<?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-14852252</id><updated>2011-07-07T17:38:38.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing You...</title><subtitle type='html'>Where art thou? Where art thou my prince charming?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14852252.post-6020033205035538019</id><published>2010-02-01T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T05:49:24.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys Boys Boys Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;29 and 31 January 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;What a fruitful weekend!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I spent it with 2 groups of cutees!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Was at the FT island's fan sign on 29th and SHINee's fan sign on 31st!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The guys look really cute n hot in real life!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;FT's was held at IMM...din get the $150 tix to watch them at Dragonfly so went to their fan sign to catch a glimpse of them instead of going to the airport to see SHINee...made the right choice coz if i didnt see FT that day, might not get to see them at all...furthermore I like 4 out of the 5 guys there...we got to see them quite close up too! Lucky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433266053576308002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/S2bWsGWatSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/gv4uEFQdycg/s320/DSC01739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;SHINee's fan sign was madness!!! Heard that there was already a big crowd queuing at 11pm on 30th though organiser stated that there should not be any overnight queuing...so we quickly packed our stuff and rushed down to Lot 1 at 12.30am...there was really a huge crowd!...we quickly got into the queue and got the girl to record our names...then it was wait wait n more wait... then the girl wrote down numbers on our left fist to ensure that we were within the 1000 fans who would get an autographed from SHINee...my number was 568!!!...heard that people actually queued since 12 noon and the fan sign in 1.30pm the next day!!!...i couldnt sleep the whole night as we were sitting on the pavement...I prayed very hard that it won't rain or else it would be a huge mess!...luckily it didnt...watched people streaming in throughout the whole night...my original plan was to go at 6am, thank god I didnt because those who went at 5am didnt even get within the 1000...people kept snapping pictures of the queue as the turnout was unexpected!...i think there were about 3000+ fans that day...morning finally came...it was wait wait and more wait again...changing of shifts between the security guards caused some misunderstanding and things turned rough...they let in the fans who came later and were not given any numbers...we were very upset...then a guy came and announced to us that police was handling the case and we are the guaranteed 1000...yeah!...supposed to go in at 9.30am but still nothing yet, at this time we were told to queue in 5s and the girls started speculating who will get which member's signature judging by our position, I told my friend not to be too happy as the people further up the queue were not in 5s...there were 3 girls who came to ask the guy in front of me if he was willing to sell them his queue number and he gave them a very disgusted look...hehe...then finally we were let into the staircase leading up to the roof garden...when we were in the stairwell the lady announced that we would be getting a scratch card and after scratching we would know which member would be signing our album!!! so exciting!!!...before we reached the garden we could already hear girls screaming in excitement after scratching the card...we paid $60 for the album, poster and the scratch card...then when i scratched mine, it was ONEW, a girl already approached me and wanted to exchange with me...knowing that my friend loves him, i held on to my card...then my friend scratched hers, it was &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;TAEMIN&lt;/span&gt;!!!...my favourite!!!...we were so damn lucky!...i quickly pulled my friend aside in case someone snatched our cards...we quickly made the exchange...yeah!!!...then we were made to sit down...the place was so confined that the fan sign was like an exclusive event!...those fans who were not in the 1000 had to watch from the outside as a glass panel separated the garden from the mall...when I went to the toilet which was in the mall, as i tried to get back into the garden, i was met by glare and scoldings...they were very jealous!...the emcee spoke to us saying that we were not allowed to take picture when they were signing, sad...and also we had to exit on the left which meant I would pass by Onew only and would not get to see Key, sad...then the moment came, they appeared at 2pm...i tried to take pictures but all I could snap were hands and digicams!!!...most of the shots were blurr...but luckily was able to get a couple of clear shots...i had to tiptoe to see them but was too far to get a good look too...the interview was shallow 'what kind of girls do you like?' duh...then the signing started...i wuickly got into Taemin's queue, cant wait to see him!!!...when i was in the queue, i quickly snapped pictures of min ho, jonghyun and key...din take onew as i thought my friend would be able to do so...anyway there were too many people blocking me...didnt get to get a good pic of key, sad...then it was finally my turn!!!...Taemin is so cute!!!...he is so fair and his skin so flawless...his hair is so nicely-styled...his eyes are so beautiful i can drown in them...and his smile!!! it melted my heart!!!...it was over too soon, I wanted to shake his hand but was afraid that the lady would stop me as we were told no handshakes...though some lucky girls managed to, sad...after 13 hours of wait and sacrificing my sleep, it was worth it! For Taemin, it was worthed it!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433269715102009298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/S2baBOmLB9I/AAAAAAAAALU/5jvRHmHfy8M/s320/DSC01744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433267280685042306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/S2bXzhr8CoI/AAAAAAAAAKs/jMq2jCXfZNU/s320/DSC01745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433267301678781778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/S2bX0v5PFVI/AAAAAAAAALE/x1VoHx_FWzo/s320/DSC01780.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433269710335984514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/S2baA813Q4I/AAAAAAAAALM/qxIhiMvaB-k/s320/DSC01779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433267295996880290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/S2bX0aukJaI/AAAAAAAAAK8/7H9aLKhkrS4/s320/DSC01788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433267286126285490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/S2bXz19O0rI/AAAAAAAAAK0/s-f3wutisZY/s320/DSC01781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433269731135964498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/S2baCKU9xVI/AAAAAAAAALk/F0AAvoU81LA/s320/DSC01777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433269722976720466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/S2baBr7pllI/AAAAAAAAALc/peB6GJlfHJs/s320/DSC01773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433269741949082946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/S2baCynA3UI/AAAAAAAAALs/i3E5_dYf9c8/s320/DSC01782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A fruitful weekend indeed...so much eye-candy...and the experience of chasing after idols will be something i will never forget!...