ll consider ‘bout it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; “You really should get the Mr. M for your daughter, she really needs it and he’s really good. Really!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B:&lt;/strong&gt; “OKAY. I said I’ll consider it! She’s my daughter; you have your own son.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; “Okay okay, I’m just giving you recommendation.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B:&lt;/strong&gt; *Breathe in and out* “Yeah, I know.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; “Oh yeah, did you know that there are discounts at the NTUC? Uh… You really should let your daughter get tutored by him. ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B:&lt;/strong&gt; “Tsk! You old lady over here, can you stop that and focus on your NTUC discounts?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; “Opps~” *Smile* (Suddenly) Oh hey, don’t call me an old lady! I’m young and pretty like a flower~”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B:&lt;/strong&gt; “PLEASE STOP IT LAH!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; *Laugh* “Let’s head to the NTUC now and remember to take your daughter to the Mr. M!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B:&lt;/strong&gt; *Roll her eyes* “Shut up.” *Pissed and Walks off* &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/5424067527975609510-3705965557521518167?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/3705965557521518167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/06/dialogue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3705965557521518167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3705965557521518167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/06/dialogue.html' title='Dialogue.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TBIeFVsyHAI/AAAAAAAAA-w/wQFzmBD-pVc/s72-c/Photo0261.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-1295697220245158653</id><published>2010-06-10T16:06:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:38:52.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>The Dialogues.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TBCfV-BOlUI/AAAAAAAAA-o/AKxOXD3kQyQ/s1600/Photo0292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 413px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 550px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481055946284111170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TBCfV-BOlUI/AAAAAAAAA-o/AKxOXD3kQyQ/s400/Photo0292.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While preparing to go to sleep, I suddenly remember something happened and wanted to share with my twin sis. So we start chatting: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; “You know what happened today? I went to town with my friends and we were having meal at this Chinese restaurant.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sis:&lt;/strong&gt; “You were having Chinese food with your friends in town?” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; “Yeah, then something happened and I think it’s quite ridiculous. One of the staff there keep staring at me and serving dishes that we didn’t order.” *Roll my eyes* “Then I ask him to check the order again and wanted him to bring away the extra dishes.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sis:&lt;/strong&gt; “Staring at you? That’s weird and uncomfortable. Is he interested in you?” *Laugh* “What happened next?” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; “Definitely not interested in me! His face was like all cramped together when he was staring at me.” *Both laughing loudly* “Then he bring my order list to us to let us check, but got the wrong one. I told him he got the wrong list, he insisted that he didn’t and confirm with by saying that I was making fun of one of the dish name ‘cause it sounds like some animal’s butt.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sis:&lt;/strong&gt; “Hey, that what I did when I am eating with our cousins! Did we go to the same restaurant at the same time?” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sis and Me:&lt;/strong&gt; *At the same timing* “SECRET STREET RESTAURANT!!” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sis:&lt;/strong&gt; “We went there around 5 in the evening, you?” (Excited and eyes opened open big)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: “I was there later at around 6 plus, you still there?” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sis:&lt;/strong&gt; “Hmm... Yeah, but was preparing to leave the restaurant.” (Slight disappointment) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; *Laughs* “I think the staff must be wondering how come I am with another group of people eating AGAIN while a moment ago preparing to leave the restaurant with another group.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sis:&lt;/strong&gt; “Thinking that he’s seeing double or ...? And end up got drifted off thinking and got the wrong order list. How silly.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; “I bet he’s still freaking himself out now.” *Laugh* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us laughing so happily and loud that led Mum to our room. It’s late Mum wants us to turn in now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-1295697220245158653?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/1295697220245158653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/06/dialogues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1295697220245158653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1295697220245158653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/06/dialogues.html' title='The Dialogues.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/TBCfV-BOlUI/AAAAAAAAA-o/AKxOXD3kQyQ/s72-c/Photo0292.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-8276526828540622246</id><published>2010-04-29T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T23:43:59.675+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Cinderella.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S9mopIQwUKI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/HlWjlg5gk5U/s1600/Cinderella+VS+Rat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 565px; height: 395px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S9mopIQwUKI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/HlWjlg5gk5U/s400/Cinderella+VS+Rat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465585047336669346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you have all heard the story of Cinderella. You know the gorgeous girl with the two mean step-sisters, and wicked step-mother. Well you already know the ending, the beautiful girl marries the handsome prince, and they live happily ever after. Well that was the fairy tale, this is the real story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Ratatouille and I am a superstar rat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in the attic in Cinderella's house. You might say Ella and I were roommates.&lt;br /&gt;When she was small, and her father was alive, we shared a beautiful room downstairs. But after her father died, she was put in the attic. I naturally followed, because I knew she would need my company. And need me she did. At first, she thought of me only as a common ordinary rat. Night after night she would throw me crumbs. (I thought she was very kind). Then one night, after her step-mother locked the door, she began to cry. I climbed up on Ella's lap. She talked to me and gave me my name. I thought at the time it was a complicated name, “Ratatouille ", but I am used to it now. I even kind-of like it.&lt;br /&gt;Every day I watched Ella work so hard. Finally one day, quite by accident, I found a way to help her. You see, her step-sisters were ordering her around, and they made her cry. Ella cried a lot. ( I never knew a girl could hold so much water!.) Anyway, I ran to Ella and they saw me.&lt;br /&gt;Boy, you should have seen it happened.&lt;br /&gt;"Eeeek... a Mouse!","Mother!!", "Help!!!". Ella and I laughed so hard. It was a really good moment.&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the time when I hid on a plate of food that was meant for Ella's step-mother. When she saw me, first she fainted, then she had hysterics for three days!. Three days of peace!, that was really nice!&lt;br /&gt;The only other person who was not afraid of me was Esmerelda. She was Ella's fairy God-Mother. We called her Essie for short. She just popped up on the day of the big ball, transforming Ella into princess which outstand her step-sisters. I mean they were so ugly... it wasn't skin deep; it was all the way to the bone!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Ella was talking to me in the garden, when this strange looking woman walked through the gate. Most people think she magically appeared in a beautiful white light, but she didn't.&lt;br /&gt;She just walked in the yard after shopping alone at a ‘pasar malam’ with bag in her hand. I really thought she was here for a hand-out. Ella must have thought the same thing, because she offered her a glass of milk and some cookies. She didn't look much like a fairy God-mother, either. Her dress was torn, her shoes had holes, and her hair... well, let's just say I've seen a better hair-do on a horse I used to know.&lt;br /&gt;I mean this fairy God-mother looked like she needed a fairy God-mother.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was about to say something like "Hit the road", when Essie asked Ella why she was not preparing to go to the ball. Ella told her she had no clothes or transportation. Well!, faster than you could say " the rat ate the cheese", the old woman reaches into her bag and pulls out the most beautiful blue ball gown you have ever seen!. It was royal blue, with little white stars, and it was just Ella's size! Then, she reached in her bag again and pulled out a white evening bag, a silver crown, and the famous glass slippers. (I had to turn my head while she provided the unmentionables.) Then she told Ella to hop to it, and go change her clothes, while she sees what can be done about the transportation. I told her to call a cab, but she said "One does not arrive at a Kings palace in a cab so we demanded a Porsche!”&lt;br /&gt;Just as we were thinking where can we find a chauffeur, Essie called me, and.. like a dumb-dumb, I came. Before I knew what hit me, I turned into a handsome gentleman in a tuxedo. Seeing my alarm, Essie assured me it was only temporary. I didn't mind a little sacrifice for the cause. I was looking good anyways!&lt;br /&gt;By this time Ella appeared, and she was looking hot! (I even tried to whistle, but it came out a whinny). Ella got into the Porsche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we realised Ella need a bodyguard because Ella is so hot that anything could had happened to her while she was alone. So she grabbed a frog hopping through the garden, and turned him into a bodyguard.&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me, we would have saved a lot of time if she had just made him a Prince instead. They're always doing that in other fairy tales, but no, we had to do things the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ella was a smash at the ball. The Prince was totally captivated like who wouldn’t?&lt;br /&gt;At midnight, they were going to get a cold drink of lemonade, when Ella's dress started to come apart.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it didn't take a genius to figure out that she'd better get out of there. So she took off, with the Prince on her trail. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately he was clumsy, and he tripped. That gave Cindy just enough time to jump into the Porsche and leave the Palace grounds. About half-way home the Porsche shrank so small, that Ella had to get out and walk. It was then when she realized she had lost a shoe. Hobbling home on one shoe is no joke!&lt;br /&gt;All night long, Ella talked about the Prince, the ball, and the great time she had. It was like her tongue got stuck by a phonograph needle. The Prince would begin a search for the love of his life tomorrow. He had fallen in love at the ball last night, with a young lady he knew only by a slipper she left behind.&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited to hear this news from Twitter and Facebook, I immediately went to tell Ella. I must say she took the news rather well. With just a "Oh, that's nice to hear", she went back to her work. (I was expecting at least one jump for joy!)&lt;br /&gt;The next day, the Prince came to our house and the "steps", (including their mother!), all tried to get their size 10 feet into this size 4 slipper. It's a wonder the poor slipper didn't break!. Ella was locked in the garden and had no chance to try on the slipper.&lt;br /&gt;That is when I saved the day.&lt;br /&gt;As the Prince entered his Audi, I chased after the “steps” which led them to run to front of the car. That is when the steps screamed Ella’s name to take me away. The Prince was so apologetic it took him at least ten minutes before he realized this girl had not tried on the slipper. Well... we all know the end. She tried it on, it fit like a glove, and they lived happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;So the next time you hear the story of Cinderella, remember you heard the real story here first...from ... Your Superstar Ratatouille. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-8276526828540622246?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/8276526828540622246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/04/cinderella.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/8276526828540622246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/8276526828540622246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/04/cinderella.html' title='Cinderella.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S9mopIQwUKI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/HlWjlg5gk5U/s72-c/Cinderella+VS+Rat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-8355843302948377784</id><published>2010-04-27T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T23:40:46.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Real.</title><content type='html'>What the hell problem is with ‘em? A guy got in and asks if we can give him a minute just to witness that girl get slap. That’s their own problem, why must they get us involved? What’s more, their class is so far apart and they can still have problem with each other. Sorry to say this, but they are just some freaking boring idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computer system technologies, a name that I never ever want to get close to and I’m allergy to it. The class is friggin’ boring and a waste of my time. On Facebook almost the whole morning, and even got someone else’s presentation slides. Unfortunately, Faci notice it ‘cause that presentation slides was presented in his class yesterday. Suay~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-8355843302948377784?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/8355843302948377784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/04/real.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/8355843302948377784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/8355843302948377784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/04/real.html' title='Real.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-5801710212896835388</id><published>2010-04-17T16:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T16:21:28.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Back To School.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S8lszwdjh_I/AAAAAAAAA94/C9GMss1ffDQ/s1600/Photo0242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 374px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S8lszwdjh_I/AAAAAAAAA94/C9GMss1ffDQ/s400/Photo0242.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461015659601430514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day back to school for year two, I think it was a good start for me. The weather was very nice and I was not later for lesson. Except that the bus I took to school was driving damn slowing that irritates me. Lesson was quite fun and relaxing. The facilitator was very funny and talkative but still a good one. He even bribes us with chocolates on the first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S8ltUpYYEyI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/WP7UPDXiCcQ/s1600/Photo0246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 369px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S8ltUpYYEyI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/WP7UPDXiCcQ/s400/Photo0246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461016224636343074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S8ltUJp4MFI/AAAAAAAAA-I/5YNro1FEehQ/s1600/Photo0249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S8ltUJp4MFI/AAAAAAAAA-I/5YNro1FEehQ/s400/Photo0249.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461016216119816274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday’s lesson sounds good – drawing, but it was super boring. Drawing only squares, circles, triangles and rectangle for consecutive 4 hours. And it’s without laptop and no food and drinks allow. The lesson was supposed to end at 4, but the stupid facilitator keep dragging and it ends one hour later. I seriously hate facilitators who drag the lesson. After the lesson had ended, I received a call from Germs. I was so shocked that my lovely mango sisters and JunXiong was still waiting for me. I’m not sure how long that old lady is going to take, so I asked them to leave first, but they didn’t. I’m so touched~! Hahahahaha!! They’re the best~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S8lsy1uEuLI/AAAAAAAAA9g/XUWEZijnXTc/s1600/Photo0244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S8lsy1uEuLI/AAAAAAAAA9g/XUWEZijnXTc/s400/Photo0244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461015643833022642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S8lsyPR2gMI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/wxjoQAbVitc/s1600/Photo0243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S8lsyPR2gMI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/wxjoQAbVitc/s400/Photo0243.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461015633514102978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S8lszarayUI/AAAAAAAAA9w/9lP9OcvDBto/s1600/Snapshot_20100416_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 376px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S8lszarayUI/AAAAAAAAA9w/9lP9OcvDBto/s400/Snapshot_20100416_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461015653753997634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S8lszLMvWpI/AAAAAAAAA9o/vIzaLVktDS0/s1600/Snapshot_20100416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 376px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S8lszLMvWpI/AAAAAAAAA9o/vIzaLVktDS0/s400/Snapshot_20100416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461015649598790290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached home at the doorstep, I saw Matthew’s shoe placed nicely at the steps. It looks very funny but cute. And I finally took photos with Mavis, it like after one month since my mother start looking after her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-5801710212896835388?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/5801710212896835388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/04/back-to-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/5801710212896835388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/5801710212896835388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/04/back-to-school.html' title='Back To School.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S8lszwdjh_I/AAAAAAAAA94/C9GMss1ffDQ/s72-c/Photo0242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-4663295255645420686</id><published>2010-04-12T04:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T04:45:22.904+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Damn System.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S8I00NY77LI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/75F5WC6ewKk/s1600/big-trouble.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 494px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S8I00NY77LI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/75F5WC6ewKk/s400/big-trouble.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458983769878555826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole of Sunday till now, the time is passing very slowly. It’s quite boring but I like it, hoping that 15 April will never come. Not in the mood to go back for lesson with all the strangers. The awkwardness and the feeling of sitting with all the strangers are scaring me off.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, RP is always causing a lot of problem and it very good at it. A stupid Drawing module, need a stupid starter pack. The only 2 road shows selling the starter pack is 12 and 14 April from 10.30 am to 2.00 pm only. And I need to visit the IT helpdesk again! Stupid RP system, the need to change the password within certain days is causing trouble. Not checking the mails for quite some time and missed the notice to change the password. Now, I can’t login to check mails but to visit the IT helpdesk. Damn it! I can’t think of anyone who can accompany me to go back to school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-4663295255645420686?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/4663295255645420686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/04/damn-system.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4663295255645420686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4663295255645420686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/04/damn-system.html' title='Damn System.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S8I00NY77LI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/75F5WC6ewKk/s72-c/big-trouble.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-1151986144856023663</id><published>2010-04-11T05:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T05:18:24.924+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>It has come to an end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S8DqxlyrNSI/AAAAAAAAA9I/gijKzS1z1sU/s1600/Image37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 584px; height: 438px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S8DqxlyrNSI/AAAAAAAAA9I/gijKzS1z1sU/s400/Image37.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458620886052189474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be because of laziness, but mainly because nothing worth jotting down and don’t see any point of it. Flipping through the brain and found nothing. Can’t remember what I have been doing during my holidays, not even these few days. I’m wasting all my holidays sticking to my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried very hard to think back what had happened these few days. And only remember going back to school to repair my laptop on Tuesday. I can’t login and tried to repair, but don’t know what to do for the last step. So, head down to school IT helpdesk with Yeeling but realised that it’s a wasted trip. Shop around Causeway Point and had MacDonald’s for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A jogging session with Binnyi and Yeeling at Jurong West stadium. Living in Jurong East for over ten years and not knowing that Jurong East only have swimming complex and football field but not running track. Like an idiot! Back to the topic, only jogged for a few rounds and got tired. After cleaning up, Yeeling head back home while we head down to IMM.&lt;br /&gt;April 08, special day~  생일 축하 김종현&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-1151986144856023663?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/1151986144856023663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-has-come-to-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1151986144856023663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1151986144856023663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-has-come-to-end.html' title='It has come to an end.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S8DqxlyrNSI/AAAAAAAAA9I/gijKzS1z1sU/s72-c/Image37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-647050877824581372</id><published>2010-03-24T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T22:39:51.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Mouse~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6okDwdOEVI/AAAAAAAAA9A/hOBuGCSFfHA/s1600/Photo0233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 493px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6okDwdOEVI/AAAAAAAAA9A/hOBuGCSFfHA/s400/Photo0233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452209945851072850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6okDMaxiQI/AAAAAAAAA84/0E46zECOfmk/s1600/Photo0234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 490px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6okDMaxiQI/AAAAAAAAA84/0E46zECOfmk/s400/Photo0234.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452209936177137922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6okChpiCkI/AAAAAAAAA8w/S1LqbOnC_t8/s1600/Photo0235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 488px; height: 366px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6okChpiCkI/AAAAAAAAA8w/S1LqbOnC_t8/s400/Photo0235.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452209924696312386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese buffet with Yeeling at Bugis, super bloated that I’ve to go to the toilet. Hahaha~ Shop around for awhile and bought some Crunchie. I bought a total of 8 Crunchie at one go, cool uh? 2 for me, 2 for Cyrus and 4 for NorNor, she really love Crunchie. Head home to watch Dream Team, casting MinHo! While on the way home, I suddenly had hip-cups, one of ‘em was so loud that make me feel so embarrassing. But, when I had hip-cup or notice that Mavis is having hip-cups, it reminds me of TaeMin having hip-cups in Hello Baby. Kekeke!! Having SCV for so many years, yet didn’t realised that we have Korean channel, KBS. So stupid! KBS should screen more shows that featured SHINee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, my mouse is dying. Sometimes it doesn’t response and hanged. I think it’s time to buy a new one, perhaps the one that I saw previously. But where do I get the money? Hahaha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-647050877824581372?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/647050877824581372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/03/mouse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/647050877824581372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/647050877824581372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/03/mouse.html' title='Mouse~'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6okDwdOEVI/AAAAAAAAA9A/hOBuGCSFfHA/s72-c/Photo0233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-8706204833885608989</id><published>2010-03-24T02:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T03:00:46.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Decisions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6kPrPnJqDI/AAAAAAAAA8o/5WMkxIBHqrM/s1600-h/P1021_14-03-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 493px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6kPrPnJqDI/AAAAAAAAA8o/5WMkxIBHqrM/s400/P1021_14-03-10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451906059508230194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to buy that T-shirt, but I totally forget ‘bout the membership thingy. I had my breakfast, lunch and dinner together. Went to Mac with Mum in the late afternoon, and we was like going round and round the market. T.T Call my uncle and ask him to get free durian for me, ending up eating one (one seed) only. Pathetic~ After the meal at Mac, felt very bloated for the whole day. Take down a bottle of Yakult, helping that it would help, it did. Chilli crab for supper, super big size crab. Too tasty that I get bloated again, so I took another bottle of Yakult. I think there’s something wrong with my stomach today. Good thing that there’s Yakult, love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for Japanese Buffet with Yeeling tomorrow, another round of good food. Kekeke~ Been putting on weight since last week, so it’s time to get rid of it. Planning...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-8706204833885608989?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/8706204833885608989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/03/decisions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/8706204833885608989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/8706204833885608989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/03/decisions.html' title='Decisions.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6kPrPnJqDI/AAAAAAAAA8o/5WMkxIBHqrM/s72-c/P1021_14-03-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-4786780529704151534</id><published>2010-03-22T22:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T04:30:20.220+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Shining SHINee~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6eC0S2HVWI/AAAAAAAAA8g/yQDoWmHIglA/s1600-h/P220310_22.41%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 354px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6eC0S2HVWI/AAAAAAAAA8g/yQDoWmHIglA/s400/P220310_22.41%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451469708878894434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DIY design on my own phone~ Love it!&lt;br /&gt;NorNor asked if I wanna buy the SHINee T-shirt, 16 dollars. She become the member so that she can receive news 'bout SHINee. Thought she would tell me after she receive the news, I also wanna receive these news. T.T Kekekeke~ I'm so confusing now.&lt;br /&gt;Should I buy the T-shirt? Should I join the member too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-4786780529704151534?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/4786780529704151534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/03/confusion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4786780529704151534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4786780529704151534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/03/confusion.html' title='Shining SHINee~'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6eC0S2HVWI/AAAAAAAAA8g/yQDoWmHIglA/s72-c/P220310_22.41%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-4313766520462615886</id><published>2010-03-18T22:18:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T01:59:03.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Finally~!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What an eventful week I have! Hahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6JcGemOisI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/RQBY2qjwqsM/s1600-h/Snapshot_20100310_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6JcGemOisI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/RQBY2qjwqsM/s400/Snapshot_20100310_10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450019765434092226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s almost a month since my last post, so lazy to update~ After the CNY, the next activity is Chalet with my darling Mango sisters and some of the classmates. Cycling session for the first day, having fun cycling on the double bike. Went back to take around 3 hours sleep in the next morning. After that, head down to wild wild wet before having dinner at PastaMania. The best slide goes to the Ula-la slides. I like. Head back to the room and we played some games and have some drink. Everyone was very tired, I think some was drunk, so everyone end up sleeping soundly. It was a good time with ‘em, we get to find out each other’s sleeping habit/style and laughing at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6Japlm0BbI/AAAAAAAAA8I/c6fhxrquXsU/s1600-h/P3130170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6Japlm0BbI/AAAAAAAAA8I/c6fhxrquXsU/s400/P3130170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450018169587762610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6Jao2YtbwI/AAAAAAAAA8A/MhXsOlyhmEU/s1600-h/P3130187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6Jao2YtbwI/AAAAAAAAA8A/MhXsOlyhmEU/s400/P3130187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450018156912144130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6JaoWAN4XI/AAAAAAAAA74/eeHsG71gyG4/s1600-h/P3130163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6JaoWAN4XI/AAAAAAAAA74/eeHsG71gyG4/s400/P3130163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450018148219478386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6JaoBc2ELI/AAAAAAAAA7w/khesGJihtR8/s1600-h/P3130160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6JaoBc2ELI/AAAAAAAAA7w/khesGJihtR8/s400/P3130160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450018142702407858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6JanWcmflI/AAAAAAAAA7o/ymafY1iHCoA/s1600-h/P3130153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6JanWcmflI/AAAAAAAAA7o/ymafY1iHCoA/s400/P3130153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450018131158662738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6JZouU_okI/AAAAAAAAA7g/7jqvd_7H-j8/s1600-h/P3130148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6JZouU_okI/AAAAAAAAA7g/7jqvd_7H-j8/s400/P3130148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450017055237448258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6JZoKg5mdI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/TTENxCZTog4/s1600-h/P3130142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6JZoKg5mdI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/TTENxCZTog4/s400/P3130142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450017045623708114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6JZne-iFLI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/dhaqc6VHs9I/s1600-h/P3130137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6JZne-iFLI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/dhaqc6VHs9I/s400/P3130137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450017033936835762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the chalet, had breakfast at Tampines 1 and shopping around aimlessly while waiting for NorNor. Reached home, packed all my stuffs and take a bath and head down to IMM. I think I’m out of my mind! ‘Cause I actually went to queue overnight for SHINee’s alum, in order to get the entry ticket for their Music Show Case. What’s more, I get a total of 10 mosquito’ bites in just one night. Cool~ After getting the album, went back to have a 4 hours sleep and went to watch the E Entertainment. ‘Cause SHINee is there also! The show ends at 12 and we reached home around 1 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6JZm-o88yI/AAAAAAAAA7I/hiZDaOQxnms/s1600-h/P3140327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6JZm-o88yI/AAAAAAAAA7I/hiZDaOQxnms/s400/P3140327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450017025256387362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6JZmBbNZnI/AAAAAAAAA7A/VdviNJOtqk8/s1600-h/P3140363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6JZmBbNZnI/AAAAAAAAA7A/VdviNJOtqk8/s400/P3140363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450017008824182386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we’re suppose to reach IMM at 8am for the Music Show Case, but we were late. Lucky NorNor’s friend, Kerry, was there to queue for us first. We queue from 8 plus to 2, the sun was scorching and I even get a sunburned. Awesome! When SHINee was ‘bout to come, it start raining heavily. Damn weather. The moment they step on stage, everyone rushed to the front, so i just stand a distance away from the fans to get a clear view of them. But i was in the rain, under the umbrella. After the show case, we get a eye-contact and a smile from Onew when he was walking off. *Woohoo~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-4313766520462615886?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/4313766520462615886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/03/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4313766520462615886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4313766520462615886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/03/finally.html' title='Finally~!!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S6JcGemOisI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/RQBY2qjwqsM/s72-c/Snapshot_20100310_10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-4564754091221577820</id><published>2010-02-19T01:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T16:46:14.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Happy Chinese new Year~!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S32CgFiZVjI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/LLe-r8uVrNI/s1600-h/SNC00474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S32CgFiZVjI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/LLe-r8uVrNI/s400/SNC00474.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439647412687296050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S32B1IcG89I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/z2If6DuJsKw/s1600-h/SNC00480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S32B1IcG89I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/z2If6DuJsKw/s400/SNC00480.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439646674731856850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S32B0QQxHMI/AAAAAAAAA5I/sapxzsVYPP0/s1600-h/SNC00473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S32B0QQxHMI/AAAAAAAAA5I/sapxzsVYPP0/s400/SNC00473.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439646659651902658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S32B0C2VFZI/AAAAAAAAA5A/rIaoFTxY348/s1600-h/SNC00472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S32B0C2VFZI/AAAAAAAAA5A/rIaoFTxY348/s400/SNC00472.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439646656051352978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S32BzcZn2rI/AAAAAAAAA44/4G27fbaIjsM/s1600-h/SNC00471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S32BzcZn2rI/AAAAAAAAA44/4G27fbaIjsM/s400/SNC00471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439646645730400946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S32By_Vfv6I/AAAAAAAAA4w/lhW56wed6BM/s1600-h/SNC00469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S32By_Vfv6I/AAAAAAAAA4w/lhW56wed6BM/s400/SNC00469.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439646637928464290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S32AJuja_TI/AAAAAAAAA4g/TYfhzl9NI4c/s1600-h/SNC00479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S32AJuja_TI/AAAAAAAAA4g/TYfhzl9NI4c/s400/SNC00479.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439644829537205554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S32AJERs-VI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/IbOZ7eHxbyQ/s1600-h/SNC00481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S32AJERs-VI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/IbOZ7eHxbyQ/s400/SNC00481.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439644818188597586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S32AIr1oMqI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/bD1GhAVSO94/s1600-h/Photo0165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S32AIr1oMqI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/bD1GhAVSO94/s400/Photo0165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439644811628393122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S32AIIR6oWI/AAAAAAAAA4I/V7RR-FtiH74/s1600-h/Photo0157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S32AIIR6oWI/AAAAAAAAA4I/V7RR-FtiH74/s400/Photo0157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439644802083365218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year, visit some relative and get to see some cousins which we only see each other once a year. Most importantly, we will get ‘&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bao&lt;/span&gt;’ for parents and relatives. Most of ‘em are quite stingy and I don’t really visit all relative, like I only visit mother side’s relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt;, felt quite boring when the adults start to gamble. So, we decide to go for a movie session. Caught “Percy Jackson and The Lightning Thief” with my brother and cousins, Roy and Noreen. It’s an awesome movie, interesting and cool. Highly recommended and worth watching, they have nice effects. I realised that I’m watching movie with my brother for the first time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at home for the second day of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt;, but went for a shopping with family in the evening. We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;IMM&lt;/span&gt;, had subway for dinner and bought some clothes from Cotton On. While shopping, Matthew came with his Mum and Granny and they bring along Mavis. She’s so cute and very tiny. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, went to meet up with the Mango Sisters and our photographer. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. We went for a movie session, “72 Tenants”. Freaking funny show. Something hilarious and shameful happened before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Fareen&lt;/span&gt; and I meet the rest of ‘em, too shameful that it’s not appropriate to share it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;!! After the movie, we went to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Botak&lt;/span&gt; Jones for super late dinner and taken some photos before we head home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-4564754091221577820?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/4564754091221577820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/02/chinese-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4564754091221577820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4564754091221577820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/02/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S32CgFiZVjI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/LLe-r8uVrNI/s72-c/SNC00474.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-616944264799534898</id><published>2010-02-14T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:52:49.435+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>ONG YEE LING~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Kind Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S3bYdtgTn3I/AAAAAAAAA4A/2qloNUmW0NU/s1600-h/IMG_0621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S3bYdtgTn3I/AAAAAAAAA4A/2qloNUmW0NU/s400/IMG_0621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437771605039357810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big big THANK YOU specially to ONG YEE LING! After the last paper, meet her and went to town to shop for my Chinese New Year clothes. She already got all her clothes ready but still accompanied me the whole day. We walked a lot for that day, really grateful to have her walking with me. And the next day, I meet her again at Jurong Point to continue to shop for my stuffs. Although she need time to prepare notes for her exam, she still spends the time with me to shop for my stuffs. She’s really kind uh. Hahas:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-616944264799534898?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/616944264799534898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/02/ong-yee-ling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/616944264799534898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/616944264799534898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/02/ong-yee-ling.html' title='ONG YEE LING~'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S3bYdtgTn3I/AAAAAAAAA4A/2qloNUmW0NU/s72-c/IMG_0621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-5596141751010186959</id><published>2010-02-11T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T00:22:29.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Study Or.?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The Lovely Ones~&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S3QufQo0u0I/AAAAAAAAA34/eAIrzXQlaTk/s1600-h/Photo0144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S3QorFrh22I/AAAAAAAAA1o/QH3zZcudlH4/s400/Photo0149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437015370867268450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S3QoqZpnjqI/AAAAAAAAA1g/e1y5voFuLb8/s1600-h/Photo0150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S3QoqZpnjqI/AAAAAAAAA1g/e1y5voFuLb8/s400/Photo0150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437015359048093346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Web and New Media paper, we decide to study for Marketing UT. We went to have our meal at Koufu before studying. When we open up the 6Ps, we don’t know how to start and intend to ask Victor over to teach us. But he didn’t reply, so we give up waiting and pack up. We end up taking photos and have lots of fun posting for the photos. Then, we had a short shopping at Causeway Point while searching for laptop skin. Arian actually buys Valentine presents for his sisters and parents, what a sweet brother and son. The best part is when we were reading the book about learning Singlish. Someone suddenly talked ‘bout Nasi Punteh, I think it was YuXiang and Junyang join in by saying Nasi Babi. But continue with the topic on Nasi Punteh, and this Junyang join in by saying that he had not eat that very long. HAHAHA!! Arian was so shock and asks him if he eat that before. And we all broke into loud laugher. Actually, he was talking ‘bout Nasi Babi (But I don’t think there such thing.) instead of Nasi Punteh. He just didn’t notice that we had gone back to the same topic. Damn hilarious~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-5596141751010186959?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/5596141751010186959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/02/study-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/5596141751010186959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/5596141751010186959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/02/study-or.html' title='Study Or.?'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S3QufQo0u0I/AAAAAAAAA34/eAIrzXQlaTk/s72-c/Photo0144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-6470755486606558497</id><published>2010-02-10T19:20:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T21:55:49.312+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>My Beloved Class, W46M!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The Final Stops! &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S3KoDrAp9qI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/0YctwyddsyI/s1600-h/IMG_1840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436576212657424802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S3KZQt3IyaI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/lsmRG_m7DWY/s400/IMG_1790.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s always an end for everything. And I’m coming to an end for my year one of my poly life. The happiest moment of my poly life is the time spent with my classmates for the second semester, W46M. From starting of the second semester thinking that 16 weeks for one semester is too long, to now thinking that 16 weeks per semester is way too short. Of all classes I’m in, this class is the best and everyone is very bond together. People will be entering and leaving you life all the time, but these are the people that I want to keep ‘em always in my life. Now, we will be all going in different directions, but we will still gather together at certain stops. After the holidays, we will all be going through all the shyness and awkwardness again. What kind of class will it be, will it be like W46M?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward for the chalet~ I love my class, W46M!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dedications:&lt;br /&gt;Specially dedicate to my Mango Sisters. Always there for each other, sharing, giving care and concern for each other. I like the time when we spend time together shopping, chatting and joking, laughing loudly, posting to take photos and sometimes gossiping. Though, we always do things together and going partial for movie sessions, but we will not turn to bad students. You all give me the motivations wanting to go to school every day. I love being in the Mango Sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the cliques and classmates, you people make my life colourful with everything you all do. I enjoy going to the talks to earn CE points together, attending and playing on the open house, sharing everything with each other and laughing together. You people make the lessons interesting and enjoyable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-6470755486606558497?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/6470755486606558497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-beloved-class-w46m.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/6470755486606558497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/6470755486606558497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-beloved-class-w46m.html' title='My Beloved Class, W46M!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S3KoDrAp9qI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/0YctwyddsyI/s72-c/IMG_1840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-1958833057152893956</id><published>2010-01-30T00:45:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T01:00:58.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>I'm their FANS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Lee Hong Ki, Jeremy~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MRSntZ9II/AAAAAAAAAwI/-Zz6bHQcovc/s1600-h/A.N.jell.12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432204587133695106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MRSntZ9II/AAAAAAAAAwI/-Zz6bHQcovc/s400/A.N.jell.12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MRSAblQsI/AAAAAAAAAwA/DR433SB0xfI/s1600-h/2yyuofc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432204576589955778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MRSAblQsI/AAAAAAAAAwA/DR433SB0xfI/s400/2yyuofc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MRR_QgvQI/AAAAAAAAAv4/b-G6lkebXdU/s1600-h/15434_215625857914_215617422914_4089900_3479608_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432204576275086594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MRR_QgvQI/AAAAAAAAAv4/b-G6lkebXdU/s400/15434_215625857914_215617422914_4089900_3479608_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MRRUOdNLI/AAAAAAAAAvw/QEXT2FH4GUE/s1600-h/15434_215625837914_215617422914_4089898_1104440_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432204564723741874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MRRUOdNLI/AAAAAAAAAvw/QEXT2FH4GUE/s400/15434_215625837914_215617422914_4089898_1104440_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MRRCIciiI/AAAAAAAAAvo/oDvjBzpCH1I/s1600-h/keremy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432204559866694178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MRRCIciiI/AAAAAAAAAvo/oDvjBzpCH1I/s400/keremy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Jang Geun Suk, Hwang Tae Kyung~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MRDpBUuGI/AAAAAAAAAvg/5PM48aPgLvA/s1600-h/ng7cwx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432204329787635810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MRDpBUuGI/AAAAAAAAAvg/5PM48aPgLvA/s400/ng7cwx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MRDETsP9I/AAAAAAAAAvY/CFtzBcPSq9o/s1600-h/jang-geun-suk-images_21613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432204319932563410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MRDETsP9I/AAAAAAAAAvY/CFtzBcPSq9o/s400/jang-geun-suk-images_21613.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MRC3fbyuI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/YopjeeDe_XE/s1600-h/A.N.jell.11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432204316492155618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MRC3fbyuI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/YopjeeDe_XE/s400/A.N.jell.11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MRCgLdNbI/AAAAAAAAAvI/4Wcyr-6K4-g/s1600-h/20655_1109176309858_1840374274_221415_7006134_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432204310234346930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MRCgLdNbI/AAAAAAAAAvI/4Wcyr-6K4-g/s400/20655_1109176309858_1840374274_221415_7006134_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MRCPl331I/AAAAAAAAAvA/mnfiKal4kic/s1600-h/20655_1108561094478_1840374274_219846_62839_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432204305781743442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MRCPl331I/AAAAAAAAAvA/mnfiKal4kic/s400/20655_1108561094478_1840374274_219846_62839_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MQtfpSWMI/AAAAAAAAAu4/fw7maPTuf-U/s1600-h/22450_219339310869_209893485869_3662638_7718995_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432203949313775810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MQtfpSWMI/AAAAAAAAAu4/fw7maPTuf-U/s400/22450_219339310869_209893485869_3662638_7718995_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MQtAvPpPI/AAAAAAAAAuw/r7XQqiXeg_k/s1600-h/16963_374356415082_574285082_10368106_7062898_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432203941017265394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MQtAvPpPI/AAAAAAAAAuw/r7XQqiXeg_k/s400/16963_374356415082_574285082_10368106_7062898_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing special for the past few days until today! After my lesson, I went to IMM with Fareen and Germs. Because FT Island is having a Fan Meeting~!!!! I went just to see Lee Hong Ki, Jeremy~! His actions are very cute; he has a dazzling eyes and charming smile. I did manage to get a very close look at him went they was ‘bout to leave. So damn freaking happy! I am a happy girl now~ After watching the show, “You’re Beautiful”, we are very into Korean wave now. And I got to know that they will be having concert in Singapore. I am so gonna save up for the most expensive ticket to his concert! The front seats to get the best and close look at his performances. Know what? Jang Geun Suk, Hwang Tae Kyung~ is also coming to Singapore for Fan Meeting somewhere between March to May! Must go, must go!! Hahas:) He have cheeky smile that dazed people! Just get mesmerised by the both of ‘em~ I have never been anybody’s fans before, they are the first! Cool uh!? Having the urge to get migrate to Korea. I’m crazy! Most of the Korean celebrities undergo plastic surgery before, but I don’t think the both of them did. Because they start acting since they were kids and they doesn’t have huge different from their past, they still looked the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-1958833057152893956?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/1958833057152893956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-their-fans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1958833057152893956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1958833057152893956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-their-fans.html' title='I&apos;m their FANS!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S2MRSntZ9II/AAAAAAAAAwI/-Zz6bHQcovc/s72-c/A.N.jell.12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-8471037202137779975</id><published>2010-01-20T08:35:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T09:01:22.583+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Formal Attire.</title><content type='html'>Having Communication lesson today, we’ve to be in formal attire. Because of this, I spent a hundred plus on the attire. Shit! The lesson was interesting and very nervous during the presentation. I kept trembling during the presentation. It might be due to the attire we’re wearing, I think. I’m so regret getting the heels, ending up having blisters on my toes. The heels are seriously a killer! When I reached home, I realised that my legs wear trembling ‘cause of the pain in my toes. I’m wearing slippers only for the next few days.Hahas:) After the lesson, we were having a mini photography session. This kinda session is a must. 摄影是一种能把瞬间变成永恒的魔法! (Those who watched Autumn’s Concerto know this.) I seriously look damn farking fat, time to slim down, idiot! 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01Nhz9FecI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ACbfSTYwGOs/s400/IMG_1700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426078369328757186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01NgDzHxjI/AAAAAAAAAlo/RKBljKl-71Y/s1600-h/IMG_1696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01NgDzHxjI/AAAAAAAAAlo/RKBljKl-71Y/s400/IMG_1696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426078339222193714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:9;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;Shopping spree with Germs, Fennie and Fareen, shop almost all the shopping malls in orchard. We spend 10 hours going to all the shopping malls (means walking 10 hours), cool uh? Hahas:) I got my formal wear, spend almost hundred bucks on it. Freaking expensive, but I like what I have brought, so it’s worth it. Everyone get to buy something during the shopping spree. But I think the happiest person is Fennie, right Fennie? Hahas:) And the joke for the day was Fareen! Our little secret for the clique, not suppose to share here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01NfgFAJUI/AAAAAAAAAlg/5yAajpY7ukY/s1600-h/SNC00358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01NfgFAJUI/AAAAAAAAAlg/5yAajpY7ukY/s400/SNC00358.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426078329633514818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01NfKQ3bGI/AAAAAAAAAlY/ispyj7SkME4/s1600-h/SNC00355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01NfKQ3bGI/AAAAAAAAAlY/ispyj7SkME4/s400/SNC00355.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426078323777694818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01NenvZ_pI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/7RgxZ2HhJnA/s1600-h/SNC00354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01M7C4_NQI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Hf1JoBed0c8/s400/SNC00357.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426077703323202818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01M6gzcsBI/AAAAAAAAAk4/_XK2AXCvb54/s1600-h/DSC03859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01M6gzcsBI/AAAAAAAAAk4/_XK2AXCvb54/s400/DSC03859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426077694173163538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01M6TiQg-I/AAAAAAAAAkw/FKB2P2GceYA/s1600-h/DSC03858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01M6TiQg-I/AAAAAAAAAkw/FKB2P2GceYA/s400/DSC03858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426077690611401698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01M6CY5vAI/AAAAAAAAAko/a9_zTOb9Z9c/s1600-h/DSC03860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01M6CY5vAI/AAAAAAAAAko/a9_zTOb9Z9c/s400/DSC03860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426077686008757250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01MnccI7JI/AAAAAAAAAkg/TSkuHqGzHkE/s1600-h/DSC03861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01MnccI7JI/AAAAAAAAAkg/TSkuHqGzHkE/s400/DSC03861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426077366584142994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01Mm0BJiBI/AAAAAAAAAkY/SHCykg87XiQ/s1600-h/DSC03862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01Mm0BJiBI/AAAAAAAAAkY/SHCykg87XiQ/s400/DSC03862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426077355733518354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01Mmlx4FQI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/mZU3GHtDQec/s1600-h/image1839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01Mmlx4FQI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/mZU3GHtDQec/s400/image1839.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426077351911363842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01MmGk1KjI/AAAAAAAAAkI/hd3q29zPuu0/s1600-h/Sasa+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01MmGk1KjI/AAAAAAAAAkI/hd3q29zPuu0/s400/Sasa+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426077343535147570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01Ml-x2OQI/AAAAAAAAAkA/HdDVh1kFhp4/s1600-h/Sasa+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01Ml-x2OQI/AAAAAAAAAkA/HdDVh1kFhp4/s400/Sasa+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426077341442259202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;Some will say that Monday is a big day for me, but I’m not sure if it is. ‘Cause I don’t feel anything, I feel like just another normal day. After the second meeting, went to TRCC (first time went there, damn ‘mountain turtle’) to meet the last semester classmates. They went to buy the cakes at school café and put together into a big cake, what smart idea. After that, went back to class to cut another cake with my clique and classmates. Actually, I’m really happy ‘bout it but don’t know how to and don’t wanna present out. Hahas:) Really grateful for these people who celebrate with me. Thanks a lot for all the presents, cakes and wishes! Love’em~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01L76LtRcI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Bs6NJT7L9lk/s1600-h/Picture+0257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01L76LtRcI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Bs6NJT7L9lk/s400/Picture+0257.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426076618654041538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01MER1-oRI/AAAAAAAAAj4/doretN2JsKo/s1600-h/Picture+0254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01MER1-oRI/AAAAAAAAAj4/doretN2JsKo/s400/Picture+0254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426076762444308754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01L821mARI/AAAAAAAAAjw/xFPZMch-s6M/s1600-h/Picture+0255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01L821mARI/AAAAAAAAAjw/xFPZMch-s6M/s400/Picture+0255.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426076634935853330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01L8m6Y26I/AAAAAAAAAjo/BpAzGmC9wPw/s1600-h/Picture+0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01L8m6Y26I/AAAAAAAAAjo/BpAzGmC9wPw/s400/Picture+0256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426076630660996002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01L8MFbyEI/AAAAAAAAAjg/z_edm_idh6s/s1600-h/Picture+0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01L8MFbyEI/AAAAAAAAAjg/z_edm_idh6s/s400/Picture+0256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426076623459567682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01L7eqYz9I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/lNzmW08w0Uo/s1600-h/Picture+0258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01L7eqYz9I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/lNzmW08w0Uo/s400/Picture+0258.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426076611266531282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;Head to school for lesson as normal, but lesson was damn freaking boring. ‘Cause the Faci was different as Ms Nat is not here, stand-in Faci is practically ignoring what we’re saying and just kept continuing saying whatever she like. Suddenly, the ‘Partial’ virus struck the class. Almost half the class left after the first meeting. We went to have our breakfast before attend our module selection briefing. Then, we head to Causeway Point to watch movie, Alvin and The Chipmunks 2. The movie was awesome, funny and the chipmunks were very cute!&lt;br /&gt;Reached home almost all drenched, it was raining cats and dogs outside. Forgetting that I’m meeting Binnyi for dinner at Jurong Point, I went to on my lappy after bathing. Until, I remembered that I received her text after bathing but have not read it. We had New York New York for dinner and bought some bangles for myself before going home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;Having Marketing lesson today, having my lunch break now. Victor Tan’s not here, stand-in Faci, Andy Auyong. Later, there’s a debate session between 2 teams. Will it be interesting, hmm? After the lesson, going for the Adventure Learning Programme. Gonna do all the climbing and other stuffs with so many people, irritating~ Going back on work to do my presentation slides soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-5981851117573464529?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/5981851117573464529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/01/busy-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/5981851117573464529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/5981851117573464529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/01/busy-week.html' title='Busy Week!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S01Nhz9FecI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ACbfSTYwGOs/s72-c/IMG_1700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-7348765170321544757</id><published>2010-01-09T23:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T23:43:39.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>RP's Open House!</title><content type='html'>Last day of RP’s open house, went back as a student helper to help out. All thanks to Victor Tan (Marketing Facilitator)! He promise to come down, but in the end he can’t make it. So he decided to treat us Pizzahut, Thank uh! Hehehe~ We’ve got free lunch, drinks and lots of freebies. Overall, it was fun and enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0ih7eq03zI/AAAAAAAAAiY/RzeiI64lTi4/s1600-h/Photo0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424763794384805682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0ih7eq03zI/AAAAAAAAAiY/RzeiI64lTi4/s400/Photo0071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0iiU7ZHOlI/AAAAAAAAAjI/eSDOjsIgfBc/s1600-h/Photo0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424764231591869010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0iiU7ZHOlI/AAAAAAAAAjI/eSDOjsIgfBc/s400/Photo0080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0iiT5WqizI/AAAAAAAAAi4/CKCfGlu3ICo/s1600-h/Photo0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424764213864860466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0iiT5WqizI/AAAAAAAAAi4/CKCfGlu3ICo/s400/Photo0079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0ih83OPQII/AAAAAAAAAiw/Rx1u5loY7Eo/s1600-h/Photo0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424763818155655298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0ih83OPQII/AAAAAAAAAiw/Rx1u5loY7Eo/s400/Photo0078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0ih8f4hD2I/AAAAAAAAAio/st31j2NglZc/s1600-h/Photo0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424763811890532194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0ih8f4hD2I/AAAAAAAAAio/st31j2NglZc/s400/Photo0076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0ih71ybT9I/AAAAAAAAAig/kOas8wu8fu0/s1600-h/Photo0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424763800590700498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0ih71ybT9I/AAAAAAAAAig/kOas8wu8fu0/s400/Photo0075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0iiUeVYMDI/AAAAAAAAAjA/cOKVcN8qiYY/s1600-h/Photo0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424764223791575090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0iiUeVYMDI/AAAAAAAAAjA/cOKVcN8qiYY/s400/Photo0082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0ih6znOEdI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/YNf3eSekMRk/s1600-h/Photo0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424763782826955218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0ih6znOEdI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/YNf3eSekMRk/s400/Photo0070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0ihBfyMeSI/AAAAAAAAAiI/xD-_0B57_zM/s1600-h/Photo0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424762798251735330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0ihBfyMeSI/AAAAAAAAAiI/xD-_0B57_zM/s400/Photo0065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0ihAzFAJlI/AAAAAAAAAiA/spUSYsnA-r0/s1600-h/Photo0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424762786251023954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0ihAzFAJlI/AAAAAAAAAiA/spUSYsnA-r0/s400/Photo0064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0ihAtQTYdI/AAAAAAAAAh4/pOxSgikJhPk/s1600-h/Photo0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424762784687808978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0ihAtQTYdI/AAAAAAAAAh4/pOxSgikJhPk/s400/Photo0063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0ig_9lUp3I/AAAAAAAAAhw/o73QsJoI5X8/s1600-h/Photo0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424762771891070834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0ig_9lUp3I/AAAAAAAAAhw/o73QsJoI5X8/s400/Photo0062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0ig_TTC6WI/AAAAAAAAAho/4mg3ZkjMU5A/s1600-h/Photo0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424762760540121442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0ig_TTC6WI/AAAAAAAAAho/4mg3ZkjMU5A/s400/Photo0060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-7348765170321544757?