&lt;/span&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/14852252-6020033205035538019?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/6020033205035538019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=6020033205035538019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/6020033205035538019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/6020033205035538019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2010/02/boys-boys-boys-boys.html' title='Boys Boys Boys Boys'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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/_pQ-ez47QutE/S2bWsGWatSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/gv4uEFQdycg/s72-c/DSC01739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14852252.post-2224870464074147748</id><published>2009-03-06T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T09:14:29.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My birthday this year was pretty special too coz I've got special people who spent it with me and for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;28 February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My frens, Kelvin, Boon and Sally, whom I have known for more than 10 years, celebrated it for me. It was supposed to be a surprise for me but somebody accidentally let the cat out of the bag! Oops! Hehe! Before we met for dinner, Kelvin and I went Bugis to shop for my birthday gifts. They wanted to get me something of their choice but I really do not wish to have them overspend and I would also prefer to receive something I really like so I suggested that I picked my gifts instead! I got two tops which I really really like! Yippee! Then we had Sushi Tei for dinner! Got to eat my favourite ramen n hotate, YUM! We chatted as we ate, it was fun! Sally and Boon had to rush off after dinner. Kelvin and I went to watch a movie at the Cathay. Meiling was there with boyfriend. We didn't watch the same movie but we got to chat before the movies started. Kelvin was very good at 'interviewing' a newcomer very subtlely, clever! Haha! The movie 'Marley &amp;amp; Me' was funny and sad at the same time. Was trying very hard not to cry because afraid that my eye makeup would smudge! Haha! It was a great celebration, got to spend it with a group of really nice and warm friends who understand me the best! Thanks guys, for making my day such a special one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2nd March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Received alot of gifts from my little friends, those who are closer to me. My close friend, R, without fail gave me my favourite cake, a single slice Choco Exotic from Four Leaves, very yummy. She gave me a card and gifts too. The words in the card were very meaningful, really touched my heart. When I returned to my table, saw a muffin, a stalk of rose amd a card on my table. It was from my company! First time I received something like that from the company, so sweet! MF also gave me a gift, love the box but the gift was a bracelet, not sure if I will dare to wear it. In the meantime, my dad called me to say that my long time friend, CL sent a bouquet, food and a gift to my place. So sweet of her to take the extra effort to send them to me despite her busy schedule. Really love the bouquet, so beautiful. My little friends gave me a surprise at noon. They shared money and bought me a cake! They took the trouble to invite some of my closer friends at work to join us in our little party. So thoughtful of them. Throughout the day I received messages with well-wishes. I even received a call from Australia from S who was once my little friend 8 years ago, very touched indeed. Then at night I spent it with my family. My little niece got to cut the cake for me. She also unwrapped my presents! The gifts were all very practical and useful, love them! What a great day! It was filled with blessings from my loved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;5 March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Finally, the wait has ended! His parcel had arrived! Was delighted to see it on my table! Saw his familiar handwriting and my name was mis-spelt, haha! Couldn't wait to open the parcel! Saw a card in it, I read the card first. This year he put in alot of effort in the card. He decorated it with pictures of us and then the words he wrote in it, reminiscing the past, made me feel so melancholic because I felt exactly the same way as he did. Besides the card, there was a top. It was a long sleeved pink and white stripes top from Abercrombie and Fitch. I wonder if it is cheaper there. I really don't want him to spend alot. The top fits me nicely, will definitely find a chance to wear to work to 'show-off'. Haha! Actually the content in the parcel wasn't the most important thing, it was the thought and effort he put in (the card, selecting the top, making a trip to the post office) to send me something for my birthday. So sweet of him to remember and for wanting to make my birthday a special one. Really miss him alot. Every once in a while, I will wish that he will be back here in Singapore but alas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;6 March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Met DK, my close little friend who knows alot of my recent happenings, to pass her her birthday gift. Her birthday falls on the 9th. Didn't expect her to get something for me. Was pleasantly surprised when she passed me one alongside a birthday card. She didn't allow me to read it there and then. When I got home, I read her card. She wishes me a Happy 18th Birthday! Haha! She knows me so well! She wanted to put in a poem she wrote herself but found it too mushy so decided not to include it. Would love to see though.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It was a great BirthWeek(?), received surprises everyday and all those days I received well-wishes from people very dear in my heart. So blessed to have all of you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(PS. will put in pictures when I am free)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-2224870464074147748?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/2224870464074147748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=2224870464074147748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/2224870464074147748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/2224870464074147748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday!!!'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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-14852252.post-4862427365574550939</id><published>2008-12-27T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T09:41:17.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Time really flies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A few more days, we will be saying byebye to 2008...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Alot of things happened this year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So many goodbyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;To Kang, to WZP, to MK, to SH, to TL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Will miss them all...n I do hope that our paths will cross again in the future...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Will be saying byebye to Kor too...he moving on to his secondary school life...All the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;A few hellos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;To Baby Cheyenne...our latest and cutest addition to our family...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;To my new-found 'friends'...I m pretty close to a few of them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hope that next year will be smooth-sailing, better n packed with pleasant surprises...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-4862427365574550939?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/4862427365574550939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=4862427365574550939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/4862427365574550939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/4862427365574550939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies...'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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-14852252.post-2906585094376134236</id><published>2008-07-19T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T11:22:28.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Same Old Brand New Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haiz...my life like keep revolving around the same guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My posts are either about Kelvin, Kang, K, Tim, JJ or the guy with the cap!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;They are nice people and friends but then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me NO life man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When will a new Male name appear in my blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think the answer is a NEVER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-2906585094376134236?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/2906585094376134236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=2906585094376134236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/2906585094376134236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/2906585094376134236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2008/07/same-old-brand-new-me.html' title='Same Old Brand New Me'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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-14852252.post-3308407375780359800</id><published>2008-07-19T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T11:16:50.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Call to Say....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Received a call today...was busy with something so didnt hurry to answer it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I finally took out my handphone...it displayed 'private number'...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was thinking to myself, 'Oh no, not a call from my boss again...its a weekend!'...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The moment I said 'Hello'...I heard a familiar voice coming from the other end!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I couldn't believe my ear!...I asked him so as to reconfirm my guess...IT IS HIM!!!! And all the way from USA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(He actually sms-ed me from Bali about a month ago to inform me that he will be going to US for a year.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know that he is not from a well-to-do family...I was wondering how he can afford to make a long-distance call to me...so I asked him if he called me via phone...don't want to waste his money...then he told me that he used the internet to call me...Phew...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He updated me about his life there...doing internship in a hotel for a year...rented an apartment with four other guys, one from Africa and the rest I couldn't remember...job easier there but standard of living very high...then I told him to take some pictures of New Jersey to show me...he sounded confused then told me he is in Washington DC...so embarrasing...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We chatted for quite a while...told me it was 12+am in USA...I finally found the guts to ask him about his TW girlfriend...Wasn't sure what his answer was but I think they are still together...haiz...hehe...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I told a friend about him calling me and she said maybe out of 10 calls to his girlfriend, he would draw lots to see who he would call next...so mean of her to say that...but I believed that K called me because he is in a foreign country now, just like he was here in Singapore last year and I was the nicest Singaporean to him...I guess that was why he thought of me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But whatever the reason it is, I am very happy to receive his call...it is good to talk to him again and to listen his voice and his accent...and when he laughed, I remembered his cute smile...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hope that we will continue to keep in contact...and the next time I were to visit his country or he visits mine, we will have a get-together again...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-3308407375780359800?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/3308407375780359800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=3308407375780359800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/3308407375780359800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/3308407375780359800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-just-call-to-say.html' title='I Just Call to Say....'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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-14852252.post-2265823500359144512</id><published>2008-07-16T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T09:56:35.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unbelievable...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My 'friend' is 'crowned' Mr Singapore!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gosh...I know he has ever told me about taking part in Manhunt but I never expect him to actually win a title...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What an achievement!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love his write-up...not pretentious at all...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's how it goes :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"He impressed the panel of international celebrity judges with his good looks, physique and presentation during the pageant held in the Braddell Heights Auditorium.&lt;br /&gt;J's career ambition is to become a solicitor. Although he could not get into the National University of Singapore (NUS) Law Faculty, he never gave up. Instead, he took a longer and tedious route to realize his plans and is currently reading Law at University of London, and hopes to matriculate into NUS for his Masters in Law. A “never give up” attitude best describes his personality. J adopts the 3 Ds of his life: discipline, determination and desire in everything that he does.