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/7348765170321544757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/01/rps-open-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/7348765170321544757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/7348765170321544757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/01/rps-open-house.html' title='RP&apos;s Open House!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0ih7eq03zI/AAAAAAAAAiY/RzeiI64lTi4/s72-c/Photo0071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-2770762203365670833</id><published>2010-01-08T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:14:35.651+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Good or Bad?</title><content type='html'>I was having very pleasant mood in the morning. But when I heard that there was no change in the team assignment for today’s lesson, immediately my mood experienced a 360 degree change. So, for the whole lesson, I was playing games and watching movies. I have the urge to leave the class and go home, but I don’t know why I just didn’t take any action. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the day was not totally ruined, good things happened after the lesson. Because of the open house, the school provide free shutter bus to the station for the visitors who come for the open house. But I think it was mostly the RP students taking it. We took the bus and were saved from walking under the scotching sun. And get to reach home damn early, before 5. Just now, I was check if any module’s daily grade was out. I got ‘A’ for my Communication!! OMG~ I can’t believe that I can get this grade for this module. I am not trying to show off, okay? Can you imagine, I used to get mostly ‘C’ for this module and I even get a ‘D’ before, and now an ‘A’? Hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly realised that I am damn busy this week, even the weekend is all booked. I’m a student helper for tomorrow’s RP open house. Damn regret for volunteering to be the helper, shit! Having the feeling to back out now, very tired~ Hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-2770762203365670833?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/2770762203365670833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/01/good-or-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/2770762203365670833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/2770762203365670833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/01/good-or-bad.html' title='Good or Bad?'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-92823188694793130</id><published>2010-01-07T08:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T08:58:13.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>After School.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The MANGO Girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0UsdEmUh_I/AAAAAAAAAhY/kvaxY9Pd_2Y/s1600-h/Picture+0240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423790204199929842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0UsdEmUh_I/AAAAAAAAAhY/kvaxY9Pd_2Y/s400/Picture+0240.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0Usc4_jVQI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/35DGjm2YmxU/s1600-h/Picture+0241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423790201084531970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0Usc4_jVQI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/35DGjm2YmxU/s400/Picture+0241.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0UscnRmV9I/AAAAAAAAAhI/PvRSLHI2Pec/s1600-h/Picture+0242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423790196328388562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0UscnRmV9I/AAAAAAAAAhI/PvRSLHI2Pec/s400/Picture+0242.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0UsV7fiwKI/AAAAAAAAAhA/rrmuMEBag1A/s1600-h/Picture+0243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423790081496498338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0UsV7fiwKI/AAAAAAAAAhA/rrmuMEBag1A/s400/Picture+0243.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0UsVSNZ8mI/AAAAAAAAAg4/J1MaIh51i5Q/s1600-h/Picture+0244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423790070414570082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0UsVSNZ8mI/AAAAAAAAAg4/J1MaIh51i5Q/s400/Picture+0244.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0UsVPtta3I/AAAAAAAAAgw/wNVvKT8aFHw/s1600-h/Picture+0245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423790069744757618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0UsVPtta3I/AAAAAAAAAgw/wNVvKT8aFHw/s400/Picture+0245.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0UsU7wyC4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/rDIo2LAH6sQ/s1600-h/Picture+0246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423788674978198402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0UrEDzcs4I/AAAAAAAAAew/LV5rEloTwhE/s400/snapshot(7).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0UrDg6iwoI/AAAAAAAAAeo/4qlKnq1oQAc/s1600-h/snapshot(8).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423788665612714626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0UrDg6iwoI/AAAAAAAAAeo/4qlKnq1oQAc/s400/snapshot(8).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-92823188694793130?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/92823188694793130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/01/after-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/92823188694793130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/92823188694793130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/01/after-school.html' title='After School.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/S0UsdEmUh_I/AAAAAAAAAhY/kvaxY9Pd_2Y/s72-c/Picture+0240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-4433508905485415717</id><published>2010-01-05T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T22:09:56.419+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>NOT just Blabbering Nonsense?</title><content type='html'>&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hey facking biatch, just enjoy what you can get for now. ‘Cause you won’t be enjoying them much later, you shall suffer. I won’t make you pay for the food that actually belongs to me. Just eat whatever you want; the best is if you can afford to eat all of them. And you can use whatever things that is mine, don’t even bother to return or be sorry ‘bout the things that you’ve done to me. After eating my food, your mouth and tongue will rot until you can’t even move it. Your throat will be infected, worms growing in your stomach and get intestines cancer. Finally, have diarrheal until you dehydrate and eventually disappear from this world. And after using my things, you body is gonna suffer. You’ll feel very itchy all over your body and get your own skin rot like hell. Walk on the road with my things and get run over by all the passing vehicles until your parents can’t even recognise you and can’t even find the other parts of the body. If I ever heard you talking bad ‘bout me, I’ll make sure that I’ll curse your child to suffer for life. So, just be sure to enjoy what you’re getting for now, yeah? If you don’t want these curses to fall on you, and then try very hard to end your life now and facking disappear from my life now. Maybe someday I can’t tolerate you anymore then I’ll just help end your life in the middle of the night. So, you can tell me which way you prefer to end your life. I think under bloody situations will be better; it’s more fun and interesting when blood is involved. Whatcha think ‘bout that, uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously getting sick and tired of this freaking home, so dying to move out immediately. Wondering why are my parents so different from others? Logically, parents should give what their child wants but not child giving their parents what they want. Always asking the same questions, and trying to get benefits and taking advantages. Of course there are reasons why I’m not getting a job. Why should I make myself suffer working so hard and tiring myself out, just to earning that money? In the end, you try to get advantage by asking me to pay the bills and so called ‘lend’ the money to you. To put it in a nice way, you’re just lending money from me, but actually you’re just taking money from me. Have anyone heard before a student working as a part time worker just to pay all the bills and giving ‘pocket money’ to the parents? Who won’t want to be the parents of this kid? I am the one owning the whole house and using all the phones or are they the one? If I’m the one owning them, them why are you people living my house and using my things? Can't support a family, cannot give what the child want? Then don't even bother to bring us to this world! Stop facking around then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What for study so hard and get stressed out just to let you people be proud of? You’re just me to make people envy of you. Once dumb enough to study hard to get all the awards. Not knowing that you want these awards so that there’s money for you and let you show off in front of your friends and relative. Saying things like, study harder can get better future and can enjoy your life after that. What pretty lies, uh? Then why is it not the others doing it, ‘cause you can’t let them suffer, they are very precious? Damn it. Disgusting words coming out like being the better ones and dote on the most. Just don’t make me puke, okay. You’re even aware of what’s going on with me and what the hell I want. Save all this acting for them, it won’t work for me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just blaming myself for being so facking unlucky with such fate and life.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-4433508905485415717?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/4433508905485415717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-just-blabbering-nonsense.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4433508905485415717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4433508905485415717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-just-blabbering-nonsense.html' title='NOT just Blabbering Nonsense?'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-8564071896362459603</id><published>2010-01-03T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:41:28.330+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Busy Weekend~</title><content type='html'>Yesterday went out with Principal Wong and Yeeling to Ikea and Anchor Point. And I finally bought boxes for my comics. Previously, it was all kept in the cupboard, but somehow the dusts still get in. So I decide to buy box for them. I manage to get the boxes but not my shoes. I saw that shoe at Lot 1’s Cotton On, but at that point of time, I was thinking if I should buy that shoe. Then, I finally decide to buy it when I over at Alicia’s house. I try to look for it at Anchor Point’s Cotton On, but I can’t find it. Damn it! Should I go back to Lot 1 tomorrow after lesson to buy it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I spend the afternoon packing my room and re-organise my things. And I also throw away tons of things, looks like I have lots of things. Now, I have lots of free space for more things. Hahas:) But I still have not packed my wardrobe, it damn messy inside. I think I will pack it next weekend. Okay, I’m waiting for Autumn’s Concerto to be uploaded. I just can’t wait until tomorrow. Hahas:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-8564071896362459603?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/8564071896362459603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/01/busy-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/8564071896362459603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/8564071896362459603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/01/busy-weekend.html' title='Busy Weekend~'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-1661410194389527694</id><published>2010-01-01T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T13:54:54.381+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year! 2010 is here~</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year to all the Earthlings~! Hahas:) Wondering if everyone got their resolution already, ‘cause I have not. Anyway, I had my countdown with my Netballers, at Alicia Yeo’s house. And the first thing that I’ve learnt for 2010 is how to play mah-jong. One of the things that I’ve learnt from last year till this year, last day of 2009 to the first day of 2010! Hahas:) All thanks to Alicia Yeo’s parents, who taught me how to play mah-jong. Though it’s not an interesting celebration, but we get the chance to gather together like the old times. After finishing our cup noodles and have some chat with Alicia’s mother, we cab home together. And the first thing I did after reaching home is get my stuffs and head all the way to the bathroom for a shower. Now, I’m still not hitting the sheet yet, waiting to watch Rain’s Fashion Concert. Hahas:) Not ‘cause I like him but I think his dance moves are amazing and it’s ‘bout fashion. Somehow, I feel that guys who can dance like that get attention easily. Maybe get my attention easily or maybe ‘cause I like to watch people dance. Okay, the show is gonna start soon, so I shall end here. All the best to all the Earthlings for 2010! Thanks for all the wishes, people~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-1661410194389527694?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/1661410194389527694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-2010-is-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1661410194389527694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1661410194389527694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-2010-is-here.html' title='Happy New Year! 2010 is here~'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-3093729372533399050</id><published>2009-12-28T00:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T00:20:19.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Present!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SzeI-D1DERI/AAAAAAAAAeg/rquc7qv4R8E/s1600-h/Photo0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419951276324753682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SzeI-D1DERI/AAAAAAAAAeg/rquc7qv4R8E/s400/Photo0055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’m a super duper happy girl today!! All thanks to this person: WONG BINNYI~ She got a bag from Esprit, an advance present for me. When she asked me: “Will you like it(That bag), if it's you?”, a ‘Yeah” come outta me without thinking much. Just not in time to figure out the why she would me this question and she immediately said she’s gonna get it for me as present. I was so shocked when she said so, cause that bag is quite expensive and she’s decide not ask the others to chip in for the present. I feel kinda bad to get such expensive present from her. And I really don’t know how to react at that time, but was serious damn happy. Hahas:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-3093729372533399050?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/3093729372533399050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/12/present.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3093729372533399050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3093729372533399050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/12/present.html' title='Present!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SzeI-D1DERI/AAAAAAAAAeg/rquc7qv4R8E/s72-c/Photo0055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-3418859773504278154</id><published>2009-12-20T02:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T02:20:17.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Dinner Treat!</title><content type='html'>Dinner treat to Fish and Co by Wong Binnyi!! She just came back from her church camp at Malaysia and got her pay and bonus today. An ex-cartel staff and used to be my colleague work in Fish and Co, asked to me to send in emails to compliment her. That’s really funny. But I don’t intend to do so, ‘cause I don’t know what to write in the mail. It’s not that there’s nothing to compliment ‘bout her, it’s just that I don’t know how to write these type of mails and I’m lazy. Hahas:) After the dinner, we pop into a few shops before heading to Jean Yip for a haircut. Not for me, of course. Hope that the staffs are not cursing and swearing on us, we’re the last customers. Optical 88 to make glasses, again, it’s not for me. She just got her pay and bonus, that’s why she’s spending again. Hahas:) Round around Giants but bought nothing, then we walked home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what everyone is doing during the holidays, they don’t update their blogs. Are they too busy with their activities or simply no events to blog ‘bout?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-3418859773504278154?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/3418859773504278154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/12/dinner-treat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3418859773504278154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3418859773504278154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/12/dinner-treat.html' title='Dinner Treat!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-1666035568988029443</id><published>2009-12-18T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T00:18:59.005+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>New Moon Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;New Moon Fever~&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyurSpWesPI/AAAAAAAAAeY/LZQQb3rDOKg/s1600-h/imgv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyurSpWesPI/AAAAAAAAAeY/LZQQb3rDOKg/s400/imgv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416611313669288178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to watch New Moon again, with my cliques at Marina. They planned to meet in the early evening, so I meet Germs earlier at Bugis to shop around and pass Noreen her present. Time passes real slowly when you just shop around not wanting to buy anything. And so, we decide to get something to eat before meeting the others, Fish and Chip. Bought a tee from Mango, so called clique tee for the girls. Something hilarious and embarrassing happened when we’re paying at the cashier. Not going to share it here. After that we head for out movie, and the theatre is really small and packed. Damn it! Shop around while thinking what to eat for dinner, but still couldn’t decide. So, we head home without having dinner instead. On the way home, I tried to keep myself awake but still doze off. Guess I’m too tired, hit the bed before 12. Hahas:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-1666035568988029443?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/1666035568988029443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-moon-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1666035568988029443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1666035568988029443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-moon-again.html' title='New Moon Again!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyurSpWesPI/AAAAAAAAAeY/LZQQb3rDOKg/s72-c/imgv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-2878937373769666964</id><published>2009-12-17T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T01:00:49.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>New Hair Style.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My eyes sucks! &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SykSDKhr-JI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/zs6DxOYOsLo/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415879872464287890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SykSDKhr-JI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/zs6DxOYOsLo/s400/page.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Double Cheeseburger for breakfast cum lunch and went to trim my fringe again. Trim it shorter than the previous, so that it’ll cover my eyebrow. I got my fringe to cover it, ‘cause my classmates notice ‘bout it and making fun of it. Every time when people notice them, I’ll trim my fringe to cover it. Maybe I should learn how to draw eyebrow, better uh? Hahas:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-2878937373769666964?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/2878937373769666964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-hair-style.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/2878937373769666964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/2878937373769666964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-hair-style.html' title='New Hair Style.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SykSDKhr-JI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/zs6DxOYOsLo/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-5306100353057520683</id><published>2009-12-13T22:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T23:14:31.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Nation Cup 2009.</title><content type='html'>Went to watch Nation Cup with Binnyi and Alicia, we watched the Opening and the Final. Champion for the Nation Cup 2009 is Northern Ireland! Singapore got fifth place. The last game between Northern Ireland and Scotland was the most interesting game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414732985810146322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT-9kzN1BI/AAAAAAAAAeA/SiXAYC6fGKE/s400/15953_195154723498_525638498_3180754_2766624_n.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Tanzania, Scotland, Malaysia, Canada, Northern Ireland, Singapore and Umpires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT-9Z125EI/AAAAAAAAAd4/J7mLu1YD0D0/s1600-h/15953_195154728498_525638498_3180755_4974508_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414732982868436034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT-9Z125EI/AAAAAAAAAd4/J7mLu1YD0D0/s400/15953_195154728498_525638498_3180755_4974508_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT-9EV5uvI/AAAAAAAAAdw/_NWcClPvg4E/s1600-h/15953_195154778498_525638498_3180762_3372238_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414732977097259762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT-9EV5uvI/AAAAAAAAAdw/_NWcClPvg4E/s400/15953_195154778498_525638498_3180762_3372238_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT-8h5VNaI/AAAAAAAAAdo/2eK7RfvFEeU/s1600-h/15953_195154793498_525638498_3180763_4666224_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414732967850620322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT-8h5VNaI/AAAAAAAAAdo/2eK7RfvFEeU/s400/15953_195154793498_525638498_3180763_4666224_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT-adl3MwI/AAAAAAAAAdg/ytw5odCil1w/s1600-h/15953_195154803498_525638498_3180764_5211184_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414732382579667714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT-adl3MwI/AAAAAAAAAdg/ytw5odCil1w/s400/15953_195154803498_525638498_3180764_5211184_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT-aJVmabI/AAAAAAAAAdY/LEsa1UbQzb4/s1600-h/15953_195154863498_525638498_3180770_7251099_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414732377142749618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT-aJVmabI/AAAAAAAAAdY/LEsa1UbQzb4/s400/15953_195154863498_525638498_3180770_7251099_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First game: Singapore VS Canada.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT-ZmB_WvI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Y1A6IYyHHas/s1600-h/15953_195154918498_525638498_3180777_622700_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414732367665257202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT-ZmB_WvI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Y1A6IYyHHas/s400/15953_195154918498_525638498_3180777_622700_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Second game: Scotland VS Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT-ZZdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Lkgy6piEnIY/s1600-h/15953_195154978498_525638498_3180782_5905666_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414732364290359858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT-ZZdWgjI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Lkgy6piEnIY/s400/15953_195154978498_525638498_3180782_5905666_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT-ZAQ4nGI/AAAAAAAAAdA/-gGXLcs-Gtk/s1600-h/15953_195155073498_525638498_3180791_879452_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414732357527182434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT-ZAQ4nGI/AAAAAAAAAdA/-gGXLcs-Gtk/s400/15953_195155073498_525638498_3180791_879452_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The umpire from Australia. (The guy in white who is standing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT9LAVfPmI/AAAAAAAAAc4/MX70lEREgpc/s1600-h/15953_195155048498_525638498_3180789_6505311_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414731017516695138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT9LAVfPmI/AAAAAAAAAc4/MX70lEREgpc/s400/15953_195155048498_525638498_3180789_6505311_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Northern Ireland, warming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT9KuBhVmI/AAAAAAAAAcw/b-kfj5gI-lw/s1600-h/15953_195155083498_525638498_3180792_4046896_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414731012601108066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT9KuBhVmI/AAAAAAAAAcw/b-kfj5gI-lw/s400/15953_195155083498_525638498_3180792_4046896_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT9KTgMAkI/AAAAAAAAAco/w4ImVD9aMHw/s1600-h/15953_195155093498_525638498_3180793_5043577_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414731005481976386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT9KTgMAkI/AAAAAAAAAco/w4ImVD9aMHw/s400/15953_195155093498_525638498_3180793_5043577_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT9KErFLyI/AAAAAAAAAcg/U4ppuS9lUuU/s1600-h/15953_195155133498_525638498_3180797_4601521_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414731001501134626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT9KErFLyI/AAAAAAAAAcg/U4ppuS9lUuU/s400/15953_195155133498_525638498_3180797_4601521_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT9J0VGTrI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Hhk-LWdRGnQ/s1600-h/15953_195155143498_525638498_3180798_555369_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414730997113966258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT9J0VGTrI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Hhk-LWdRGnQ/s400/15953_195155143498_525638498_3180798_555369_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT5_7xBdYI/AAAAAAAAAbo/mXiJDwGuea8/s1600-h/15953_195155193498_525638498_3180806_7869970_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414727528776562050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT5_7xBdYI/AAAAAAAAAbo/mXiJDwGuea8/s400/15953_195155193498_525638498_3180806_7869970_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beautiful shooter from Northern Ireland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT5_TJ91FI/AAAAAAAAAbg/P3n4Gomqi4M/s1600-h/15953_195155198498_525638498_3180807_7815802_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414727517875328082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT5_TJ91FI/AAAAAAAAAbg/P3n4Gomqi4M/s400/15953_195155198498_525638498_3180807_7815802_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Third game: Northern Ireland VS Tanzania.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT5_CWSyAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/8EZOyigxFoI/s1600-h/15953_195155228498_525638498_3180810_8013694_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414727513363630082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT5_CWSyAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/8EZOyigxFoI/s400/15953_195155228498_525638498_3180810_8013694_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT5-yuuW-I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/nYzmwuB6U-w/s1600-h/15953_195155233498_525638498_3180811_3257576_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414727509171133410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT5-yuuW-I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/nYzmwuB6U-w/s400/15953_195155233498_525638498_3180811_3257576_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT5-vUK4gI/AAAAAAAAAbI/45sYhtPHZwY/s1600-h/15953_195155243498_525638498_3180813_568838_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414727508254450178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT5-vUK4gI/AAAAAAAAAbI/45sYhtPHZwY/s400/15953_195155243498_525638498_3180813_568838_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT5fo4HMtI/AAAAAAAAAbA/MAjUdlULxjo/s1600-h/15953_200696628498_525638498_3199787_6531566_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414726973950210770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT5fo4HMtI/AAAAAAAAAbA/MAjUdlULxjo/s400/15953_200696628498_525638498_3199787_6531566_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Singapore team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT5fIxG50I/AAAAAAAAAa4/-ZqMaDwlHBw/s1600-h/15953_200696658498_525638498_3199790_4059953_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414726965330896706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT5fIxG50I/AAAAAAAAAa4/-ZqMaDwlHBw/s400/15953_200696658498_525638498_3199790_4059953_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The game between Singapore and Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT428jxy4I/AAAAAAAAAaw/fSyrWEtXxlA/s1600-h/15953_200696668498_525638498_3199792_6212430_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414726274858994562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT428jxy4I/AAAAAAAAAaw/fSyrWEtXxlA/s400/15953_200696668498_525638498_3199792_6212430_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT42pyBwAI/AAAAAAAAAao/9NEe4aeeA64/s1600-h/15953_200696733498_525638498_3199798_4545629_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414726269818486786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT42pyBwAI/AAAAAAAAAao/9NEe4aeeA64/s400/15953_200696733498_525638498_3199798_4545629_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT42UJel1I/AAAAAAAAAag/ti6MOltNP04/s1600-h/15953_200696753498_525638498_3199800_8308867_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414726264011265874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT42UJel1I/AAAAAAAAAag/ti6MOltNP04/s400/15953_200696753498_525638498_3199800_8308867_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hardcore supporter for Scotland. (Of course she's from Scotland.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT42OoPW-I/AAAAAAAAAaY/HIh2d2sgHOU/s1600-h/15953_200696778498_525638498_3199804_5987975_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414726262529678306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT42OoPW-I/AAAAAAAAAaY/HIh2d2sgHOU/s400/15953_200696778498_525638498_3199804_5987975_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT412RwjYI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/4DK2rAFGar0/s1600-h/15953_200696868498_525638498_3199815_3343249_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414726255992933762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT412RwjYI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/4DK2rAFGar0/s400/15953_200696868498_525638498_3199815_3343249_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Price Presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT36iEBZDI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Ymo9Nf3_KUY/s1600-h/15953_200696943498_525638498_3199823_2224831_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414725236954326066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT36iEBZDI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Ymo9Nf3_KUY/s400/15953_200696943498_525638498_3199823_2224831_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A proposal infront of everyone after the price presentation. (even with lots people from other countries!) Romantic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT36bof3aI/AAAAAAAAAaA/nTlf10mTFHk/s1600-h/15953_200696973498_525638498_3199827_6354660_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414725235228269986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT36bof3aI/AAAAAAAAAaA/nTlf10mTFHk/s400/15953_200696973498_525638498_3199827_6354660_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A shot with the Northern Ireland player. We didn't get a chance to take with the Captain. (That beautiful shooter.