&lt;br /&gt;J loves all kinds of sports, especially basketball, which is his childhood favorite. He sometimes cycles from one end of Singapore to the next with his friends, and would usually end his day either by running or at the gym."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am proud of him as he won it by staying true to himself...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He really IS a very determined n disciplined guy...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As for the basketball thingy...it is TRUE!!!...I used to watch him play and we read the Slamdunk comics together and he was our very own 樱木花道...haha...coz at that time his personality was very much like him...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a change....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congrats!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mistersingapore.org/mistersingapore/mistersingapore/index.html"&gt;http://www.mistersingapore.org/mistersingapore/mistersingapore/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-2265823500359144512?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/2265823500359144512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=2265823500359144512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/2265823500359144512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/2265823500359144512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2008/07/unbelievable.html' title='Unbelievable...'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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-14852252.post-1734691416985060198</id><published>2008-07-05T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T11:17:11.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NE Show 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SG-576rOGtI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Zf9Mir7i8TY/s1600-h/05072008(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219594932159650514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SG-576rOGtI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Zf9Mir7i8TY/s320/05072008(009).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SG-58JMbywI/AAAAAAAAAHE/vDOyVS9ArWk/s1600-h/05072008(044).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219594936057056002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SG-58JMbywI/AAAAAAAAAHE/vDOyVS9ArWk/s320/05072008(044).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SG-58NZ81kI/AAAAAAAAAHM/TsUIuRrrZFY/s1600-h/05072008(046).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219594937187489346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SG-58NZ81kI/AAAAAAAAAHM/TsUIuRrrZFY/s320/05072008(046).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SG-58UGBZEI/AAAAAAAAAHU/wf02cH0v89Q/s1600-h/05072008(088).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219594938982949954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SG-58UGBZEI/AAAAAAAAAHU/wf02cH0v89Q/s320/05072008(088).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SG-58roxhQI/AAAAAAAAAHc/GzrMScHmxng/s1600-h/05072008(093).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219594945302725890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SG-58roxhQI/AAAAAAAAAHc/GzrMScHmxng/s320/05072008(093).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The weather was foreboding this afternoon, looking as though it would be pouring.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It did pour but we were lucky, when we met at 4pm, the sky was clear. In fact, the weather was great!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When we were making our way to our green sector seats, suddenly a Malay man stopped us and asked if we were a couple!? I shook my head and answered very quickly No, thinking that he was trying to interview us or to get us to play some games. Actually he was asking whether only the two of us were watching the parade coz he had 2 yellow sector tix and 2 green sector tix and he would like to swop tix with us. Haha!!! What a misunderstanding! Kelvin said that I was very lucky to be paired up with him, a 21 year old guy. Inside my heart, I was thinking poor Kelvin, had to pair up with an auntie again this year (last year, Mr and Mrs Hong thought that Kelvin, Boon, Sally and I were dating couples, haha!). Anyway, we were very lucky, the yellow sector is right infront of the main stage! We got a very good view of everything from where we were seated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I didn't like the funpack this year, not very user-friendly. And this is the forst time I see people discarding the bag, so sad. I miss the fan, they did not include one in the funback. We were also not given instructions as to when to use the items in the funback. What a letdown.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The choir is back! Brings back the old flavour to the parade. Love the photos they screened while the choir was singing. Very well-taken.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The best part of this year's NDP must be the aerial display by the Black Knights. The moves they made were graceful and the stunts heart-stopping! So dangerous! And we caught sight of Zoe and her son, Braydon! They must be there to watch her husband's performance, he is one of the pilots. Zoe is very pretty and her son is so cute!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The fireworks as usual was beautiful but I find it not fanciful enough. Maybe it would be nicer on the actual day but I love the picture we took with the fireworks as our backdrop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the whole, even though there was a number of hiccups, the show was great. I thought the perfomers for the mass display were fantastic, could'nt say the same for the hosts though. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway it was always fun to watch the parade with Kelvin, hope that we can do it again next year!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singapore, I Love You!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-1734691416985060198?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/1734691416985060198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=1734691416985060198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/1734691416985060198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/1734691416985060198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2008/07/ne-show-2008.html' title='NE Show 2008'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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://bp2.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SG-576rOGtI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Zf9Mir7i8TY/s72-c/05072008(009).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14852252.post-2527996497196272838</id><published>2008-07-04T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T10:54:16.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SG5jZW0B-UI/AAAAAAAAAG0/TSGkMKpxy1A/s1600-h/26062008(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219218305440676162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SG5jZW0B-UI/AAAAAAAAAG0/TSGkMKpxy1A/s320/26062008(009).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I was granted just one wish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know what it would be...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the only thing I long for&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is to have You here with me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still missing you, Kang...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-2527996497196272838?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/2527996497196272838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=2527996497196272838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/2527996497196272838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/2527996497196272838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-miss-you.html' title='I Miss You...'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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://bp2.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SG5jZW0B-UI/AAAAAAAAAG0/TSGkMKpxy1A/s72-c/26062008(009).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14852252.post-6832433402593170103</id><published>2008-06-29T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T09:44:50.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>小小的幸福</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;我昨天在康的msn留言...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;其实我很害怕...不敢上线...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;因为我怕他不回复我...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;想了又想...我觉得我应该面对现实...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;如果他没回复...我们就算了...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;鼓起了勇气...我上线了...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;他已经下线但他有留言给我!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;我好开心...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;他说他不会忘记我的...叫我不要再哭了...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;说如果他有机会他会回来看我...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;不然就约在台湾也行...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;虽然不知道这能不能实现...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;但能收到他的回复就是小小的幸福了...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-6832433402593170103?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/6832433402593170103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=6832433402593170103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/6832433402593170103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SGcb86mOiXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/urtB7raVif8/s320/25022008(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SGcb82P2k4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/0zOuYG4p4Vc/s1600-h/25022008(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217169425500115842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SGcb82P2k4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/0zOuYG4p4Vc/s320/25022008(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SGcb87OPN9I/AAAAAAAAAGk/Q9SRPfJJoJU/s1600-h/25022008(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217169426835519442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SGcb87OPN9I/AAAAAAAAAGk/Q9SRPfJJoJU/s320/25022008(009).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217171722429886834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SGceCi-lcXI/AAAAAAAAAGs/idv9ZkN6eA8/s320/DSC02187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;康。。。我好想你。。。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;去到哪里都有你的影子。。。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;一想到你。。。我的眼就范泪光。。。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;看不见你的笑。。。听不见你的声音。。。真难熬。。。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;没有你在。。。真的很不习惯。。。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我们几时能再相见呢。。。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;诺有缘。。。有缘就能期待明天。。。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;你和我重逢在灿烂的季节。。。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我们的约定。。。我真得很希望它能够实现。。。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/14852252-1309550046205762831?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/1309550046205762831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=1309550046205762831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/1309550046205762831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/1309550046205762831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='想念你，康。。。'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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://bp2.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SGcb86mOiXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/urtB7raVif8/s72-c/25022008(005).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14852252.post-5688269138703877060</id><published>2008-06-28T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T02:44:32.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye is Not Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6月28号2008年&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SGYEcxwVc3I/AAAAAAAAAGE/WGME_vw3Yf8/s1600-h/26062008(013).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216862110794216306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SGYEcxwVc3I/AAAAAAAAAGE/WGME_vw3Yf8/s320/26062008(013).jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Goodbye is not forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;这句话对我来说是太深奥了...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;今天我去机场送了一个这半年来对我来说是最重要的人...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;康终于离开了...我是万分的舍不得...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;真的不想让他走...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;我们拥有太多共同的回忆了...我们经历了很多风风雨雨...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;我们差不多每天都见面...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;学校休息时间和放学后一起聊天...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;放学后一起去吃KFC, Tampines吃寿司,去supermarket买yakult因为他的肠胃不好...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;星期六一起去cineleisure或marina square看电影...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;cineleisure玩lan game...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;kallang溜冰...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;bugis唱歌...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;77 street买衣服...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;他假期时,回去了一个月...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;回来这里两个星期,今天又离开...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;我说是二度伤害...他说是这样我们才能好好的道别...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;这两个星期太短了...有五天我在台湾...然后他还有其他的朋友要见面...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;那天我们最后一次的约会我们去乘搭了singapore flyer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;风景真得很漂亮但我的心情是悲伤的...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;他送了一件衣服给我...我送他一双converse的鞋子,钥匙扣还有一袋他爱吃的糖果...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;卡片里写满了我的思念和祝福...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;他迫不及待得想看我所写的东西但又怕我写得太入骨...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;读了一句关上了卡片...又再读下一句...真可爱...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;今天早上在机场...我穿了他送我的衣服去表示我的诚意...他也打开包包给我看...我送他的糖果都在里面...他打算带回去慢慢的吃...那里是买不到的...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;他深受很多人的爱戴...虽然班机是8点(6点必须到机场)...还是有很多人来送他...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;他知道我很介意...之前还征求我的同意...我说我不能太自私...他要离开,当然是有很多人想送他一程的...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;虽然很多人(他有点喜欢的女生都来)但他不时都有顾到我...怕忽视了我...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;我一直以为他蛮无情无义的...原来他还是有在乎我...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;他很想跟我拍张单独照...但太多人了...我也不敢要求...只用了别人的相机拍了个团体照...