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT36FdzVdI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/xf_R4sy5iBw/s1600-h/15953_200696988498_525638498_3199829_1465832_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414725229277828562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT36FdzVdI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/xf_R4sy5iBw/s400/15953_200696988498_525638498_3199829_1465832_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whoa~! Taking picture with so many pretty Northern Ireland girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT34h_w90I/AAAAAAAAAZw/_Z9F01szELY/s1600-h/15953_200696998498_525638498_3199831_3160830_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414725202576734018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT34h_w90I/AAAAAAAAAZw/_Z9F01szELY/s400/15953_200696998498_525638498_3199831_3160830_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A shot with the Canada player. She post like a model, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT34aCGI2I/AAAAAAAAAZo/U3ZVdKpXZNo/s1600-h/15953_200697033498_525638498_3199834_6837871_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414725200439026530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT34aCGI2I/AAAAAAAAAZo/U3ZVdKpXZNo/s400/15953_200697033498_525638498_3199834_6837871_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/5424067527975609510-5306100353057520683?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/5306100353057520683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/12/nation-cup-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/5306100353057520683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/5306100353057520683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/12/nation-cup-2009.html' title='Nation Cup 2009.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SyT-9kzN1BI/AAAAAAAAAeA/SiXAYC6fGKE/s72-c/15953_195154723498_525638498_3180754_2766624_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-2797140627903310779</id><published>2009-12-09T22:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T22:40:33.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>What's a home for?</title><content type='html'>Marketing lesson was back to the fun and interesting lesson, Victor Tan is back. Made a poster using his face, whole class was like laughing the hell out. Get to choose our own team members, ‘cause I kept on insisting that I wanna change team. I gave him the worse expressionless face when asking him to change team. So, my team have got Fennie, Fareen, Germs, FeiFei and ZhouYing, the awesome girls’ team. For some reasons, I didn’t present during the presentation. Had Cognitive UT2 today, damn difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, life at home is freaking boring and I feel like I’m really living in a hotel. Don’t feel like having any communication with them, there’s nothing to talk with them. Maybe I just don’t wanna share my things with them and no common topic. Anyway, I’m sleepy and hungry now and so I’m going to bed now. Nights~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-2797140627903310779?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/2797140627903310779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-home-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/2797140627903310779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/2797140627903310779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-home-for.html' title='What&apos;s a home for?'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-2779715742992675465</id><published>2009-12-08T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T23:27:21.914+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>NEW MOON!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going crazy over this: NEW MOON~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sx5vxxKnC4I/AAAAAAAAAZg/GUGTXJLqAm0/s1600-h/new-moon-poster2-692x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sx5vxxKnC4I/AAAAAAAAAZg/GUGTXJLqAm0/s400/new-moon-poster2-692x1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412886702948027266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson on using HTML codes to make a web page, quite interesting and I like it. The codes are quite familiar for people who have blogs. But I still find trouble for my team member, asking tons of questions bout what code to use. Just because I’m lazy to read the definition of the codes and I simply just browse through it. Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head to meet Binnyi at Cityhall after the lesson to watch... NEW MOON!! It’s awesome! But Edward was not featured a lot, only the starting and ending. The best part is the ending where Edward is fighting with the Volturi, nice effects. The whole show is like watching all the muscular hunks and you can try to compare who more handsome and who is more muscular. Hahas:) Anyway, there aren’t much people in the theatre and there’re even aunties watching this show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show we took the bus home and saw this damn ass trying to act like he can’t live without reading. He had his book opened in his hands and eyes closed. It’s amazing isn’t it? Who the hell can be like him, reading while the eyes are closed? Pretending to read when he is actually sleeping. And when the bus jerked, he woke up and he still flips the pages as if he is really reading it. Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sx5u1t__dkI/AAAAAAAAAZY/KT9OphhmFGU/s1600-h/Photo104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sx5u1t__dkI/AAAAAAAAAZY/KT9OphhmFGU/s400/Photo104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412885671306032706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Binnyi took it secretly~ HA&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/5424067527975609510-2779715742992675465?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/2779715742992675465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/2779715742992675465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/2779715742992675465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-moon.html' title='NEW MOON!!!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sx5vxxKnC4I/AAAAAAAAAZg/GUGTXJLqAm0/s72-c/new-moon-poster2-692x1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-150663734412683394</id><published>2009-12-07T16:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T18:44:45.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Team Rearrangement.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dang!&lt;/span&gt; I ditched my lesson &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; and went home. Today’s module is maths and that stupid Facilitator suddenly told us that he had change the team arrangement. I’ve got the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; team arrangement. That 2 idiotic guy were so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kind&lt;/span&gt; that they actually appoint me to be the leader. And they think that I didn’t reject and just keep quiet means I accept it. Would I give in so easily? Or would I let them order me to do whatever they like? So, when they Facilitator approach our team and ask who will be the leader and they quickly point their fingers at me. I don’t even wanna answer when the Facilitator called me. I just simply &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ignore&lt;/span&gt; him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things worse, I saw this bastard who sit next to me, digging his nose! When I saw him doing that, I was thinking if he touches my things then what will I do?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; First, I would take out my water bottle and wave into his head and make sure that I got his head bleeding. Next, I would stand up and give him a kick in his stomach that makes him fall onto the ground. Then, I’ll scream into his bloody ear and ask him to take his fucking hands off my things and move away from me.&lt;/span&gt; But he’s lucky; he didn’t touch my things before I went home. Else, I’ll definitely make him regret having such itchy hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to write in my RJ that I wanted to change team, but I'm wondering if it'll works. Now, I don’t see any point to go for lesson next Monday. I shall start my holidays 1 day earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P/S: was damn calm and relax when I’m posting this. Hahas:) Thanks for the concern clique, know that you people are sort of worried. I'm okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-150663734412683394?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/150663734412683394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/12/team-rearrangement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/150663734412683394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/150663734412683394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/12/team-rearrangement.html' title='Team Rearrangement.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-5749518325474519738</id><published>2009-12-05T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T00:04:46.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>My Saturday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SxqEXMA9E8I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ZDlxYGbVvsI/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411783436136158146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SxqEXMA9E8I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ZDlxYGbVvsI/s400/page.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, I’ve finished my novel – Midnight Sun, finished the last few pages this early morning. I woke up quite early actually, around 8 plus but I force myself to sleep more. ‘Cause I went to bed quite late yesterday night, around 1am. In the end, I still got up at 0930 and the first thing that comes to my mind is my novel. I took almost a week to finish this partial draft of novel; it’s not even the whole book. I remember I only took 2 days to finish Twilight, also ‘cause I’m having holiday at that time. The author stops writing it after 12 chapters (last chapter unfinished). It’s frustrating to stop halfway of the story and nothing for me to continue. Stupid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I stayed at home the whole day today, watching shows. Binnyi came to my house, take photos from me and we watch the show – Jumper and The Twin Effect. Jumper is a very nice and interesting show. After she went home, I watched Twilight AGAIN on my lappy. I’ve watch this show for umpteen times, ‘bout 4 times and today’s the fifth. The show is just too freaking nice, it’s still so nice after watching so many times. Idiots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching all the shows, I’ve got nothing to do and so decide to blog. Tomorrow, I’m going down to Toa Payoh to watch Nation Cup. Quite excited ‘bout it, ‘cause it’s quite some time since we watched Netball games. We used to go there to watch Netball games a lot, and always playing Netball. When will I get to play Netball again? Hahas:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-5749518325474519738?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/5749518325474519738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/5749518325474519738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/5749518325474519738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-saturday.html' title='My Saturday.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SxqEXMA9E8I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ZDlxYGbVvsI/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-1606018269855681956</id><published>2009-12-02T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T23:42:18.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Novel Influence.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SxaKtWI9rMI/AAAAAAAAAZI/truRHzHZXzk/s1600-h/Image108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SxaKtWI9rMI/AAAAAAAAAZI/truRHzHZXzk/s400/Image108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410664513974152386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having mixed feeling these few days, I’ve not figured out what kind of feelings was it and doesn’t know I’m thinking. I think I am feeling empty and don’t know what I want. Weird. Maybe because I’m reading my novel this few days, my brain is fully occupied with my imaginations ‘bout the novel. No time to think ‘bout other things, I’m just too into the story as usual. This will carry on for days or even weeks, I think. Daydreaming and having imaginations are what I’m always having and which I can’t live without. Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Communication’s grade is out already, a damn difficult module. The grade was neither good nor bad, just what I had expected. Next will be the Marketing grade that I’m worried ‘bout, where I skipped quite a few questions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-1606018269855681956?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/1606018269855681956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/12/novel-influence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1606018269855681956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1606018269855681956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/12/novel-influence.html' title='Novel Influence.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SxaKtWI9rMI/AAAAAAAAAZI/truRHzHZXzk/s72-c/Image108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-6767873668165917000</id><published>2009-12-01T20:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T20:38:47.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cliques.'/><title type='text'>What’s the matter?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My Cliques&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SxUKoX1Dn0I/AAAAAAAAAZA/osnw7DvbW5k/s1600/SNC00256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410242216063115074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SxUKoX1Dn0I/AAAAAAAAAZA/osnw7DvbW5k/s400/SNC00256.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Reflections:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SxUKoH0f2kI/AAAAAAAAAY4/mq4jRifkj2s/s1600/SNC00255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410242211765803586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SxUKoH0f2kI/AAAAAAAAAY4/mq4jRifkj2s/s400/SNC00255.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They look like sisters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SxUKng59xEI/AAAAAAAAAYw/IPCB6caooRs/s1600/SNC00254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410242201319752770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SxUKng59xEI/AAAAAAAAAYw/IPCB6caooRs/s400/SNC00254.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a stupid picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SxUKnAvupLI/AAAAAAAAAYo/3uLk9NrRwEA/s1600/SNC00259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410242192686884018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SxUKnAvupLI/AAAAAAAAAYo/3uLk9NrRwEA/s400/SNC00259.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I look like I am having constipation! HAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SxUJbBqCNpI/AAAAAAAAAYg/FwC_hclqvY8/s1600/SNC00245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410240887261378194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SxUJbBqCNpI/AAAAAAAAAYg/FwC_hclqvY8/s400/SNC00245.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey, what’s my problem? I partial again after the first meeting and went out with my cliques, have lunch at sakae sushi and went to watch movie, Ninja Assassin. The story is quite short and simple, like doesn’t keep people in suspense. But I like the effect of the movie, their bloods are like free flow and I like this kinda movie. Oh yeah, the lead actor has a damn well built body! Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;Headed home after the movie by bus. I regret taking bus home, should have take the train with Fareen. Really cannot stand these stinky old men around the bus, the worst are when they’re sitting next to you. Have the urge to just stand up and smack their heads then ask them move their fucking butts to other sits. Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I’m reading novel again and it’s written by Stephenie Meyer. The first novel that I read was hers, Twilight. Until now, I actually only read her books and only the Twilight series. Now, I’m reading Midnight Sun, it’s the same as Twilight but in Edward Cullen’s point of view. But there are only 12 chapters, but I only finished 2 chapters. Lots of things to do and I don’t have much time to read. Hahas:) Once I start reading, I find it hard to not continue reading. Wanna collect the whole series of Twilight, be it the novel or the DVDs for the movie. Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, this few days I’m getting from bad to worse, skipping lesson and going partial. I won’t say that it was influence by my classmates. If I really have the determination to stay for my lesson, no one can influence me. Overall, I’m the only one to be blame; it was my attitude towards my own learning. There’s this thing call ‘giving up studies’ that has been visiting my brain quit often ever since I get into Poly. I don’t know, I think I have somehow lost the interest to study. I really hate myself for this! But I’m still glad that I’m not losing the interest of go to school. I really don’t know and cannot imagine what will happen if I lost this interest too!&lt;br /&gt;I told my Mum ‘bout this, it doesn’t seems to bother her at all. Wondering what is she thinking when I told her this and I doubt my Dad know ‘bout this. Are they just respecting my decision and thinking that I can decide on my things on my own or just simply doesn’t give a damn ‘bout it? They don’t even know that I have actually missed so many lessons and I have no intention to tell them since they don’t care. Anyway, now I don’t like them to stick their nose into my business, I’m already used the ‘freedom’ given by them. Hahas:) &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/5424067527975609510-6767873668165917000?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/6767873668165917000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-matter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/6767873668165917000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/6767873668165917000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-matter.html' title='What’s the matter?'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SxUKoX1Dn0I/AAAAAAAAAZA/osnw7DvbW5k/s72-c/SNC00256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-5609499541837113804</id><published>2009-11-29T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T22:46:02.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Moon.'/><title type='text'>New Moon Fever!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, had a badminton session with Alicia, Alicia’s brother, Alvin and 2 netball juniors, Jiemin and Brenda. It’s been a long time since I sweat and move so much. Now, I really like the feeling of sweating and getting aches all over my body. Idiots! Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to visit Matthew just now, he was admitted into the hospital ‘cause of Asthma. He’s still active as usual; it’s hard to believe that he’s sick. He was so happy when he saw us and when we’re leaving; he was like so sad and couldn’t bear to let us go. ‘Cause he’s too boring with only his parents and grandma. He’s getting better already, so we’re hoping that he can be discharge tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey people, I’m so excited for 3 December, it’s getting nearer and nearer! From 3 December onwards, can everyone just ask me out to watch New Moon, please? I’m even begging people to ask me out to watch this movie; I think I’m just crazy. Hahas:) But this movie is directed by a different director form Twilight, so I’m wondering if New Moon would be as awesome as Twilight or even better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-5609499541837113804?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/5609499541837113804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-moon-fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/5609499541837113804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/5609499541837113804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-moon-fever.html' title='New Moon Fever!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-7710263762559430977</id><published>2009-11-25T22:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T08:28:34.521+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Cert.'/><title type='text'>Back to Yuan Ching!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The Netballers or Ex-Netballers? Hahas:)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sw3IhOFCy3I/AAAAAAAAAYY/JUe4hn-TBZM/s1600/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408199200582323058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sw3IhOFCy3I/AAAAAAAAAYY/JUe4hn-TBZM/s400/page.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sw3Igw4-hxI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/tswSsbi5ClQ/s1600/IMG_5101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408199192747083538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sw3Igw4-hxI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/tswSsbi5ClQ/s400/IMG_5101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sw3IPfiTMlI/AAAAAAAAAYI/tSJN-H_2jv4/s1600/IMG_5196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408198896030790226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sw3IPfiTMlI/AAAAAAAAAYI/tSJN-H_2jv4/s400/IMG_5196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sw3IPNfb1YI/AAAAAAAAAYA/2S6Qa17IqN8/s1600/IMG_5333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408198891186935170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sw3IPNfb1YI/AAAAAAAAAYA/2S6Qa17IqN8/s400/IMG_5333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sw3IOvHz1PI/AAAAAAAAAX4/uVkixiFxK50/s1600/IMG_5334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408198883034780914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sw3IOvHz1PI/AAAAAAAAAX4/uVkixiFxK50/s400/IMG_5334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sw3IOFJLK9I/AAAAAAAAAXw/idJSkRoZrXQ/s1600/IMG_5422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408198871766215634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sw3IOFJLK9I/AAAAAAAAAXw/idJSkRoZrXQ/s400/IMG_5422.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sw3INxIvdnI/AAAAAAAAAXo/_aJ-tMg3kCw/s1600/IMG_5423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408198866395690610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sw3INxIvdnI/AAAAAAAAAXo/_aJ-tMg3kCw/s400/IMG_5423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sw3GmOeyfCI/AAAAAAAAAXg/JMzWsXykYFU/s1600/IMG_5189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408197087566396450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sw3GmOeyfCI/AAAAAAAAAXg/JMzWsXykYFU/s400/IMG_5189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sw3Gl49GytI/AAAAAAAAAXY/7VNrhNKn56Q/s1600/IMG_5202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408197081787976402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sw3Gl49GytI/AAAAAAAAAXY/7VNrhNKn56Q/s400/IMG_5202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sw3GlfoVwgI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/qRic-nyJ2qE/s1600/IMG_5268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408197074989990402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sw3GlfoVwgI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/qRic-nyJ2qE/s400/IMG_5268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sw3Gk22aTWI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ZChOeZOhJ2A/s1600/IMG_5355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408197064043154786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sw3Gk22aTWI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ZChOeZOhJ2A/s400/IMG_5355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went to collect my ‘O’ Levels Certificate with Alicia and Binnyi. Finally, I am willing to go and collect it. After that, we had a small tour around the school to see what the new facilities are after the renovation. Head to Jurong Point’s Kopitiam for dinner then to Starbucks to chill out, did my Evaluation and Quiz myself. RJ was done by the Kindergarten Principal; these two like to help me write RJ. Last week’s Cognitive RJ was done by Alicia and half by me for the personal experience. Decide to go to Art Park to take some pictures, reach there and Binnyi don’t like it, so we went to Jurong Safra instead. All the photos taken were not very satisfied, weather is too hot and it’s after a long day. We took over 200 hundred of photos in just one day, this is so ridiculous! Hahas:) Realised that I have the stupid dead-fish eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s Marketing lesson was such a waste, easy topic but lousy Facilitator. In the end, more than half the class partial, even ZhouYing partial too. The Facilitator is such a failure! And we asked ZhouYing to bring us to her hostel to have a look. The hostel is damn nice and big, the room is like bigger than the Condominium. After that, head home with Germs to have a bath before going to CSC ‘cause Germs wants to play pool. Meet Fennie around 6 plus at B.Gombak to see JunXiong’s Basketball match. Had MacDonald for dinner with them before heading home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-7710263762559430977?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/7710263762559430977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/yesterday-went-to-collect-my-o-levels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/7710263762559430977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/7710263762559430977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/yesterday-went-to-collect-my-o-levels.html' title='Back to Yuan Ching!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sw3IhOFCy3I/AAAAAAAAAYY/JUe4hn-TBZM/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-2912618389638881083</id><published>2009-11-23T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T22:17:43.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Human.'/><title type='text'>Damn Monday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Just be like him, doing whatever he likes without any worry.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SwqYTKoq--I/AAAAAAAAAW4/sOSdcdVf5Nc/s1600/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407301757651581922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SwqYTKoq--I/AAAAAAAAAW4/sOSdcdVf5Nc/s400/DSC00054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every Monday, I will really regret going for lesson and always have the urge to partial. I’m not having Monday Blues, it’s just this idiotic one in my team that makes me feel this way. It’s so super damn freaking unlucky to have such people in the class, what’s more it’s in the same team. Damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I still manage to struggle through until the end of the lesson but I don’t think I’ll get a good grade, not even a B. After the lesson, went to Causeway to have Pasta Mania before heading home. On the bus, JunXiong kept making fun of Germs, Fennie and I was like watching comedy show. Kept laughing, just way too funny! Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human always notice those who doesn’t notice them. Waiting for those who wait for others and leaving out those who wait for them. Why not spend some time on these unnoticed people and give them a chance? Gather all the courage to say it out and not having those stupid little acts/actions. Or just keep it a little secret of yours and buried it deep in your heart, not even having the slightest concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best news I have received for this month, heard it from my Mum yesterday night. That biatch is out for a 3D2N camp, which means she won’t appear until Wednesday! The television will be available, way will not be blocked, no irritating noise and the list goes on. She’s just a hindrance in my life which I curse and swear that she will be gone forever. I even curse that she will be knock down by vehicles, know that it’s damn freaking bad but I just can’t help it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-2912618389638881083?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/2912618389638881083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/damn-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/2912618389638881083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/2912618389638881083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/damn-monday.html' title='Damn Monday.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SwqYTKoq--I/AAAAAAAAAW4/sOSdcdVf5Nc/s72-c/DSC00054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-8397929247712146005</id><published>2009-11-22T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T23:28:55.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Durian.'/><title type='text'>Durian M'pire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SwlYfyWaduI/AAAAAAAAAWw/SOj2DydVOv0/s1600/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SwlYfyWaduI/AAAAAAAAAWw/SOj2DydVOv0/s400/page.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406950130749961954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Binnyi for lunch at Jurong Point today, we went to Crystal Jade for Ramen. Shop around and found out that there’s this durian shop name, Durian M'pire.  So we decide to try their cakes, we ordered Durian Coil, Durian Cheese Cake, Durian Pudding and drinks. The drinks are a great disappointment, tasteless and damn expensive. The Durian Coil is the only one that is the most delicious, everyone should try it. After that, head down to IMM to look for my parents before heading home. It’s very late already; I’m going to bath and go to bed already. Or I’ll have trouble waking up for lesson tomorrow. Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY OLD MAN EUGENE! HAHAHA!! Though, he won’t be reading my blog unless I ask him to, still wanna wish him here. (Wished him in MSN too!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-8397929247712146005?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/8397929247712146005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/durian-mpire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/8397929247712146005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/8397929247712146005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/durian-mpire.html' title='Durian M&apos;pire'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SwlYfyWaduI/AAAAAAAAAWw/SOj2DydVOv0/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-4546285511434172003</id><published>2009-11-21T22:36:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T23:38:00.779+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUN.'/><title type='text'>Having Fun The Whole Week!</title><content type='html'>Went to meet Alicia on Thursday after the lesson to book the court for badminton game, but we only manage to book it next week. After that we had dinner at the coffee shop before heading to B.Panjang Plaza and chill out at Cartel. I finally get to taste the Eastside Brownie, so happy! When I was working at Cartel, I can only look at it and smell the heavenly dessert when serving it to the customers. Then, Fennie was chatting with me on MSN ‘bout wearing dress on Friday and Alicia kept on disturbed her, quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SwgILK2G_JI/AAAAAAAAAWo/44jf-cnVyD0/s1600/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406580340641168530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SwgILK2G_JI/AAAAAAAAAWo/44jf-cnVyD0/s400/page1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SwgIKwg0peI/AAAAAAAAAWg/4e3qLGIrE8w/s1600/IMG_5000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406580333572564450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SwgIKwg0peI/AAAAAAAAAWg/4e3qLGIrE8w/s400/IMG_5000.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SwgHZFCiYmI/AAAAAAAAAWY/6B73gc3oEPs/s1600/IMG_4947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406579480089223778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SwgHZFCiYmI/AAAAAAAAAWY/6B73gc3oEPs/s400/IMG_4947.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SwgGy7IBosI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/B61HRWewPbk/s1600/IMG_4946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406578824592859842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SwgGy7IBosI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/B61HRWewPbk/s400/IMG_4946.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SwgGyXGPIDI/AAAAAAAAAWI/wlIUrxnz69o/s1600/IMG_4945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406578814921678898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SwgGyXGPIDI/AAAAAAAAAWI/wlIUrxnz69o/s400/IMG_4945.