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;他走进关卡前...给了每个人一个拥抱...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;我是他第4或5个拥抱的人...我们都哭了...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;我还以为他是不会掉泪的...他之前也告诉我他很害怕他不哭会很尴尬...我说没关系的...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;他拥抱了一圈的人...当他走向我的朋友(就是那个跟康的哥比较要好的朋友)...我以为他要把最后一个拥抱给她因为也许她对他来说是最重要的人...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;怎么知道他又倒回来我这...给了我他最后的一个拥抱然后对我说他会很想我的...我好感动,眼泪不停的流...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;他真的有在乎我...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;他进了关卡...看着他慢慢的离去...好舍不得...他打了通电话给我但我没接到因为电话放了震动式...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;他打了给我的朋友...她又把电话传给了康的好朋友...他的朋友听了,眼都红了...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;他朋友把电话交给我...康叫我不要再哭了,要保重...我又哭了一次...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;唉...如果送机的人没那么多...我会哭得更惨...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;离别真的是太痛苦了...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;虽然康已离开...但我的心里永远会有他的存在...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Miss You Forever, Kang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Till We Meet Again......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-5688269138703877060?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/5688269138703877060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=5688269138703877060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/5688269138703877060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/5688269138703877060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2008/06/goodbye-is-not-forever.html' title='Goodbye is Not Forever'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SGYEcxwVc3I/AAAAAAAAAGE/WGME_vw3Yf8/s72-c/26062008(013).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14852252.post-8778602168284632220</id><published>2008-05-05T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T02:45:24.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayonara Not???</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;男人心海地针...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;真不明白他是怎么想的...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;他的选择应该是从新再来吧...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;我们又和好了...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;其实我真得有点累了...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;但又不懂要怎样做才不会闹得很僵...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;唉...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-8778602168284632220?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14852252.post-8178024858354416828</id><published>2008-05-04T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T02:45:59.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayonara....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5月3号2008年&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;五个月的感情是算长还是短呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;在这一个月里我们经常的吵架...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;从前我很珍惜我们的这段感情...有一次的大吵过后，我有极力的挽回我们的友情...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;这一次...我已经没那么在乎了...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;应该是吵得累了...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;他(康)觉得内疚，觉得他对我的态度太烂了...认为我们应该短暂的分开...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;我对他说‘要分就彻底的分’...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;我们谈了两次...可是都没有结论...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;他说我们去喝酒吧...把所有过去的快乐和痛苦都忘掉...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;是什么意思?...是绝交吗?...还是从新开始?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;我觉得我跟他的问题不应该牵涉到我跟他的朋友的友谊...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;我觉得我还是一样可以和他们见面...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;但也许分的彻底也比较好吧...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;每个星期六，我都跟他们一起...今天是第一次没见面...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;我找了个朋友陪我...我不想待在家里...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;去的地方都有他们的影子...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;我也一直在想着...他们在做什么？有没有出去？有没有也像我一样的想着他们?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;我想应该没有吧...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;他跟我说他们有私人party...所以我们不能见面...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;应该是骗人的吧...那只是一个借口...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;他有传简讯给我...问我在做什么...有事要拜托我...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;我说我在外面...他就回答不是什么紧要事...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;我无时无刻都在想着他们...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;尤其是'姐姐'...没见到他很不安...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;这种感觉很不是滋味...但却无法控制...唉...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;原来结束了一段友情是跟男朋友分手的感觉是一样的...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;会很痛...但是又没那么痛...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;时间会冲淡一切吧...我期待那一天的来临...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-8178024858354416828?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/8178024858354416828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=8178024858354416828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/8178024858354416828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/8178024858354416828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2008/05/sayonara.html' title='Sayonara....'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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-14852252.post-8323398552793556764</id><published>2008-03-02T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T02:50:01.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday ( Part II)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SGYJN3JJYgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/WzYEV7p2RAs/s1600-h/DSC02035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216867352100561410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SGYJN3JJYgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/WzYEV7p2RAs/s320/DSC02035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2nd March 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My group of my 'oldest friends' celebrated my birthday for me today...the ice cream cakes were pretty and yummy even though they were abit melted...hehe...our Neo-print session was exciting too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thanks friends, for taking time off to celebrate my special day with me...I had a great time!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-8323398552793556764?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/8323398552793556764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=8323398552793556764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/8323398552793556764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/8323398552793556764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-birthday-part-ii.html' title='My Birthday ( Part II)'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/SGYJN3JJYgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/WzYEV7p2RAs/s72-c/DSC02035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14852252.post-5619384063761294670</id><published>2008-03-02T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T09:02:31.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R8raYi-iCBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Pi8UFyMz-CA/s1600-h/02032008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173187237229234194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R8raYi-iCBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Pi8UFyMz-CA/s200/02032008(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R8raZi-iCCI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mx-ElHcnIeI/s1600-h/01032008(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173187254409103394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R8raZi-iCCI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mx-ElHcnIeI/s200/01032008(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R8raZi-iCDI/AAAAAAAAAFs/p6kTEMoyhOk/s1600-h/01032008(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173187254409103410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R8raZi-iCDI/AAAAAAAAAFs/p6kTEMoyhOk/s200/01032008(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R8raZi-iCDI/AAAAAAAAAFs/p6kTEMoyhOk/s1600-h/01032008(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R8raZi-iCDI/AAAAAAAAAFs/p6kTEMoyhOk/s1600-h/01032008(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R8rdhC-iCEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/XXTvzm3L9p4/s1600-h/01032008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173190681793005634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R8rdhC-iCEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/XXTvzm3L9p4/s200/01032008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st - 2nd March 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A special group of people celebrated my birthday for me on Saturday...the celebration carried on passed midnight to the day of my birthday. These guys are so sweet...one gave me a super huge and expensive softtoy - my favourite! He also wrote a birthday message on strawberry ice cream for me...Then another guy counted down to my birthday and sent me my very first birthday message for this year right after midnight...so sweet of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-5619384063761294670?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/5619384063761294670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=5619384063761294670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/5619384063761294670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/5619384063761294670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday!!!'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R8raYi-iCBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Pi8UFyMz-CA/s72-c/02032008(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14852252.post-4776429983595430508</id><published>2008-02-08T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T08:57:08.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Different...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;7 February&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R6yJgg6ATTI/AAAAAAAAAFU/fPHVDLx_lKM/s1600-h/07022008(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164654064369159474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R6yJgg6ATTI/AAAAAAAAAFU/fPHVDLx_lKM/s200/07022008(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff33;"&gt;This year's Lunar New Year I did something different. I would usually stay at home to wait for the few relatives who will visit us. Way before New Year, a group of guys had already told me their plans to watch a movie on this day. They messaged me again in the morning to confirm it. I was half-hearted as the guy, KJ, whom I am closer to had returned to China for New Year. ZZP couldn't make it as he had spent the night before at his friend's house &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R6yIjQ6ATPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/aIcb79hHWMw/s1600-h/07022008(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164653012102171890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R6yIjQ6ATPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/aIcb79hHWMw/s200/07022008(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with some guys and girls! To prove to KJ that I do not turn up for their outings only because ZZP is around, I went with his friends. It turned out that only two of them could make it, I asked a female 'friend' along in case I feel lonely as KJ wasn't there to accompany me. We went to watch a movie then played some games at the arcade. I love that arcade as it is not crowded. Then we walked past a 抓娃娃机, one of the guys, HC saw a Minnie Mouse soft toy and he could not resist the challenge! He spent &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R6yIjg6ATQI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SMjZOLGG-Po/s1600-h/07022008(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164653016397139202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R6yIjg6ATQI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SMjZOLGG-Po/s200/07022008(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;about $20 to catch that toy! My friend asked me why he was so 执著, I answered maybe he wanted it for his rumoured girlfriend or he very 好强. When the Minnie Mouse fell into the slot, he took it out and celebrated for a while then he passed the Minnie Mouse to....ME!!! I was pleasantly surprised, the Minnie Mouse was cute and it is the Rat year so it is very meaningful! I Love it! After dinner, we tried our luck at the esplanade to see whether we could catch the fireworks. We asked the policeman on duty and he gave us all the details! So kind of him! The fireworks would be at 9.30pm and along the bridge. The guys suggested walking to the Merlion side to view it. We sat on the steps next to the Merlion for an hour, blessed by the water spouting from its mouth once a while. At about 9.30pm, HC suggested walking to a better spot to catch the fireworks and he did made the right choice, it was a good spot! The fireworks were beautiful! My friend and I could appreciate it better. Then we walked back to Marina Square for another movie. Was so tired already, I almost slept through it. Reached home at around 3am. I messaged HC to thank him for the Minnie Mouse and said that I will treasure it. He replied 不用谢啦...送给美女**... 是值得的! So kind and sweet of him to say that! Anyway it was the right decision to go out that day. It was a good change and I had a great time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;新年快乐!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/14852252-4776429983595430508?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/4776429983595430508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=4776429983595430508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/4776429983595430508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/4776429983595430508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2008/02/something-different.html' title='Something Different...'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R6yJgg6ATTI/AAAAAAAAAFU/fPHVDLx_lKM/s72-c/07022008(008).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14852252.post-8289535991154335210</id><published>2008-02-02T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T06:37:30.