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SwgFjus1k0I/AAAAAAAAAWA/5gi_2bjGGxU/s1600/IMG_4944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406577464047932226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SwgFjus1k0I/AAAAAAAAAWA/5gi_2bjGGxU/s400/IMG_4944.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Swf_GKuNQMI/AAAAAAAAAV4/kR3Y483nuHs/s1600/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406570359104028866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Swf_GKuNQMI/AAAAAAAAAV4/kR3Y483nuHs/s400/page.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, attend lesson until lunch break only and decide to partial. Because before the lesson started, something serious happened and usual group of us were chatting on MSN. Not paying attention to the lesson, and so find that the lesson is quite boring. Fennie wanted to go Bugis for shopping, so Fennie, JunXiong, Desmond, JunYang and I partial and went shopping. After shopping, we went to TopOne for another singing session. I think I sang more than the last singing session. Hahas:) Had so much fun this week!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-4546285511434172003?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/4546285511434172003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/having-fun-whole-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4546285511434172003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4546285511434172003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/having-fun-whole-week.html' title='Having Fun The Whole Week!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SwgILK2G_JI/AAAAAAAAAWo/44jf-cnVyD0/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-421175212585699106</id><published>2009-11-18T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:01:24.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enjoyable Day.'/><title type='text'>Class Activities.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night went to watch the movie ‘My Girlfriend is an Agent’ with Fennie and JunXiong. The movie was damn funny, especially the main actor. After the movie, we went down to Chinese garden to watch the meteor rain. But we only manage to see one shooting star after waiting for around 3 to 4 hours, counted as lucky? Hahas:) After that Fennie’s brother send us back, reached home and sleep at around 0530 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed Marketing lesson and wake up at 0930 am, like 4 hours of sleep only, and leave my house at 10 plus to meet Germs and JunYang at Woodlands. Watched the movie ‘2012’ after Desmond, Fennie and JunXiong came, this movie is really awesome! A must watch movie, though it’s quite long but worth watching. After the movie, went to Party World for singing session before heading home. A great day with this clique, looking forward for the next outing! Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so hungry and tired now, going to bath and have my dinner before going to bed. Gonna turn in early tonight, need to recharge my energy. Hahas:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-421175212585699106?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/421175212585699106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/class-activities.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/421175212585699106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/421175212585699106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/class-activities.html' title='Class Activities.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-3078999736149847786</id><published>2009-11-16T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:54:58.436+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activities.'/><title type='text'>Activities after UT1.</title><content type='html'>Finally, the UT1 for all the modules are over!! Actually, didn’t study much for the UT or should said didn’t study at all. Only revise a bit for Maths with the class and didn’t study for the other modules at all. Guess many of them out there are stressed out, time to relax and have a little fun, people. That’s why there’s a class activity this Wednesday, a movie session after the lesson. The first time I’m going for the class activity, I give a miss to the first class outing. So excited ‘bout it, ‘cause of the movie we’re watching – 2012!! And of course with the people I’m going with. (But I think not many of them will go, so sad!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have some free time before the UT2 come, so it’s time for some gathering with the ‘Yuhua Vs Juying’ peeps. Hahas:) Going to play badminton this Sunday with them, I’m kinda stupid agreeing to play that sport. I think that playing badminton cannot exercise the whole body and will have muscle ache only on one arm. That’s why I don’t like this sport and always not joining my last semester’s classmates when they suggest playing badminton. Another reason is they always book the RP’s court on the weekend; I’m not so crazy to even go back all the way to school just to play badminton. I agreed to play badminton with this Sunday because it’s at B.Gombak stadium. It’s near my house and with those peeps, it’s hard to have gathering with them ‘cause we are busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a long time since I’m having activities after lessons and during weekends. Have been staying at home since the start of the first semester holiday and go home straight away after the lessons. What a lifeless freak I am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-3078999736149847786?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/3078999736149847786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/activities-after-ut1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3078999736149847786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3078999736149847786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/activities-after-ut1.html' title='Activities after UT1.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-1351839358588578824</id><published>2009-11-13T23:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T00:12:24.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Class.'/><title type='text'>W46M</title><content type='html'>Mentioned in the last post saying that I working at ‘Geylang’ is quite insulting to me, but still joining them in the joke to say ‘bout myself. I’m just contradicting myself and others. Instead of getting mad at what they said and trying to stop them, why not just join in and let them say whatever they want. It’s impossible to stop others from saying bad bout you. The more you wanna stop them, the more they wanna continue. That’s one of the human being characteristic, how life is. Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths lesson and Maths UT on the same day, what a tedious day! Miss quite a few of the UT questions. Think there’s no hope for this UT already; never have high hope for my studies. After the lesson and the UT, left the class with Sister Germs first, the rest of the cliques catch up with us while 2 of my classmates went to the washroom. As usual, jokes and laughter all the way until people start to go home in separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a group conversation with my classmate right after bathing, and was laughing thru out the conversation. I seriously feel like an idiot who is laughing to her lappy, look really dumb. This batch of cliques is better than that previous one while having group conversation. Liqing should know what I’m talking bout, Ignoring. Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Cognitive grade is out and I went to take a look at the comment just know. My facilitator gave me an interesting comment but the grade it not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments for Individual:&lt;br /&gt;You wrote a good piece of reflection and included two scenarios whereby one could feel lonely in a crowd. It is indeed very true, loneliness is a sense of disconnection with the topic or people around us, not so much the number of people we are with.&lt;br /&gt;I always marvel at what you write in your RJ. There is a lot of thought, and personal connection with the topics. What would make it easier for you to voice your thoughts in class, Keshia?&lt;br /&gt;I think there's nothing she can do to make it easier for me to to voice your thoughts in class. Hahas:) But she still give me a 'B' only, so sad. I know that some people will said that I'm showing off, it like what I mentioned in the first paragraph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-1351839358588578824?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/1351839358588578824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/w46m.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1351839358588578824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1351839358588578824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/w46m.html' title='W46M'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-935407220984168252</id><published>2009-11-12T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T23:46:13.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Classmates.'/><title type='text'>The Happenings!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, got the ‘Jay Chou’ from my class to install and crack the game, The Sims 3, for me. Finally, I can play the game on my lappy. I asked my classmates from the last semester to help me get the game, they agreed and simply just forget ‘bout it later. After installing the game, I still have not start playing yet. Hahas:) Decide to start playing this weekend, ‘cause this week quite busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, stayed back after the lesson to revise Maths with my classmates, Arian’s the Facilitator. Hahas:) Oh yeah! Topic for today’s lesson was freaking everyone out, damn difficult. Having difficulties focusing on the problem, kept distracted by other stuffs. But the jokes in my class are never ending! I like my class, y’know. Hahas:) I know that you have problem with my size and the stupid ‘horse’ will have difficulties carry me. Thought I don’t mind people joke ‘bout my size, but I do mind a bit people saying that I’m working in Geylang. I think it’s quite insulting, but I will not be angry if the border is not crossed! Anyway, I’m also a mother, sister, rocker and ‘GuiFei’ in this class, it’s better than being called a slave the whole time. Even ‘LinZhiLing’, sounds stupid and I don’t really like this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, crying to get others’ attention isn’t a good method to use, why not just find out why are you’re being left out. After that, change your attitude and find solution to solve the problem, that’s what you learning Cognitive for. Yeah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-935407220984168252?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/935407220984168252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/happenings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/935407220984168252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/935407220984168252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/happenings.html' title='The Happenings!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-4672812175948701931</id><published>2009-11-10T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:57:42.921+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KESHIA.'/><title type='text'>Waiting!</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I really cannot wait any longer for 3rd December to come! It’s like taking forever for that day to come, so freaking long~ Just can’t wait, so excited ‘bout it. Faster come, faster come!! Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tomorrow morning Mum is going to pray Gramps, I wanted to tag along. Too bad, I have paper tomorrow and can’t go. Thought not as close as Granny but still I’ll think of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson is as usual, filled with jokes and arrows with fires flying toward certain people. Hahas:) Joined them for lunch today and go home together. A place to laugh until there’s cramp in the stomach. We are quite close and always have common topic to talk ‘bout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much today. Going for a shower then off to bed. Night Earthlings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-4672812175948701931?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/4672812175948701931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4672812175948701931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4672812175948701931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/waiting.html' title='Waiting!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-1890940970925104465</id><published>2009-11-09T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:02:32.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Group Member.'/><title type='text'>Fifth Week.</title><content type='html'>It’s the fifth week of the second semester and it time to change the grouping of the team. God bless that I’m not in the same team as that particular person and that dirty freak, but the stupid loose head. Someone who would volunteer to be the leader when everyone is pushing this post away, giving command to team members and asking them to doing all the things according to his method. With his idiotic attitude, he still expects me to chat with his and discuss work with him. Fat hope! He cannot accept other’s opinion and always think that he is right. Then what is the point of sharing my thoughts with him, I can’t even be bothered to talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lesson went home together with my classmates, was laughing all the way. Talked ‘bout my ‘O’ Level result and realised I have not collect my cert from the school yet. Wondering when will I collect it, hahas:) Waiting to watch 百萬大歌星 later, but very sleepy! Gonna sleep later again tonight, will have to force and drag myself outta bed tomorrow. Argh…!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-1890940970925104465?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/1890940970925104465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/fifth-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1890940970925104465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1890940970925104465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/fifth-week.html' title='Fifth Week.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-9217595218014198029</id><published>2009-11-07T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T21:20:47.590+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life.'/><title type='text'>A Break Down!</title><content type='html'>Some parts seems to have a break down since yesterday, can’t function properly. Wanted to repair it, but not sure what is the problem. The feeling: Not angry but disappointed, not the grades or other things but ‘those’ people. The mind: Filled with tons of things that can be solved, but don’t know what should be done to solve it. The heart: Not there for anything. The eyes: Sees nothing but the darkness. The ear: Hears nothing but complains. The thoughts: No one is interested ‘bout it. The effort: Not appreciated but wasted. The heath: Nothing seems to work with it. The people: Uninvited guest barging in and leaving whenever they like, not sparing a thoughts for others. The future: Blank. The life: Meant for nothing. The fairness: Don’t ever dare to think ‘bout it, doesn’t even exist. All the problems are just piling up day by day. Is this really how life should be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intend to change everything of my blog, still thinking ‘bout it. Quite troublesome for some people, ‘cause I changed my link quite a few times. No choice, this is the only way to get rid of ‘those’ people. Still thinking… Anyway, also thinking of going there to work, but only if they are short of staff. What if they aren’t? How will the bills end up? Don’t even think of depending on parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how my fucking life is. Damn my fucked up life. Shit! I'm tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-9217595218014198029?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/9217595218014198029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/break-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/9217595218014198029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/9217595218014198029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/break-down.html' title='A Break Down!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-5177422710737225661</id><published>2009-11-05T22:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T23:12:28.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='W46M.'/><title type='text'>My Classmates!</title><content type='html'>I love the weather today! My classmates are getting closer and bonded as days passes. They never fail to have little joke sessions between the lesson. I am starting to enjoy going to school now. Hahas:) Anyway, Marketing UT today was damn difficult and I just anyhow bomb in any answers that come into my mind. I’m left with 3 UT now, really cannot imagine how I will die because of this UT. Took some photos with my classmates, Fennie and Zhou Ying, being force my Fennie to take pictures with her. Hahas:) &lt;em&gt;Just kidding!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SvLq4sJfhCI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/rMnSogKB3kc/s1600-h/Image101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400637162815194146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SvLq4sJfhCI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/rMnSogKB3kc/s320/Image101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SvLqTUAB9PI/AAAAAAAAAVI/cI6ujOx1lUM/s1600-h/Image100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400636520677897458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SvLqTUAB9PI/AAAAAAAAAVI/cI6ujOx1lUM/s320/Image100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SvLqKKSQW_I/AAAAAAAAAVA/8f-VWCqiwIk/s1600-h/Image104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400636363451161586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SvLqKKSQW_I/AAAAAAAAAVA/8f-VWCqiwIk/s320/Image104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5424067527975609510-5177422710737225661?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/5177422710737225661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-classmates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/5177422710737225661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/5177422710737225661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-classmates.html' title='My Classmates!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SvLq4sJfhCI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/rMnSogKB3kc/s72-c/Image101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-8774085931568090454</id><published>2009-11-04T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T23:33:09.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream.'/><title type='text'>Beloved Granny.</title><content type='html'>The only lesson for Marketing I wasn’t paying attention to all the presentations, including the 6th presentation. Attention was distracted mostly by the games, I think. And the only thing I learn today is the product life cycle and the rest are just blanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how stupid this person is when she asked me if I wanna go to the library to borrow book and buy food with her. Unless I lost my memories, there won’t be a day that I will go anywhere with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, take a look at Matthew and carried him before I went for a nap. Feeling sleepy for the whole day! Dreamt about different things within this 2 hours nap, I even dreamt of UFO. Damn stupid! I dream of my granny too! When I dreamt of her, tears will flood my tiny eyes and vision starts to turned blur as memories and regrets starts to flow through my head. In the dream, I asked her a question, she answered and smile very beautifully at me with her eyes looking at me. I told Mum ‘bout it and she said that I missed her too much and will go and pray before the Chinese New Year. That’s very long! Indeed, I really missed her a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked after me and lives under the same root for over 10 years. She will cook my favourite dishes for me when I said I wanna eat it. She knows better than my Mum what are the dishes I like and buy whatever I want for me. She always gave me money to spend even though it’s not any special occasion. She went for a heart surgery before and was getting weaker after that. But she still makes the effort to come to my house all the way from Tampines, just to spend the afternoon with us. She knows that during the holiday, I went to stay at my aunt’s house at Bedok. And she asked why I didn’t go to visit her, but I wasn’t aware that she had asked this question before. She was admitted to the hospital after a fall in the early morning. I was still sleep until my Mum called and said I’ve to go to the hospital immediately. And until that day, then I know that she had asked for me to visit her. But everything was too late; I don’t even get to see her before her last breath. I will never have any privileges from her any more; the regrets will stay with me until my death. I love you, Granny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-8774085931568090454?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/8774085931568090454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/beloved-granny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/8774085931568090454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/8774085931568090454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/beloved-granny.html' title='Beloved Granny.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-4217704891282344571</id><published>2009-11-02T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:47:54.198+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relax.'/><title type='text'>Movie Session.</title><content type='html'>A movie session after lesson with Yeeling and her friend, Vicky, at Causeway Point. We watched the movie, Poker King, quite nice and hilarious. Louis Koo is still good looking but it’s obvious that he is old already. Had a great laughing at somebody while on the way home. Though it’s a short meeting, but really enjoyed myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I am quite happy that she didn’t come to school today. Hahas:) I bet you people are happy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, tomorrow is the start of UT 1, good luck people~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 82px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399532850410079538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Su7-hP2-xTI/AAAAAAAAAU4/jyugspgKbcE/s320/Problem04Grades.png" /&gt;Whole rows of 'B's for all modules' problem 04. I'm very satisfied with just 'B's. Keep it up, girl! Hahas:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-4217704891282344571?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/4217704891282344571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/movie-session.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4217704891282344571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4217704891282344571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/movie-session.html' title='Movie Session.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Su7-hP2-xTI/AAAAAAAAAU4/jyugspgKbcE/s72-c/Problem04Grades.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-4565106067189300827</id><published>2009-11-02T00:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T00:06:08.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday.'/><title type='text'>Jobs!</title><content type='html'>I think I really need to start looking for a job and start working again. I’m really broke now!! I tried to save as much as I can from my pocket money, but it’s only enough to pay my internet bill. Super pathetic! That’s why I really need a job now, but I won’t go back to IMM’s cartel though I’ve not officially quit. Please pity me by introducing some jobs to me if you have any, thanks! Hahas:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I saw an old movie showing on the TV now, starring Jacky Wu.  As usual, damn funny. Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed! Night~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-4565106067189300827?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/4565106067189300827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/jobs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4565106067189300827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4565106067189300827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/11/jobs.html' title='Jobs!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-5360837037033380331</id><published>2009-10-30T22:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T23:36:52.405+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration.'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Brother!</title><content type='html'>Today is my brother’s birthday, it’s also Halloween today. Yesterday night we had this conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyrus: “Sis, what are you giving me?”&lt;br /&gt;I replied: “What? Give what?”&lt;br /&gt;Cyrus: “What are you giving me?”&lt;br /&gt;I said, “What? I dint take yours things, what you want me to give you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was ‘bout the scold he if he’s gonna ask the same question again. But he understand my temper quite well, he go straight to his point and said that it’s his birthday. When he told me this, then I realised that I’ve forgot his birthday is coming. So, I told myself that I’ll buy something for him after today’s lesson. But when I was having lesson, I forgot that I wanna buy things for him. Luckily, my cousin reminded me when she asked for his number to wish him. Good job, Noreen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decide to buy a cake for at causeway point, ‘cause I’m not sure what kind of present I can get for him. Dad intended to buy a cake for him too, but I mentioned to him that I went to buy a cake when he called me. The cake was a really small one, as it is only for my family and they already had their dinner. When we light the cake for him, he make wishes and blow the candle without waiting for us to sing for him. Stupid brother. Mum said that he is fortunate to have such sis, but I don’t really think so. I always bully him and ignored/scolded him whenever I like. Hahas:) Anyway, just wanna wish him a happy birthday and hope that he can passed his PSLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He refused to let me take photo of him, ‘cause he’s not wearing shirt. Shy shy~~ This is the only photo I get to take, I forced him to take it. Kinda look like idiot, yeah? Hahas:) &lt;em&gt;Just kidding brother, quite handsome!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SusFUseExqI/AAAAAAAAAUw/yhn-OYIsnUc/s1600-h/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398414431426496162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SusFUseExqI/AAAAAAAAAUw/yhn-OYIsnUc/s320/DSC00012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SusEnzzqJBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/i9i9vpaomOY/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398413660301960210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SusEnzzqJBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/i9i9vpaomOY/s320/DSC00010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got the cake from Prima Deli.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SusEJjRLdmI/AAAAAAAAAUg/HOoN4U4tg5Q/s1600-h/Image98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398413140466300514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SusEJjRLdmI/AAAAAAAAAUg/HOoN4U4tg5Q/s320/Image98.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell down the stair this morning when I was leaving my house, somewhere near mu butt hurts a lot. What a clumsy idiot! Anyway, people out there, Happy Halloween!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-5360837037033380331?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/5360837037033380331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-brother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/5360837037033380331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/5360837037033380331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-brother.html' title='Happy Birthday, Brother!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SusFUseExqI/AAAAAAAAAUw/yhn-OYIsnUc/s72-c/DSC00012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-6305306592446199971</id><published>2009-10-29T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T23:51:39.323+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes.'/><title type='text'>Just For Laugh!</title><content type='html'>The day is filled with tons of jokes and laughers. First joke of the day starts with a guy from my class who likes to poke his fingers into his nose, twisted and turn as and when he likes. After that, he would have something to play with! Hahas:) If you touch the places where he had touched before, you would hear something like this: “Hi! Please don’t come near me and don’t touch me or my things for the rest of the day.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second joke, we have classmates who come up with a very special metaphor example for their presentation. It’s the best metaphor that I’ve even heard, and it’s quite disgusting. This is the one: “Friendship is like peeing in the pants, everyone can see it but only you can feel the warm”. Will one really feel that why when they are making friends or with their friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next would be a little joke with my parents while on the way out for dinner, just to entertain my parents. My mum’s hand accidentally hit my butt, and I said don’t anyhow touch my butt! She actually said that my butt is too smelly for her to touch when I just had a bath. So I replied this: “我可是贵妃呢! “, as I’m the so called 杨贵妃in my class. Then both my dad and mum start laughing. And they start chatting ‘bout the four beauties of China, thus, realised that 杨贵妃 is actually not a beauty. She is being categorised as a beauty because she’s a 贵妃! The real beauty is 西施, and I suddenly remembered that I heard something funny from a movie. This: “情人眼里出西施, 那西施眼里出眼屎!”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-6305306592446199971?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/6305306592446199971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-for-laugh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/6305306592446199971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/6305306592446199971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-for-laugh.html' title='Just For Laugh!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-4678889300935206729</id><published>2009-10-28T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T23:19:01.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Class.'/><title type='text'>It's quite complicated!</title><content type='html'>After dinner with my parents, backed home and check out the update of my daily grades. I have to say that the Communication module facilitator is really fast in updating the grades. I just had her lesson yesterday, yet I already get the grades today. Finally, she gave me a reasonable grade, a ‘B’. She gave me a ‘D’ for the second week, and I missed the third week’s lesson. Forget it, shall not talk ‘bout it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure that my actions are shown very clearly to her. She should receive the message with my reactions and body language. Yet, she still behaves the same! I’m not sure if she is acting dumb or just simply thick-skinned. Really cannot imagine what I can do when I’ll have to face her again this Friday. Just pray hard and really hope that it’ll end quickly and the change of grouping. Hope that after changing the group, I won’t be in the same group as her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it’s unreasonable but I just cannot accept it. Too bad that your character clashes with mine and I don’t like that attitude of yours. It’s just not suitable to be friends, sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-4678889300935206729?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/4678889300935206729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-quite-complicated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4678889300935206729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4678889300935206729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-quite-complicated.html' title='It&apos;s quite complicated!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-7509399253218909064</id><published>2009-10-26T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T22:37:42.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life.'/><title type='text'>Efforts and Daily Activities.</title><content type='html'>A pathetic team with only 2 members and a Caucasian facilitator, that’s how I survived with the lesson today. Seriously, you’ve to pay full attention to all the things he said, or you might just miss out the important stuffs. After the first meeting, I really doubt that I can survived thru out the day but I made it. I think my effort for today is commendable, not being thick-skinned. Given my character, I would have leave after second meeting or maybe the first. But I’ve changed and make an effort to stay and try to learn as much as I can. Quite satisfied with the mock up I came up with, it’s pretty I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home with the scorching sun, dozed off in the bus but it was a short one. The weather is really freaking me out! And I found out that one of my daily activities after lesson is to disturb Matthew. Hahas:) He is very adorable when he just stare at you with the “What’s your problem” face when I disturb him. Thereafter, went out to have dinner with my Dad and Mummy, fun at the bread store. Backed home and waiting to watch the Taiwanese variety show “Million Singer”. It’ll end quite late, so I hope that I can wake up tomorrow morning. Hahas:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-7509399253218909064?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/7509399253218909064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/efforts-and-daily-activities.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/7509399253218909064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/7509399253218909064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/efforts-and-daily-activities.html' title='Efforts and Daily Activities.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-5523949180032071878</id><published>2009-10-22T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T22:50:40.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos.'/><title type='text'>Matthew~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm... When is the last time I post pictures of my cute little darling? Hahas:) Miss him right? Every time only show small pictures of him in my MSN's display picture. So I decide to share a slightly bigger photos of him. He really know how to pose when I am taking pictures of him. So clever~&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SuBta1WQ8FI/AAAAAAAAAUY/c2PDajnDZLg/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395432661354344530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SuBta1WQ8FI/AAAAAAAAAUY/c2PDajnDZLg/s320/page.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "I'm waiting for my food, it is done? Hungry hungry~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SuBtaksmlCI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/rwgPv8NMQNk/s1600-h/page2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395432656884634658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SuBtaksmlCI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/rwgPv8NMQNk/s320/page2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Handsome? New hat and shade, okay~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SuBtaSSisJI/AAAAAAAAAUI/xtL3T6wUNZI/s1600-h/page3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395432651943489682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SuBtaSSisJI/AAAAAAAAAUI/xtL3T6wUNZI/s320/page3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Look at my hands! Signature post."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SuBtaDEpZ2I/AAAAAAAAAUA/FM0BM2XYttk/s1600-h/page4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395432647858677602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SuBtaDEpZ2I/AAAAAAAAAUA/FM0BM2XYttk/s320/page4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Let me show you some of my cute little expressions!"&lt;/div&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/5424067527975609510-5523949180032071878?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/5523949180032071878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/matthew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/5523949180032071878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/5523949180032071878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/matthew.html' title='Matthew~'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SuBta1WQ8FI/AAAAAAAAAUY/c2PDajnDZLg/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-2020164941522731304</id><published>2009-10-21T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:06:23.757+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><title type='text'>RJ Question.</title><content type='html'>Marketing lesson, right from the beginning of the lesson, the whole class was filled with laughter all the way until the lesson ended. The facilitator is a real joker, lots of crap to make the lesson fun and not boring. He let us enjoyed the whole morning and tried to kill us after the lesson with his RJ question. Here’s the question: ‘So, what really matters?’ How the hell are we suppose to answer that? I spent around 2 hours to finish that stupid RJ with only around 300 words. And I am not sure if my answer has any link to the question. Hahas:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-2020164941522731304?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/2020164941522731304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/rj-question.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/2020164941522731304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/2020164941522731304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/rj-question.html' title='RJ Question.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-3175026504641355376</id><published>2009-10-20T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T23:05:19.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time.'/><title type='text'>Today.</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I skipped today’s lesson and rot at home the whole day. When I realised that my alarm is ringing, it’s already 0706AM. So I decide to go back to sleep until around 9 plus, when Matthew came. I actually came to like the feeling of waking up early when there’s no lesson; the time seems to be going very slowly. The time in the morning passes very slowly, but the time in the night passes very fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, went to the market for dinner with my parents. Then, I decide to trim my fringe and the sides. Find it too long and messy, look like ‘Siao Cha Bo’, although my hair is quite messy most of the time. Hahas:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-3175026504641355376?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/3175026504641355376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3175026504641355376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3175026504641355376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/today.html' title='Today.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-7612201376899339780</id><published>2009-10-19T23:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T00:04:19.754+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grades.'/><title type='text'>Lessons~</title><content type='html'>Ahhhh~~!!! Finally! I've my first 'A' for my daily grade in the second semester~! And it's just the second week and I can get an 'A'. What's more surprising is, the module I got that grade was... Marketing! Unbelievable eh. I am like flying in the sky now, dancing in heaven and living in paradise~ Hahas:)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/StyMfS7N16I/AAAAAAAAATw/CGfnGEVlSo0/s1600-h/Picture2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 35px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/StyMfS7N16I/AAAAAAAAATw/CGfnGEVlSo0/s320/Picture2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394340922967054242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/StyNQ7bfyfI/AAAAAAAAAT4/G4cxiioAO5A/s1600-h/Picture1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 67px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/StyNQ7bfyfI/AAAAAAAAAT4/G4cxiioAO5A/s320/Picture1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394341775653456370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seriously, at the same time, I am having headache over tomorrow's lesson. Not that I don't like that module, the problem lies with that facilitators. Should I go for tomorrow's lesson? Hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-7612201376899339780?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/7612201376899339780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/lessons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/7612201376899339780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/7612201376899339780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/lessons.html' title='Lessons~'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/StyMfS7N16I/AAAAAAAAATw/CGfnGEVlSo0/s72-c/Picture2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-2023435020950215797</id><published>2009-10-18T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:23:45.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets.'/><title type='text'>New Things~</title><content type='html'>Hmm... Yesterday went to IMM with parents to change the plan for my phone line. All because of my brother’s fault, his phone bill for the month was 80 over dollars. Whereas my phone bill was only 20 over dollars, seriously, I don’t use my phone that much. And I bought a new earpiece too, red in colour!! Love it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to IMM with my parents again! Hahas:) Because I asked Yeeling to help me print something for me, so I have to meet her at her working place. After that, we went to upgrade my brother’s phone contract. Got a free Sony Ericsson W508, I am the one who is gonna use it. Finally, I can stop using that laggy LG phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy~~ Hahahaha!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-2023435020950215797?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/2023435020950215797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/2023435020950215797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/2023435020950215797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-things.html' title='New Things~'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-5766599564673524530</id><published>2009-10-15T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:42:47.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Earpiece.'/><title type='text'>Spoiled Earpiece.</title><content type='html'>Urgh!! Why? Why does my stupid earpiece have to spoil at this time? It was all my bloody itchy hands’ fault. I think I have to buy a new one from the shop in my school, or I think I cannot survive with listening to my songs. Now, I am thinking if I should buy it early in the morning, during lunch break or after school? I don’t think the shop is open when I reach school. Will it be troublesome to walk all the way to buy an earpiece during lunch? And can I wait or survive until the lesson ends without my songs? So troublesome! Spending money on this stupid earpiece is such a waste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-5766599564673524530?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/5766599564673524530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/spoiled-earpiece.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/5766599564673524530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/5766599564673524530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/spoiled-earpiece.html' title='Spoiled Earpiece.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-6959621656794432945</id><published>2009-10-14T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T18:55:53.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roti Prata.'/><title type='text'>My Prata Shop In Tokyo!</title><content type='html'>During lesson, my team and I decided to open a Prata shop in Tokyo! The reason is because no one has tried opening prata shop in Japan yet. So, we would like to try this out and hope that everyone can come and support us. Thank You! Oh yeah, we have not decide our shop name yet, please feel free to give us your suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I wonder why nobody tried to invade Japan with indian food, Roti Prata. I think this is a good idea, worth taking the risk. The Japanese should be able to accept this food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they are going to always ignore or getting into their own world leaving the people around them out, I think there is no need to even bother asking others along. Understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been listening the same 2 songs umpteen times. These 2 songs are just too nice, but not the singer. I don't like the singer, but I like just that 2 songs of hers. One of it has very wonderful lyrics, but I don't think it will work in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;~哭过就好了 痛都会走的 记忆有限 所以它会淘汰坏的~ &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-6959621656794432945?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/6959621656794432945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/during-lesson-my-team-and-i-decided-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/6959621656794432945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/6959621656794432945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/during-lesson-my-team-and-i-decided-to.html' title='My Prata Shop In Tokyo!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-3909036019449288630</id><published>2009-10-13T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T23:53:56.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lappy.'/><title type='text'>Crazy Lappy!</title><content type='html'>For the past two lessons, I've been having fun with my team members. Is it because we bond together already or because of the topic we are talking 'bout? I think yesterday was because of the lesson's topic and today was because the team members are very sociable and funny. And I was slacking for the whole lesson for these two days, very bad. Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what? I found something amazing 'bout my lappy this morning, he is behaving very weird. Just take a look at the picture below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/StSamffDKSI/AAAAAAAAATg/R_VldGAxVNg/s1600-h/Picture3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 119px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392104639946762530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/StSamffDKSI/AAAAAAAAATg/R_VldGAxVNg/s320/Picture3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I on my lappy when I reached my classroom, it shows that there was no internet connection. But my MSN was able to sign in and I can still go into my workspace and play Facebook game. Until my lesson ended, it still showed that there was no internet connection. I don't know what happened; even my speaker icon is also missing. But when I was at home, everything was back to normal! Hahas:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-3909036019449288630?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/3909036019449288630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/crazy-lappy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3909036019449288630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3909036019449288630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/crazy-lappy.html' title='Crazy Lappy!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/StSamffDKSI/AAAAAAAAATg/R_VldGAxVNg/s72-c/Picture3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-1515826196236244119</id><published>2009-10-09T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T00:18:08.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend.'/><title type='text'>Friday!</title><content type='html'>Finally! It's Friday and the weekend is here again~ I don't need to be nervous and trembling for the next two days. Hahas:) And I sleep in more and use the time to watch my dramas and variety show. Been watch Roseate Love during the holiday and the latest episode was out on Monday, but I still have not watched it until now. I don't have the time to watch it and I am too tired. I don't like to watch the show when I am tired, 'cause I can't remember clearly the content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, I went to sleep at 6 and actually I decide to sleep until tomorrow. Then I suddenly remembered that I have not done my RJ and it's 11 already. Manage to finish it on before the closing time. Going to take a shower after this post. Wondering if I can still sleep after the shower, if I can't then should I watch my variety show or drama? Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to shower~ Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-1515826196236244119?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/1515826196236244119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1515826196236244119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1515826196236244119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/friday.html' title='Friday!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-2219120217063424997</id><published>2009-10-08T23:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T00:14:31.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Stunt.'/><title type='text'>Drinks.</title><content type='html'>Today's lesson is damn freaking bored, so point talking 'bout it. After lesson, walk together with the W36k peeps, happened to bump into each other. Together with the walk were all the loud laughers of everyone's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reaching home, I don't even dare to go near my bed, afraid that I might fell asleep. Hahas:) Took the whole evening to finish the RJ and quiz. Because I was watching the TV and playing games at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my favourite food for dinner - Satay!! Matthew's mother bought it. I wonder how she knows that I like to eat satay and was craving for it for days. Had banana favour ice cream too. Then Mum and Dad went out for dinner and bought glass jelly drink back for me. I was so boring that I did some stupid stuff and show it to my brother and Mum. They said that i am crazy and being disgusting. And I even decide to take picture of my stunt and post it up to share it. Hahas:) This is what I am doing just now :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Ss4BLbxNYsI/AAAAAAAAATY/0zsui4_nhJo/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390247099953406658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Ss4BLbxNYsI/AAAAAAAAATY/0zsui4_nhJo/s320/page.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am having too much stress recently. Don't be too surprise if I did something really shocking some day. Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh! My Mum is so GOOD! She peel the pomelo for me and even feed me! She's so kind today. Hahas:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-2219120217063424997?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/2219120217063424997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/drinks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/2219120217063424997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/2219120217063424997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/drinks.html' title='Drinks.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Ss4BLbxNYsI/AAAAAAAAATY/0zsui4_nhJo/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-4050619616828520808</id><published>2009-10-08T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T01:09:55.160+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School And Work.'/><title type='text'>Pass two days.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday’s lesson was quite boring, but the team members are interesting and fun, especially Beatrice’s friend and the one from Indonesia. The two of them were very friendly and I was able to struggle through the lesson because of them. One thing I don’t like is that the facilitation said that there was something wrong with either my leg or body that make can’t even stand properly. What’s more is my body and legs are perfectly fine! Went home after the lesson and manage to finish all the school work before I head for work. I’ve change to a new job, from Café Cartel to 7-11. Had to move all the stocks here and there and up to the second floor without a lift. Can you imagine carrying more than 20 cartons of can and bottled drinks up the stairs? Gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s lesson was ‘bout Marketing, super dry for me. I never once had any interest in such modules like Enterprise, Marketing, Accounting and whatever shit. But I was always so unlucky to have to all this since secondary school. But I was lucky enough to at least get a pass for these tests. Anyway, the lesson was filled with laughter with all the facilitator’s joke. He was kind enough to entertain us during lesson. Not like someone who would only comment on others when they are perfectly fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve decided to quit the job at 7-11 today. I really cannot take it when they ask me to move the stocks; I am having aches all over my body now. This is the first time I am writing a resignation letter, and I think I wrote it quite badly as it is too long. Hahas:) When I was in secondary school we’ve to write letters too, but not resignation letter, most of them where complain letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am super tried since the first day of school, don’t like the feeling of fighting my eyelids to keep open even though my eyes are so smalls. It’s a kind of torture! So, I am going to bed now. Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-4050619616828520808?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/4050619616828520808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/pass-two-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4050619616828520808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4050619616828520808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/pass-two-days.html' title='Pass two days.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-6043284875492991105</id><published>2009-10-05T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T00:14:54.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Semester 2.'/><title type='text'>Back to school.</title><content type='html'>First day of lesson for the second semester, new block and new classmates. Good or bad? To me, it's a damn bad thing. I think I was late for the lesson because there was a huge crowd of people waiting for the stupid slow lifts. I seriously hate the feeling of walking into the class late, everyone will turned and look at you like you are some kind of alien or monster. Worst thing is I was late for both the first lesson for the first and second semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, lesson start with the introduction before going into the problem statement. For the first and second meeting, there was total silent for my team. Nobody wants to start talking and their eyes were stick very tightly to their lappy's screen. Even the facilitator came and helps us start the discussion and told us that we would get a really bad grade if we continue like this. But it was no use, until the third meeting after lunch break. They finally look up and start talking 'bout the presentation slides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the presentation, I was freaking out very badly with trembling voice and hands. The lesson end before 3pm and I got all the four questions correct for the quiz, quite easy actually. Hahas:) And that was the end of my lesson today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost killed my lappy by having it on all the way from school back home. 'Cause I was loading the Taiwanese variety show during lesson, and I don't wanna reload it at home. The first thing I do when I reach home was to save my lappy by taking it out from the bag and leave in front of my fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it? I actually fell asleep while watching Taiwanese variety show! All my energy was drain off by getting too nervous and trembling during the third meeting. Dumb! Continue with the rest of the show and my RJ after a 45 minutes nap, a 500 word RJ for the first lesson. Cool uh. And I contribute quite a lot for the presentation slides. I cannot believe that I can actually do these for the first lesson. I think I am just too superb. Hahas:) Thick-skinned~ I think it's because of the influence of W36K!! Miss this class a lot man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-6043284875492991105?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/6043284875492991105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/6043284875492991105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/6043284875492991105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-4157692433060619047</id><published>2009-09-21T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T01:04:12.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hair Dye.'/><title type='text'>This idiot is here again!</title><content type='html'>I dyed my hair again just now. 'Cause I'm just too idiotic and bored. But I don't think there's a different. The reason is because it's Revlon product and not L'oreal's. It's the fourth time I dye my hair, and I only like the color of the second attempt. Mum suggest to try Revlon's, but the results are bad. So, next time only used L'oreal's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, there's this advertisement called 'Vasantham Star', it's playing all over the channels. It's irritating me, what a lousy advertisement for recruitment. Anyway, it's just my opinion and not being racist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-4157692433060619047?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/4157692433060619047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-idiot-is-here-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4157692433060619047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4157692433060619047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-idiot-is-here-again.html' title='This idiot is here again!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-2907118226038117925</id><published>2009-09-20T06:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T06:01:55.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring.'/><title type='text'>I'm too bored!</title><content type='html'>Good morning Earthlings! Can't get to sleep~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-2907118226038117925?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/2907118226038117925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-too-bored_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/2907118226038117925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/2907118226038117925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-too-bored_20.html' title='I&apos;m too bored!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-8466219092303085920</id><published>2009-09-18T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T00:03:01.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Ugly Truth.'/><title type='text'>Movie Session.</title><content type='html'>Went to catch a movie with classmates, The Ugly Truth. The show was very interesting and damn funny. Wanna watch Gamer next, who's interested too? Happened to saw the New Moon's trailer before leaving the cinema. It's showing on 3rd December! Can't wait anymore, gonna watch it no matter what. Hahas:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-8466219092303085920?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/8466219092303085920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/09/movie-session.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/8466219092303085920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/8466219092303085920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/09/movie-session.html' title='Movie Session.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-3302646235101013928</id><published>2009-09-10T09:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T10:28:45.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga.'/><title type='text'>Morning~</title><content type='html'>First of all, Happy Birthday to Noreen Low Zi Bin! Are you touched? Wish you early in the morning? Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never post a blog this early. This is the first time I am doing this. I had spent the whole night on my lappy until now (Means I have not sleep yet!). And decide that I'll have at least one post that is posted this early. Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the whole night reading online manga - Haou Airen. Really regret reading this manga, the ending is too sad. I felt weird and uncomfortable after reading it. A kind of feeling that I can't describe. Maybe I am too into the story, and maybe I am feeling too sad or so. But I really like the manga from this author/artist. I like the storyline and the draw are very nice, but some of the content not very good for health (Should know what I mean). Wondering if I should continue reading other manga from this author/artist later, or wait until the feeling's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining cats and dogs now, and the stupid idiotic thunder gave me a big shock just now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-3302646235101013928?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/3302646235101013928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/09/morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3302646235101013928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3302646235101013928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/09/morning.html' title='Morning~'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-7677884863648652132</id><published>2009-09-09T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T00:37:52.006+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday.'/><title type='text'>Matthew &amp; My drawing~</title><content type='html'>Stayed at home for this few days, nothing to do. So, I decide to post pictures of ThewThew~ He has grown big already. Very naughty and noisy, pester me every day to play with him. Now, he is learning how to speak and sing song. Hahas:)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SqfSn8grT8I/AAAAAAAAATI/m_F1aE7rmKU/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379499863617261506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SqfSn8grT8I/AAAAAAAAATI/m_F1aE7rmKU/s320/page.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just now after having dinner, suddenly feel like drawing something. Even my brother also said that I've not been drawing very long already and ask me why. At first, it was because I am too busy, then become too lazy and don't know what to draw. None of the manga that I buy are release, so nothing to draw. This is a sketch from my own imagination, quite satisfied. Didn't get to draw her legs, 'cause the book is too small. Anyway, I draw this just for fun. Hahas:)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SqfSnjKWQXI/AAAAAAAAATA/1xN2cGYZtZM/s1600-h/P090909_23.57%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379499856812720498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SqfSnjKWQXI/AAAAAAAAATA/1xN2cGYZtZM/s320/P090909_23.57%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-7677884863648652132?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/7677884863648652132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/09/matthew-my-drawing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/7677884863648652132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/7677884863648652132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/09/matthew-my-drawing.html' title='Matthew &amp; My drawing~'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SqfSn8grT8I/AAAAAAAAATI/m_F1aE7rmKU/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-4900503443903497308</id><published>2009-09-06T18:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T01:43:16.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy 18th Belated Birthday to Karen And Advance Birthday to Alicia.'/><title type='text'>The Netballers.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday went to celebrate the September babies' birthday - Karen &amp;amp; Alicia. A belated one for Karen and a advance one for Alicia, and also a chance for all five of us to gather together. We arranged to meet in the afternoon at Jurong Point, but Binnyi, Yeeling and I decide to meet earlier to finish the card and wrapped the present. We get a chance to prank them by making them go Fairprice search for us when we are sitting at MacCafe. Hahas:) We went to New York New York for lunch. The service was good and food was delicious, especially the desserts! Worth the money, they deserve to earn my money. Hahas:) We took tons of pictures again. Finally, we've got pictures that depict all the five of us! Hahas:) Looking for another gathering like this. Shall post the photos after I get it from them. Hope they like the cards and presents~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-4900503443903497308?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/4900503443903497308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/09/netballers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4900503443903497308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4900503443903497308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/09/netballers.html' title='The Netballers.'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-511675279175917804</id><published>2009-09-03T02:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T03:14:46.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clarke Quay And Cityhall.'/><title type='text'>Window Shopping~</title><content type='html'>Since the holiday started, today is the first time I had went out for shopping. After all, it's still a window shopping. But I woke up at 0930 am today, normally I would be still sleeping until at least 0300 pm. We went to The Central for lunch, then head to Cityhall for window shopping and dinner at Din Tai Fung. Not bad! At least I get to see lots of clothes and shoes, and most importantly is I get to walk until my legs aches and numb. I like that feeling, it's nice. Hahas:)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sp6-_RnVvfI/AAAAAAAAAS4/XAbWsYNNATA/s1600-h/DSC03639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376944999396392434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sp6-_RnVvfI/AAAAAAAAAS4/XAbWsYNNATA/s320/DSC03639.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376944993859790306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sp6--8_T5eI/AAAAAAAAASw/i9SeKfqAjuQ/s320/DSC03615.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sp6--pAzmJI/AAAAAAAAASo/sJQ9S3FhVJQ/s1600-h/DSC03622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376944988497352850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sp6--pAzmJI/AAAAAAAAASo/sJQ9S3FhVJQ/s320/DSC03622.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-511675279175917804?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/511675279175917804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/09/window-shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/511675279175917804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/511675279175917804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/09/window-shopping.html' title='Window Shopping~'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Sp6-_RnVvfI/AAAAAAAAAS4/XAbWsYNNATA/s72-c/DSC03639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-1658639516370167773</id><published>2009-08-29T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T00:33:56.646+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday to Michael Jackson.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's Michael Jackson's Birthday and the day he was buried after his death. Channel 5 showed his concert at 7pm, so my parents decide to have maggi for dinner, just to watch his concert. Hahas:) Of cause, I also shut down my lappy and watch it together with my parents. He’s legs are incredible! His dance moves are so beautiful and he is handsome! The stage is so big that it can fit in three tanks. Cool! One concert and he can earn a mountain high of money, how I wish the money are mine. Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have been slacking at home until I rot since the holiday start. I think I have stayed at home for too long that I become ill. After recovering from the super bad sore throat, I start to cough and headache. So I take some cough syrup and Panadol and went to have a nap. When I woke up, my head feel like it is exploding and I am freezing when I am wearing a t-shirt and a long sleeve shirt over it. So I decide to take my temperature, and it shows 38.4 degree. I went to take the Panadol again, this time not the normal one but the Actifast one. After a few hours, the fever had gone down. Now, I am still having slight headache and blocked nose. I wonder what the nose is for when it will block is, it is useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that’s all for my update. I am dying my hair now, so it’s time to wash it now. I am wondering if I can get to watch my Korean show. Hahas:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-1658639516370167773?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/1658639516370167773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/08/todays-michael-jacksons-birthday-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1658639516370167773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1658639516370167773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/08/todays-michael-jacksons-birthday-and.html' title=''/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-4090616245809617897</id><published>2009-08-23T19:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T19:17:48.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivation.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Intended to revise at least a bit for my Maths UT3, but when I open the 6Ps, my eyes just can’t focus on it. I don’t know why. Suddenly, don’t have the motivation to study for the UT, last time I would at least manage to memorise and study some work. Now, I can’t, not even a single formula. I don’t know the reasons behind this and can’t help myself. No one can help me, not even the god! I think I just need to prepare to flunk the UTs, &amp;amp; I deserve it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-4090616245809617897?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/4090616245809617897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/08/intended-to-revise-at-least-bit-for-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4090616245809617897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4090616245809617897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/08/intended-to-revise-at-least-bit-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-3335088632728563058</id><published>2009-08-17T14:24:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T14:41:46.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy 18th Birthday To Ong Yeeling and Happy 21st Birthday To Wong Binnyi'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am gonna post 'bout the whole of my last week's activities, and it's damn long. So, I think I will try to do a summary of it, or else people will get bored reading. Actually, I am very lazy to post it, but I force myself to do so. If not, it will be useless to create a blog and not updating it. And all the activities are birthday celebrations, cool uh. Here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;Our Maths Facilitator treat us PizzaHut for lunch, we ordered 4 pizzas for the class of around 20 pax. A free lunch from a good facilitator! And after the lesson, have DeliFrence for dinner at Causeway Point with Susu, Biyuan and Mengyuan. The dinner sucks and the coffee make me feel sick after drinking it, not worth eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;During lunch break, went to Swensens at Causeway Point to collect the ice cream cake with Kaiwen and Susu. The cake was paid by the class for Biyuan and Beatrice. After the lesson, I went home to bath and left the house again. Meet Yeeling and Alicia to celebrate Yeeling's birthday, we went to Bugis for steamboat. We didn't manage to get her a present, so we decide to pay for her share for her the steamboat as at treat. I felt guilty for not getting her a present, hope that she will understand and forgive me. I was too busy with all the celebrations. After the steamboat, we take some photo outside Starbucks and on the train. Taken lots of unglam photos on the train, and really enjoy the time when I am with them. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokDlsSOxaI/AAAAAAAAASY/9YaabUhUxBk/s1600-h/IMG_4329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370827976693695906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokDlsSOxaI/AAAAAAAAASY/9YaabUhUxBk/s320/IMG_4329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokDlHgMZII/AAAAAAAAASQ/yvdG9Xs6nrc/s1600-h/page4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370827966820148354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokDlHgMZII/AAAAAAAAASQ/yvdG9Xs6nrc/s320/page4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokDkvsl2yI/AAAAAAAAASI/2NumPSBzz9s/s1600-h/page3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370827960429697826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokDkvsl2yI/AAAAAAAAASI/2NumPSBzz9s/s320/page3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokDkYOFzHI/AAAAAAAAASA/PzDxp6UdaMI/s1600-h/page2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370827954127752306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokDkYOFzHI/AAAAAAAAASA/PzDxp6UdaMI/s320/page2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokC9MOieKI/AAAAAAAAAR4/eDkgK5zsndQ/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370827280893507746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokC9MOieKI/AAAAAAAAAR4/eDkgK5zsndQ/s320/page.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;There was a CE talk 'bout manga, I wanted to attend but didn't manage to. As the class wanna celebrate for Biyuan's birthday at Swensens. We went there after the lesson ended and had the 1-for-1 lunch treat. After the meal, we shop around at Causeway Point before we head home. And Biyuan should bliss to have his birthday celebrated for three days with so many people and expensive presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokC8ovrvzI/AAAAAAAAARw/aHj2pqjRVcc/s1600-h/5533_118648627711_643727711_2525183_5216927_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370827271368851250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokC8ovrvzI/AAAAAAAAARw/aHj2pqjRVcc/s320/5533_118648627711_643727711_2525183_5216927_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokC8Z9FTmI/AAAAAAAAARo/8ENzAeMPz0Q/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370827267398520418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokC8Z9FTmI/AAAAAAAAARo/8ENzAeMPz0Q/s320/page.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;After lesson, we went to Causeway Point to have dinner. Beatrice suggested to have ramen, so we went to Ajisen for dinner. Actually, I wanted to go Queensway's Anchor Point to shop for blue clothes. I need it for Binnyi's birthday party the next day. I wanted to ask Yeeling if she wanna go with me, but I think she need to study for her exams so I asked Susu instead. But since they wanted to have dinner together and there's Cotton On at Causeway Point, so I not to go Anchor Point. After the dinner, I said I wanna go shop for my clothes and Beatrice said that she wanna go study. I got no choice but to ask kindly if they can wait while I shop for my clothes. They followed me around and shop but kept grumbling and the dust of the shop and the time is late. And I got to know that they said, "A study session had turned to a shopping session" So it turned out to be my fault uh? Nice one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to meet Alicia at 11am to have breakfast and get Binnyi's present, but Alicia thought that we are meeting at 12pm. We ended up meeting at almost 1pm, and had breakfast, get the present and birthday card material. We came back to my house to make the card with the limited time. The two of us rushed to finish the card before meeting Binnyi at 4pm. But we didn't make it, so I told Binnyi I am not meeting her. Finished making the cards, take a bath and left my house to meet Chermaine and Karen at Westmall. Cabbed down to Dion's place [The venue for the party!] and were standing at the alighting stand writing the message for the card. Alicia and I help to arrange the tables and chairs for the party, while Karen and Chermaine help to blow the balloons. As for the muscular Dion, he only helps to carry the water out to make the drink. After awhile, it was time for the other guest to slowly come in, and we also start eating already. It was a great time for us, the netballer, to gather together and have some chats. And the birthday need not entertain us, only the netballers and the Yuan Ching Juniors, as we will entertain ourselves. Binnyi was quite sad that almost half of her guest didn't turn up. But when we gathered together for photo taking and cake cutting, actually there are quite a lot of people. The birthday girl was being sprayed water and her face was being pushed into her chocolate cake. Lucky the cake can still be eaten, 'cause it was from Four Leaves and the cake was damn tasty. The whole cake was finished and only a few slices were wasted. After that, it was almost 10pm and it was time for clearing and people starts leaving. We stayed at until around 11 plus and decide to leave. Actually, we were 'bout to head home but decide to go for second round celebration at Alicia's house. Binnyi brought along with her red wine [A birthday gift from her friend] and some tidbits. We went to 7-11 to buy some Maggie for supper, regretted give away the leftover food form the catering to the guards. After the supper, we start to play games and loser had to drink the red wine. It ends up to be a revenge game between Alicia, Chermaine and Karen, trying to pour their wine to each other cups. I think they are drunk, 'cause they suddenly wanted to take photos after drinking the wine although they already took some before drinking. We played until 5 plus in the morning and the birthday girl is tired. Except for Chermaine and Karen, they rest of us take some nap until 6am before going home. The times spend with this clique always passes very fast and it is the most enjoyable time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SopLgqfb9zI/AAAAAAAAASg/jdUfhnmdlEM/s1600-h/IMG_4603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371188530126780210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SopLgqfb9zI/AAAAAAAAASg/jdUfhnmdlEM/s320/IMG_4603.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokC7aG9wyI/AAAAAAAAARY/CMx7LwS2gBw/s1600-h/page3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370827250260099874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokC7aG9wyI/AAAAAAAAARY/CMx7LwS2gBw/s320/page3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokCVCtMZfI/AAAAAAAAARQ/NRNkeJoF0RU/s1600-h/page2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370826591142962674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokCVCtMZfI/AAAAAAAAARQ/NRNkeJoF0RU/s320/page2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokCU-bkqLI/AAAAAAAAARI/b7--h590b4Q/s1600-h/page5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370826589995313330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokCU-bkqLI/AAAAAAAAARI/b7--h590b4Q/s320/page5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokCUaxm9NI/AAAAAAAAARA/CwGGYBAAb74/s1600-h/page4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370826580424062162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokCUaxm9NI/AAAAAAAAARA/CwGGYBAAb74/s320/page4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokCTzEKEyI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/1Yt9zKbrZlc/s1600-h/page7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370826569764442914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokCTzEKEyI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/1Yt9zKbrZlc/s320/page7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokCThUFuKI/AAAAAAAAAQw/6iV3V-Ey_DQ/s1600-h/page8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370826564999428258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokCThUFuKI/AAAAAAAAAQw/6iV3V-Ey_DQ/s320/page8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunday:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I reached home at 7 plus in the morning after the second round celebration. Quickly went to the bed to get some sleep before meeting Yeeling at 130pm. Actually, I almost forgot that I am meeting her; I suddenly remembered when I was sleeping soundly. And I quickly jump outta my bed and went to wash up and bath. I made it in time to meet her, 'cause she was being held up. We went to Yew Tee to collect the blog shop items and headed to Lot 1 for breakfast-cum-lunch at Subway. After that, we shop already and there was nothing to buy, so we headed home at around evening time. I was glued to my lappy for the rest of the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;Lesson was damn boring; I intend to leave after the second meeting. But I didn't, 'cause I needa attend a Enterprise talk after the lesson, that will help us revise on all the 14 topics. And also, I am going to watch movie with Liqing and Kaiwen after the talk. Today, the facilitator said that we can choose our own teammates, but I don't really wanna change my teammates. I preferred the original team and don't really like today's lesson and team. 'Cause the facilitator is irritating today and I am being ignored. After the lesson and the talk, we went to catch the movie 'UP' at Lot 1. The show was very nice and touching, and I cried! It is worth watching and didn't regret watching it as I didn't wanna watch it when they suggest it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-3335088632728563058?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/3335088632728563058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-gonna-post-bout-whole-my-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3335088632728563058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3335088632728563058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-gonna-post-bout-whole-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SokDlsSOxaI/AAAAAAAAASY/9YaabUhUxBk/s72-c/IMG_4329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-3364482093775556751</id><published>2009-08-11T23:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T00:22:40.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy 18th Birthday To Beatrice Zhuang.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday, went to Beatrice's house to celebrate her 18th birthday and her Dad's. On National Day, cool uh? Reached there in the late afternoon, with Susu. Nothing to do, so watch the movie- P.S. I love you. I wanted to watch that show, but I have no time to go to the cinema. It was a nice show. Then, start to play Monopoly when it arrive, but not as interesting as the one played at the chalet. We stop playing after one round went Roxanne was bankrupt and also people starts to flow in and the buffet was ready. The buffet was very tasty, there was a mini combination of Japanese and Chinese style. And the birthday cake was huge and yummy, Tiramisu. After that, time for photo sessions and prank time. We were asked to stay over night at her house, so we make her dance when all her guest went home. I think I was very thicked-skinned to occupy her television, watching the Korean drama. Opps! I am sorry** I was so into the drama that when they ask me to go 7-11, I rejected them. Hahas:) Biyuan and I stay at her house with her parents, watching the drama? Super weird. Then, we take turns to bathe after watching horror movie. Kaiwen and Susu was the fastest, means Kaiwen is scared! Oh yeah! Guess what? Beatrice's pets are - Lizards! Awesome pet ever. After that, we decide to sleep, all 7 pax squeeze in Beatrice's room. Hahas:) And we had Roti Prata for breakfast the next morning, a treat from Beatrice's parent. Thanks:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SoGTrNLDopI/AAAAAAAAAQo/cg6Fo_Guewk/s1600-h/page6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368734601282036370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SoGTrNLDopI/AAAAAAAAAQo/cg6Fo_Guewk/s320/page6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SoGRuiCnPeI/AAAAAAAAAQY/rsNm2lCyhYw/s1600-h/page2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368732459400117730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SoGRuiCnPeI/AAAAAAAAAQY/rsNm2lCyhYw/s320/page2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SoGRudNrSjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Pi7_Vg1oiWI/s1600-h/page3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368732458104343090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SoGRudNrSjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Pi7_Vg1oiWI/s320/page3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SoGRuGw5B3I/AAAAAAAAAQI/YIgq93iZte8/s1600-h/page4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368732452078028658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SoGRuGw5B3I/AAAAAAAAAQI/YIgq93iZte8/s320/page4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SoGRt3lUB0I/AAAAAAAAAQA/XphUDK1WQXw/s1600-h/page5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368732448002934594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SoGRt3lUB0I/AAAAAAAAAQA/XphUDK1WQXw/s320/page5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SoGRtpKKmqI/AAAAAAAAAP4/gkoUZTKHRO4/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368732444130974370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SoGRtpKKmqI/AAAAAAAAAP4/gkoUZTKHRO4/s320/page.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-3364482093775556751?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/3364482093775556751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunday-went-to-beatrices-house-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3364482093775556751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3364482093775556751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunday-went-to-beatrices-house-to.html' title=''/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SoGTrNLDopI/AAAAAAAAAQo/cg6Fo_Guewk/s72-c/page6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-3559310550124693344</id><published>2009-08-06T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T23:46:27.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dinner.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today's lesson was boring. I did nothing again! But I did the power point slide, and it was copied from the other team's. No choice, because no one wants to do it and we actually intend to present the codes only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the lesson, I received a call from home, and my Mum told me something shocking. She said, "I am cooking dinner today, there's chicken soup and broccoli, remember to come back and eat." My mum have stop cooking for a long long time already, I really wonder why she suddenly decide to cook. Hahas:) But I didn't ask her the reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am watching the TV show about dogs and cats now. It says that when you have a dog and a cat as pet and treat both of them very good. The dog will become very loyal to you and care for you. It will even save you when you're in danger. As for the cat, it will only take it for granted and always expect for more. Worst is, when you're in danger, it will be the first to run instead of saving you. That's the reason why I prefer dogs to cats.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnrzIRE8JiI/AAAAAAAAAPw/lAwz0lGGz0E/s1600-h/P060809_21.26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366869229313992226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnrzIRE8JiI/AAAAAAAAAPw/lAwz0lGGz0E/s320/P060809_21.26.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Does it look like someone's hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnrzINBnaZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/JjWz--NqJIo/s1600-h/P060809_21.26%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366869228226308498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnrzINBnaZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/JjWz--NqJIo/s320/P060809_21.26%5B02%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like the chicken soup. Tasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnrzHgphzZI/AAAAAAAAAPg/toUekBZu99I/s1600-h/P060809_21.27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366869216314117522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnrzHgphzZI/AAAAAAAAAPg/toUekBZu99I/s320/P060809_21.27.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5424067527975609510-3559310550124693344?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/3559310550124693344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/08/todays-lesson-was-boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3559310550124693344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3559310550124693344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/08/todays-lesson-was-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnrzIRE8JiI/AAAAAAAAAPw/lAwz0lGGz0E/s72-c/P060809_21.26.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-7058967100968019226</id><published>2009-08-05T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T23:43:54.275+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Problem Solving.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today’s lesson is very interesting! Like have art lesson, it’s A-R-T. I mentioned before that I have not draw for a long time already. Because I have no time, and also there’s no new release comics for me so a super long time already. I wonder what the artists have been doing that slowly downs their publishing date. Okay, back to my lesson, we were asked to design a logo for the Singapore Games 2010. I was so excited! But I really don’t know why my classmates know that I can draw quite well (Erm… I think my drawing should be presentable?). Everyone in the class was so motivated and everyone was concentrating on drawing. Even Ryan and Vishnu, those 2 who always play games, is the main artist for their team. Unbelievable isn’t it? Hahas:) Seriously, I love Problem Solving! Shall post the drawings here, so enjoy.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Snmm1s7TDDI/AAAAAAAAAPY/m1bFf-rtbsY/s1600-h/P050809_15.24%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366503872511806514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Snmm1s7TDDI/AAAAAAAAAPY/m1bFf-rtbsY/s320/P050809_15.24%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my team's drawing. I really love the hands, first time feel that I have drawn such a nice hand. I used to think that the hands that I have drawn are ugly, like disfigured. The words are quite nice too.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Snmm1UO9uhI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ThorY7Smr28/s1600-h/Drawings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366503865883408914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Snmm1UO9uhI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ThorY7Smr28/s320/Drawings.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are the other team's drawings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-7058967100968019226?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/7058967100968019226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/08/todays-lesson-is-very-interesting-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/7058967100968019226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/7058967100968019226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/08/todays-lesson-is-very-interesting-like.html' title=''/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/Snmm1s7TDDI/AAAAAAAAAPY/m1bFf-rtbsY/s72-c/P050809_15.24%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-4932711316298874198</id><published>2009-08-04T14:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T14:57:26.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IKEA Memories.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tasty food from IKEA!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnfbWtu76qI/AAAAAAAAAPI/0ccib737Srs/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365998664315300514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnfbWtu76qI/AAAAAAAAAPI/0ccib737Srs/s320/page.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday, decide to go Queensway with some cliques. Went to IKEA for dinner, had an early one and we take super long, around 2 hours. And the food is still so tasty, really love the food there! Recall lots of memories and times spent with my netballer friends. How I wish that I can go back to those times where I don’t need to worry so many things. After the meals, head to Queensway for some shopping. So many shoes I like and want to own them! But I am broke. Then, continue shopping at Anchor Point, Cotton On. To me, this place is a heaven!! So many cheap and super nice clothes waiting for me! How I wish I can buy the every things in that shop. Wondering why they used to give me lots of money, and why not now. So now I have to work so hard to own things I want. I work so hard yet earn so little. Oh my… I wanna change a new job, sick and tired of Cartel already. Anybody have any recommendation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-4932711316298874198?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/4932711316298874198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesterday-decide-to-go-queensway-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4932711316298874198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4932711316298874198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesterday-decide-to-go-queensway-with.html' title=''/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnfbWtu76qI/AAAAAAAAAPI/0ccib737Srs/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-8897879060548254390</id><published>2009-07-29T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T10:04:20.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orchard Trip.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This few week’s lesson is very interesting, always discuss ‘bout Facebook and food like MacDonald’s. Today’s lesson is also very interesting and relaxing. We discuss ‘bout going shopping and watching movie, I like it. And I spend most of the time playing games and reading magazine. But I did contribute things that I need to, like worksheet, PDT and PPT. I like my performance today and yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lesson, went to Orchard with Susu and Beatrice to hunt for sombody’s 21st birthday present. The first stop we went is Louis Vuitton, and we had a bad and deep impression of me. We went in and start looking and walk around. After a few minutes, I start to sneeze and my nose is very uncomfortable. Do you know why? Because when a poor girl like me walks into this kind of branded shop, I really cannot stand the strong leather smell. Hahas:) So I quickly tell them that I really cannot stand it already, I am afraid that I will keep sneezing none stop. So we continue our shopping at other shops that are not selling leather stuffs. Lots of clothes and watches I really wanna own them, but I am broke now. We went to Anna Sui and Susu bought the perfume for Shuhui and she is very funny. Susu keep saying the skin care products are shampoos and body foam, eve the salesgirl also laugh at her. I had fallen in a deep love with the Anna Sui products! They are all so nice, be it the design or the smell. I wonder they will belong to me. Hahas:) Then, we had Ajisen Ramen for dinner and Hokkaido ice cream for dessert. Lastly, home sweet home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it’s time for some pictures! I like this pictures a lot, 'cause I look nice in this picture. Maybe I should say more presentable. [Some are not in orders!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A team photo taken during lesson! &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363913881756272402" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnBzQZfehxI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2XrWseEPuyI/s320/Picture+0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In the toilet!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnBzQUUeG3I/AAAAAAAAAOw/-ZobtuUIr6c/s1600-h/DSC03444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363913880367930226" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnBzQUUeG3I/AAAAAAAAAOw/-ZobtuUIr6c/s320/DSC03444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnBzQBvfxBI/AAAAAAAAAOo/TsDrQgKkLFI/s1600-h/DSC03445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363913875381011474" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnBzQBvfxBI/AAAAAAAAAOo/TsDrQgKkLFI/s320/DSC03445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnBy9j_0XCI/AAAAAAAAAOg/FLM7rp7b44U/s1600-h/DSC03446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363913558158760994" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnBy9j_0XCI/AAAAAAAAAOg/FLM7rp7b44U/s320/DSC03446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnBy9eP0QVI/AAAAAAAAAOY/QZWGCwDknO0/s1600-h/DSC03447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363913556615250258" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnBy9eP0QVI/AAAAAAAAAOY/QZWGCwDknO0/s320/DSC03447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnBy9ELmfaI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/nrgw3f8sR_I/s1600-h/DSC03448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363913549618249122" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnBy9ELmfaI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/nrgw3f8sR_I/s320/DSC03448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnBy9H0-8YI/AAAAAAAAAOI/_bUM3p7TibE/s1600-h/DSC03449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363913550597124482" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnBy9H0-8YI/AAAAAAAAAOI/_bUM3p7TibE/s320/DSC03449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnBy82_MCQI/AAAAAAAAAOA/0098SaW8_FE/s1600-h/DSC03450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363913546076522754" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnBy82_MCQI/AAAAAAAAAOA/0098SaW8_FE/s320/DSC03450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnByr_VncMI/AAAAAAAAAN4/3MNexW5kKII/s1600-h/DSC03451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363913256260300994" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnByr_VncMI/AAAAAAAAAN4/3MNexW5kKII/s320/DSC03451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnByrqr2R2I/AAAAAAAAANw/Fe4aZI174XU/s1600-h/DSC03452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363913250716403554" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnByrqr2R2I/AAAAAAAAANw/Fe4aZI174XU/s320/DSC03452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnByreq9JBI/AAAAAAAAANo/C057JDKXyNk/s1600-h/image1205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363913247491433490" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnByreq9JBI/AAAAAAAAANo/C057JDKXyNk/s320/image1205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mine: Strawberry and Sea salt Caramel. Beatrice: Green Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnByq2--sNI/AAAAAAAAANg/3QpdDYVclg8/s1600-h/image1208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363913236838002898" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnByq2--sNI/AAAAAAAAANg/3QpdDYVclg8/s320/image1208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363913230528270818" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnByqfen0eI/AAAAAAAAANY/oblMxvU1hng/s320/image1207.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-8897879060548254390?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/8897879060548254390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-few-weeks-lesson-is-very.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/8897879060548254390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/8897879060548254390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-few-weeks-lesson-is-very.html' title=''/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SnBzQZfehxI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2XrWseEPuyI/s72-c/Picture+0019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-7058750419846975874</id><published>2009-07-27T16:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T18:57:46.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hate This China Guy To The Core.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wondering why I become like that suddenly? Not answering any questions? Is it because I am listening to my songs and can’t hear you or I don’t wanna answer? It’s obvious uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I saw my team assignment, the enthusiastic feel of having maths lesson was all gone. What’s more when you are being criticized by a china guy in your own country? Ironic isn’t it? “Do you think I will copy your answer? I don’t understand why you can make such mistake, it’s so simple.” Why don’t you straight away just said, “You Singaporean are so stupid!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You certainly don’t have the right to criticize me. If you are that clever, then you should study in JC instead. Why did you even bother to come to this polytechnic? Arrogant freak. Why don’t you use the time to handle your own problem instead of others? You stink right from you head to your toes. I wonder if you really have any self-consciousness or not. Please don’t say that you don’t know that you stink to the heaven. It is so obvious that everyone is talking about your legs and shoe, so stop pretending that the smell is not coming from you. Is it really that hard to take a bath before you come to school? I think you are the only one who doesn’t bath before going to school. Disgusting fucker. Being looked down by other people, seriously, you deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I don’t find any reason to continue my lesson. What’s the point of staying? To get more criticize? Sorry, I am not an idiot that would stay to entertain this fucker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-7058750419846975874?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/7058750419846975874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/wondering-why-i-become-like-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/7058750419846975874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/7058750419846975874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/wondering-why-i-become-like-that.html' title=''/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-3590685953171876144</id><published>2009-07-23T23:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T00:09:25.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bowling Session'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Round 1.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to post again! Hahas:) Yesterday after lesson went to Yishun with my classmate for bowling session. But I didn't play, I am afraid that I might hurt my hand again. So, I am the so called 'cheerleader-cum-judge' for the day. They only played two games, as there are some events going on after six. After the game, went to Northpoint for dinner with Beatrice, Biyuan and Susu. We went to the HongKong Cafe/Restaurant, not sure about it. The service sucks and they charge us for that, and they kept bugging us to join thier member. With such service and they still want us to join their member? Forget about it. Shall not comment anymore about this matter, no point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I am damn busy, attending lessons and working. Why? 'Cause I need MONEY! Hahas:) I am free for this two week only, so I shall make use of it to earn more money. If not, how to have fun with my friends and pay the bills? Oh yeah, I saw this 'Gamer' movie trailer when I was working. Looks interesting, shall catch it since it's after the UT3. Anyone is interested too? Hope that there's 'New moon' movie's trailer too!! Hahas:) Can enjoy it while working, cool man! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SmiKKjbrFAI/AAAAAAAAAMo/vx17ZKNbsUo/s1600-h/IMG_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361687270299210754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SmiKKjbrFAI/AAAAAAAAAMo/vx17ZKNbsUo/s320/IMG_0164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361687264410202946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SmiKKNfn80I/AAAAAAAAAMg/d8ZDUrQX6FU/s320/IMG_0163.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-3590685953171876144?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/3590685953171876144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-to-post-again-hahas-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3590685953171876144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3590685953171876144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-to-post-again-hahas-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SmiKKjbrFAI/AAAAAAAAAMo/vx17ZKNbsUo/s72-c/IMG_0164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-7205445765657374707</id><published>2009-07-18T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T12:26:30.041+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy 17th Birthday to Tan Kaiwen.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Meet Liqing and Biyuan at Jurong point for late breakfast, Pepper Lunch. *Yummy!* Collect thing and train down to meet Kaiwen at Jurong and Eunos to meet Susu. Stop at Bedok station, went to Cash Studio for round three singing session. Present Kaiwen's cookie cake from Famous Amos in the singing room. It was very sweet, but very nice. Again, the bill for the singing session was cheap, 14 bucks per pax for 5 hours plus. After that, we head down to Bugis for steamboat for dinner. On the way home, Kaiwen was "bullying" her darling and they are very funny. Hahas:) Oh yeah! She's the one who took my lappy's charger home and make me worried for the whole night. I even went to school earlier to look for it, thanks to her. Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specially for Kaiwen:&lt;br /&gt;Happy 17th birthday! Hope you enjoyed yourself today. There will be more memories for you from us:) &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SmH9Wmg2DwI/AAAAAAAAAMY/y5S8oU9970A/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359843596284858114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SmH9Wmg2DwI/AAAAAAAAAMY/y5S8oU9970A/s320/page1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Birthday Girl!^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SmH9WTQ7VxI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/7yiPSsJyFwA/s1600-h/page3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359843591117821714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SmH9WTQ7VxI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/7yiPSsJyFwA/s320/page3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wondering what she had wished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SmH9WF9mFtI/AAAAAAAAAMI/TGeIDOSkZes/s1600-h/page2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359843587547076306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SmH9WF9mFtI/AAAAAAAAAMI/TGeIDOSkZes/s320/page2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-7205445765657374707?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/7205445765657374707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthday-girl-wondering-what-she-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/7205445765657374707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/7205445765657374707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthday-girl-wondering-what-she-had.html' title=''/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SmH9Wmg2DwI/AAAAAAAAAMY/y5S8oU9970A/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-3532746380266268157</id><published>2009-07-17T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T14:56:05.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Matthew has grown big a little! And his hair is long now. Hahas:) Freaking cute!!! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SmAgDrzU7GI/AAAAAAAAAMA/aeL001fQPFM/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359318804240591970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SmAgDrzU7GI/AAAAAAAAAMA/aeL001fQPFM/s320/page.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-3532746380266268157?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/3532746380266268157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/matthew-has-grown-big-little-and-his.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3532746380266268157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/3532746380266268157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/matthew-has-grown-big-little-and-his.html' title=''/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SmAgDrzU7GI/AAAAAAAAAMA/aeL001fQPFM/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-8579466065348305286</id><published>2009-07-16T22:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T08:40:20.553+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently, I just don't feel like blogging. I don't know why. Maybe it's because I have started reading online manga again. And I find that I don't have enough time to use! The stupid school is taking way too much of my time. I need more time to study, work, play and being alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of those people who take others for granted. If you have any suggestion, just freaking get your mouth to open and speak up. 'Cause if you don't, there's no way we will know what you're thinking. And just get this right that we didn't owe you anything, so just stop show that irked sulking face of yours. Nobody's gonna give a fucking damn bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I need MONEY!! Lots of money, please! I just got my pay, and it's all used up. Not because I have spend it on clothes or having fun. I spend all my pay on bills! These bills are like nightmares to me. Whenever I see them, I shiver with fear. I really want all this nightmares to disappear, please help me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-8579466065348305286?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/8579466065348305286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/recently-i-just-dont-feel-like-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/8579466065348305286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/8579466065348305286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/recently-i-just-dont-feel-like-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-6447203157074402419</id><published>2009-07-12T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:24:42.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday and Sunday.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, I force myself to post. I just don't feel like post for this few days, but I have a lot of things to post. Due to this only reason- LAZY! Maybe I'll just cut the story short, and just talk briefly about those events that take place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went to Ngee Ann Poly early in the morning for Shuhui's event- the amazing race. Waited for around 1 and a half hour before the game start. I don't really like this game, stations include balloon and mahjong. I only enjoy spot the different and continue the lyrics stations. Anyway, still finished the game but didn't help much. Clean up and head to Cityvibe for breakfast-cum-lunch-cum dinner. We had Sakae Sushi and went to Party World for a singing session. Liqing and Roxanne went home first, so only Beatrice, Biyuan, Susu and I went for the singing session. Kaiwen didn't show up, so there's only the six of us. Had a really enjoyable day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, wake up quite late, but still of enough sleep. Got disturb by the noise and chatting of my family. They are really irritating. (Because I hate being waken up from my sleep.) Mum bought my favourite Nasi Lemak for me. It's my breakfast-cum lunch. But, don't know why, I just had a few mouth of rice and don't feel like eating. But I force the whole packet down my throat. Continue my games and online on the lappy in the room. Nearly forgot that I'm meet Binnyi, and quickly went to bathe. In the end, she said meet 30 minutes later. So I continue with my online manga until it was 430 pm. Went to IMM, had subway cookies, but can't finish. Went to Giant to buy her daily necessities. Reached home, Mum and dad was going out for dinner, I give it a miss. So they buy takeaway for me, and I managed to finish the fishball noodles. I'm going back to my online manga again, so bye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-6447203157074402419?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/6447203157074402419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally-i-force-myself-to-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/6447203157074402419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/6447203157074402419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally-i-force-myself-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-632646061340481686</id><published>2009-07-09T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:48:08.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BREEKS Cafe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I’m enjoying my life at school watching videos and playing games. Rama makes Liqing angry and she had no mood to do his module today. So we did nothing the whole day, and we didn’t present anything. LIqing suggested changing group and Susu suggested splitting up group and joining the other teams. But the Rama cannot make up his mind and deicide to reassign the team. The result of his decision makes everyone in the class not happy and had no mood to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lesson, we went to BREEKS! Café for dinner. We had the student meal, grill chicken, some ordered with teriyaki sauce and the others had black pepper sauce. I order the one with teriyaki sauce, it’s delicious. The student meal cost $5.90 and you only need to add $1 to add a soup of the day and a scoop of ice cream. It’s way cheaper and worth it than Cartel. Then, we had massive attack ice cream, at $15.80. It’s a super big portion ice cream, and it taste “YUMMY!!” Hahas:) in the end, we can’t finish the whole ice cream, we were bloated already. I think it’s really worth having meals there; I only spend $13.75 for this meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner, Susu, Beatrice and I went to the library and the rest went home. Did our RJ and wanted to study for tomorrow’s UT. But when we start to study, the librarian announces that the library is closing. Then, we were so shock that it was already so late, and we didn’t study much. In fact, it’s the both of them studying and I was still waiting for the 6Ps to be sent to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that I have developed this habit recently. I always sleep in the bus while on the way home. I never do this last time, even if I didn’t sleep for the whole night. Hahas:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-632646061340481686?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/632646061340481686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-im-enjoying-my-life-at-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/632646061340481686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/632646061340481686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-im-enjoying-my-life-at-school.html' title=''/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-4553932945947150866</id><published>2009-07-08T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T00:24:09.754+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dead.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAMN IT! DAMN IT! DAMN IT! I CAN'T FIND MY LAPPY'S CHARGER! WHERE THE HELL DID I IT PUT IT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered putting it into my bag just now, but now I can't find it! How am I going to survive through lessons without charger? What am I going to do now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-4553932945947150866?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/4553932945947150866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/damn-it-damn-it-damn-it-i-cant-find-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4553932945947150866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4553932945947150866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/damn-it-damn-it-damn-it-i-cant-find-my.html' title=''/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-8232250050331020791</id><published>2009-07-07T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T14:13:05.264+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Please Focus On The Paragraph Talking About Matthew.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The day is ruined by the same person again. Wondering how long am I gonna tolerate this nonsense's of yours. Can you just stop talking to me? Because I really don't wanna talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I sound like the unreasonable &amp;amp; bad one here. &amp;amp; I admit it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't enjoy my lesson today. When back home straight away after school. &amp;amp; guess what? Matthew lightens up my day!! Oh my... The moment I reach the doorstep, he keeps jumping up and down &amp;amp; laugh excitedly to me. After I get changed, and again, he keep laughing to me and stretched out his hand asking me to carry him. It's unbelievable! He's super duper cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After playing with him for awhile, get bathe and off to Cartel. Quite busy but only for a short period of time. &amp;amp; suddenly time pass very fast. Got a slice of free American Cheese Cake. It's delicious. Rushed home to do RJ and quiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-8232250050331020791?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/8232250050331020791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-is-ruined-by-same-person-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/8232250050331020791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/8232250050331020791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-is-ruined-by-same-person-again.html' title=''/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-5727175213013633017</id><published>2009-07-06T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T23:31:47.399+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spoiled Day.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You spoil my day, mood and appetite! You're such a thick skinned freak. Why don't you just disappear into the thin air? I really cannot tolerate you anymore! I know you did it on purpose, so? Does it please you? But it does affect me much. Soon you will know what I will do to you. I will deliberately left you out for gatherings, I mean it. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You're just a son of a bitch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This idiot make me pollute my blog, I'll hate you for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for Susu:&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry for throwing the paper at your face, really! Actually, I wanted to sprinkle it down from your head slowly, like raining paper. But I did it to fast and with too much strength. I know you're really upset and angry just now. But I really didn't do deliberately! I didn't mean it to vent the anger on you. Therefore, I am apologising to you now, sincerely! Forgive me! (I use your style: I beg you, please...) Hahas:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-5727175213013633017?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/5727175213013633017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-spoil-my-day-mood-and-appetite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/5727175213013633017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/5727175213013633017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-spoil-my-day-mood-and-appetite.html' title=''/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-1629460327909444116</id><published>2009-07-05T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T20:51:35.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susu&apos;s 21st Birthday Celebration Photos.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SlChYPpNwWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/iPDTYdeOJyk/s1600-h/5452_123943123101_745243101_3092248_6344609_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354957394831851874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SlChYPpNwWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/iPDTYdeOJyk/s320/5452_123943123101_745243101_3092248_6344609_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The TRF! (&amp;amp; the cake was super delicious! Hahas:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SlChXj94SyI/AAAAAAAAALw/G_iwgZw3wSo/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354957383107365666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SlChXj94SyI/AAAAAAAAALw/G_iwgZw3wSo/s320/page.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5424067527975609510-1629460327909444116?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/1629460327909444116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/trf-cake-was-super-delicious-hahas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1629460327909444116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1629460327909444116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/trf-cake-was-super-delicious-hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SlChYPpNwWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/iPDTYdeOJyk/s72-c/5452_123943123101_745243101_3092248_6344609_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-1409606050564435636</id><published>2009-07-05T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T16:27:18.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy 21st Birthday to Tay Susu.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I need my time machine again! And when I mentioned my time machine, it means this will be a super duper long post. Hahas:) Go back to Monday, lesson as usual, and had lunch together with the class. We had a lot of jokes during lunch. Then, finished RJ and rush home to pack the things for Susu’s chalet! But the moment I reached home, I played with my darling first. Hahas:) I took some of his naked pictures while he is going to bathe, and I’m wondering if I should post it on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packed my stuffs and get bathe, meet Biyuan and Kaiwen at Jurong East station. I was not late, I reached early to buy some things. The train was super pack, and we had to train down all the way to Pasir Ris! Then, there’s this uncle keep staring at us, like never see before! Argh…! Finally, we reached, went to Watson and head down to the chalet. She booked the single floor resort at coasta sand. She only invites her TRF members on the first night. Only Liqing, Kaiwen, Biyuan, Mengyuan, Susu and I were staying at the chalet on the first night. We went to E-hub for dinner and backed to the chalet to play games. We played monopoly and the murder, but I only enjoy playing the monopoly. Hahas:) I think I went crazy when I was playing the monopoly, I owned a hotel at Raffles City! Then, they said wanted to sleep, so I really went to sleep. There was no response when Liqing call me, because I really fell asleep. But they went out to play bowling and had their breakfast until 5 plus in the morning, and went back to sleep. I was the first to fell asleep and the last to wake up! Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before washing up, Susu went out to fetch Roxanne and Beatrice. So we make us of the chance to write a RJ for Susu. Someone joke that we have to write at least 300 words for Susu. Then, Biyuan is so funny and cute, he even counted the words he wrote. Hahas:) The super kind Liqing went out to buy MacDonald’s for her own and me!! Ah..! Hahas:) When I was having my MacDonald’s, Roxanne and Beatrice came and all of them start blowing BALLOONS!! On my holy shit! Who the hell invited this thingy and said that this should be used during celebration? Then, they decide to go for their lunch, and I had my dessert as I just had my breakfast cum lunch. I had ice kacang and blueberry cheese ice cream! Because Beatrice said she wanna have ice cream and asked me to eat with her. Hahas:) Kaiwen really can eat a lot! She had her mini steamboat noodle and durian pancake for lunch. Backed to the chalet and play the stupid murder game again. Later, two of Susu’s friends, came with some seafood, and they start to prepare the food for barbeque. I just slacked on the bed doing nothing. I only help to tear the aluminium foil and wrap the potatoes. And I just stayed on the bed to “look after the bags of everyone’s” until 8 plus. Then, we secretly complete the unfinished giant card for Susu, but she keep on walking in and give shocks and make us nervous. Suddenly, I feel like help already, so I help them to fan the barbeque fire. At around 9 plus, a big gang of Susu’s friends came, and we start to sing the birthday songs, cut the cake and photo session. Susu’s relative was super efficient, this moment he was taking pictures and the next moment he is printing the photos out already. Too bad, Liqing, Kaiwen, Roxanne and Beatrice went home first. So they didn’t get the photo. Biyuan, Mengyuan and I got one. Those who stayed overnight were Biyuan, Mengyuan, Lynn, Shuhui, Ricky, Susu and I. After everyone had left, they start to clean the place up, except for me. I’m damn freaking lazy! I bathe first, so when they were waiting for their turns to bathe, they start to count how much each of our stuffs cost. We were laughing like nobody’s business. After that we start the monopoly game again!! I was so exciting! We played until the banker goes bankrupt. The most hilarious part is, Susu’s had no more cash on hand but still owe me $1025 and Ricky $120, but she still don’t wanna sell her properties to clear her debt! Decide to sleep at around 4 plus, but don’t know Susu and Shuhui ding what. They keep touching each other and keep laughing, and keep shaking the bed until Susu fall off the bed twice. Their sound effect and talking can make others thinking wrongly. Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being woke up by Susu’s disturbance, she keep fidgeting and the bed keep moving and she’s talking very loud. Wake up at 10, bathe and cabbed down to Eunos with Susu, Biyuan and Ricky. Again, I didn’t help Susu to carry her bulky things. Hahas:) Then, take train and reached home at 12. On the way back, in the train, a Caucasian bang his bald head! He’s too tall, taller than the handle bar! I couldn’t stop myself from laughing when he hit his head. Hahas:) I was fortunate that he did not come up to me to confront me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, unpack my stuffs and online. Play facebook games again, lifeless earthling, but I like it. On Friday, I was so worried that my farm town crops will all go to waste. Because the crops are already 86% done on Friday, but it was not! Hahas:) So luck. I’m tired now, will be going to the bed soon. Think I will until tomorrow morning. Hahas:) Okay! Off to continue my facebook games, and off to my date with my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! Still wanna wish Susu again on my blog, Happy 21st birthday! Hope you enjoyed the celebration at the chalet, because I enjoyed myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-1409606050564435636?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/1409606050564435636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-think-i-need-my-time-machine-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1409606050564435636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/1409606050564435636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-think-i-need-my-time-machine-again.html' title=''/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-4399598665615948767</id><published>2009-07-02T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T23:33:15.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I know Matthew missed me.'/><title type='text'>Love him SO much!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SkzNcxwRV7I/AAAAAAAAALo/4CNok7HAdTo/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353879951312508850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SkzNcxwRV7I/AAAAAAAAALo/4CNok7HAdTo/s320/page.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SkzNc-iLRvI/AAAAAAAAALg/K8txm-O6sFs/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353879954743052018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SkzNc-iLRvI/AAAAAAAAALg/K8txm-O6sFs/s320/page1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SkzNcmSVoBI/AAAAAAAAALY/r8ciKzx0J8Q/s1600-h/page3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353879948234170386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SkzNcmSVoBI/AAAAAAAAALY/r8ciKzx0J8Q/s320/page3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SkzNcTdjTBI/AAAAAAAAALQ/4uxquLD_OgE/s1600-h/page2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353879943180930066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SkzNcTdjTBI/AAAAAAAAALQ/4uxquLD_OgE/s320/page2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school for lesson today. Laugh a lot when the lesson is over. Beatrice, Susu, Kaiwen and Biyuan were trying to communicate using Japanese language. Only Beatrice knows how to speak proper Japanese language, and then Kaiwen and Susu just anyhow speak the language. They were playing with that language. Kaiwen was speaking super loud, even Beatrice can hear her clearly in the toilet. Hahas:) Then, the whole group of us walked to the station together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day I shall not elaborate on it. So, I shall post some pictures of my darling. Heard form my mum that he was looking for me in the morning. He's so damn cute!! Hahas:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5424067527975609510-4399598665615948767?l=livewithkeshia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/feeds/4399598665615948767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-back-to-school-for-lesson-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4399598665615948767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424067527975609510/posts/default/4399598665615948767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livewithkeshia.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-back-to-school-for-lesson-today.html' title='Love him SO much!'/><author><name>K E S H I A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01878078902528225175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iUscMlbF_Pg/SkzNcxwRV7I/AAAAAAAAALo/4CNok7HAdTo/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424067527975609510.post-8751205907399156488</id><published>2009-07-01T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T23:34:31.356+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About her.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, she almost overslept and late for her e-Learning lesson. She bounced out of her bed, went to start her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lappy&lt;/span&gt; and post a massage before going to wash her face. When the lesson start, she's enjoying her breakfast, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;milo&lt;/span&gt; and bread. Then, when it's time to do the worksheet, she went to take the U-weekly magazine and read the article about Michael Jackson. I can only said that she is having a good time this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 11 plus or 12 plus, can't really remember what time is it, she start to wander off to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; games. Then, when her mum asked her to go to the market with her, she said she wanna have a nap. But she got struck in her online &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;manga&lt;/span&gt; world, until around 3.30 pm then her eyelids collapse. Get awaken by this idiotic freak at 4 pm. She realised that she need to finish her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;RJ&lt;/span&gt;, super late lunch, get bathed before 5.40pm. She manages to finish her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;RJ&lt;/span&gt; by 5, and she had reach the level of writing a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;RJ&lt;/span&gt; more than 500 words. She's putting effort and improving. Get bathed and had her super late lunch. Almost get choke to death as she rushes the food down her throat. So stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head down to the work place, and she was not late. She's also quite relaxed at work, not much customers. She reached home at 10.30 pm, bathe again and online. Suddenly, she felt a bit hungry and went to grab a chocolate waffle in the kitchen and eat it! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;:) Her parents know that she would like to have chocolate waffle for tomorrow's breakfast, but finished it just now. So, no more chocolate waffle for her tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's thinking that why is it that the idiotic freak doesn't get knocked down and be gone forever? Or since that idiotic freak is so greedy, she might just choke to death. 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