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>扰乱我的思绪</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R6R_Jg6ATEI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxzxKhstnR4/s1600-h/02022008(003)-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162390874302204994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R6R_Jg6ATEI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxzxKhstnR4/s320/02022008(003)-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;17 January 2008&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My second attempt in asking ZZP out on a single date and he finally agreed! Asked him once before but he rejected me and his excuse was that he is shy! Shy?! It is never a vocabulary to describe him lor, what a lame excuse. I complained to one of my female 'friend' and she said I don't have enough 魅力. Sigh, maybe she was right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But then when school re-opened, he sort of hinted that he doesn't mind going out with me alone so I plucked up my courage to ask him again and he said okay! We went after school, he went home to change first. He took a long time to get ready and I could understand that because I know he likes to doll himself up, as in he must make he looks good before stepping out from his house. Even in school, his hair is so long and stylish and was warned by the discipline mistress millions of time to get it cut. But he looks so good in that hairstyle and just like him, I pity having it cut.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I finally met him, I was speechless! He either looked very jap very 视觉系 or like a 少女系男孩！Haha! He drew eyeliner on his lower eyelids, that wasn't surprising to me as he had told me that before. He wore a singlet, a very jap jeans, a pair of sneakers and he carried a short bag. With his nice hairstyle, slim and tall built, he was outstanding! We went to Bugis and he showed me his favourite shop where he usually shops for his pants. He saw a pair of boots he like and after trying it, he bought it and wore it straight away! With that new pair of boots, he was even more conspicuous! He also brought me to the shop where he buys his tops from. The auntie in the shop recognised him instantly. As the shop was small and crowded, we waited outside for a while. When the auntie finally got a chance to speak to him, she asked him if I was his sister! We laughed and he said yes. Haha! When he went in to try a top, the auntie took the opportunity to scrutinise me and to confirm her suspicion, I think. She asked me if I was his sister, I said no, we are just friends. Then when he was paying for the top, the shop was crowded again so I stepped aside but I could hear the auntie telling him that she was going to tell his mum that he brought his girlfriend to her shop! Gosh! He quickly answered 她又不是我的女朋友. Haha! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway throughout the whole outing, I caught alot of people looking at him, regardless of girls and teenage boys. Walking next to him is very stressful because I am not trendy like him and I also hate having people eyeing me. We took 大头贴 and it was the worst one I have ever taken. Haha! Whatever it is, I got to know him even better after this trip and I am not sure if I will ever go out with him on single dates again, couldn't stand the stress.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(The photo is blurred because I can't upload photos from my digicam, don't know why. This is from my hp.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/14852252-8289535991154335210?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/8289535991154335210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=8289535991154335210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/8289535991154335210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/8289535991154335210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='扰乱我的思绪'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R6R_Jg6ATEI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxzxKhstnR4/s72-c/02022008(003)-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14852252.post-9006102495270846325</id><published>2007-12-17T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T07:26:11.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayonara...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;13 December 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;There is such thing as Fate. It was our annual December gathering with my group of friends, the group that went to Kintamani for dinner in June. We were in the car and who were to message me? It was the boys from the restaurant! K and his freinds wanted to inform me that they were heading back to Bali for good that day! I quickly asked them what time they would be leaving the hotel and arriving at the airport. They told me the flight would be at 7pm and they had to check in by 5pm. We quickly went to buy parting gifts for them from Great World City and I gave them a call. I got to speak to K and we decided that since we were running out of time, we would go straight to the airport instead of the hotel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;K messaged me to call him at another number when we reached the airport. We decided not to and went to Row 14 to look for them instead. We located them easily. K has put on weight but he is as cute as ever. Since there was time, my friend suggested going to Swenson for an ice cream. It was awkward, I didn't want to walk next to K's friend in case he got the wrong idea and I didn't want to walk next to K too because I didn't want to appear like I needed his attention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I was seated opposite to K's friend in Swenson, he chatted with us in ease but K seemed to be a little unsettled, wonder why. During the meal, I took peeps at K's face, his eyes are beautiful, very mesmerising. Haiz. I didn't get to speak to K, I very much wanted to tell him that I had bought a Sony digicam too but I just couldn't bring myself to open my mouth.After that we headed back to T1 to take a picture with them. I could hear K exclaiming to no one in particular that we both have Sony digicams but I pretended not hear it. While I was telling a lady how to use my digicam, I could see from the corner of my eyes they were busy arranging positions and true enough, K ended up standing next to me (Haiz, my friends, the bridges). While standing next to him, my malfunction nose suddenly could pick up his perfume, so familiar. Sigh, I would never forget his smell. After hearing his friend playing guitar and singing a song, we bade farewell to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;They are nice boys but because of some complications, we didn't get to meet up more and get to know each other better. Such a waste. If it is really fated, maybe we will meet again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-9006102495270846325?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/9006102495270846325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=9006102495270846325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/9006102495270846325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/9006102495270846325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2007/12/sayonara.html' title='Sayonara...'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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-14852252.post-1511993777088854020</id><published>2007-12-08T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T06:54:34.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Without Regrets!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 December 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R2aNVdazjmI/AAAAAAAAAC0/lUSKv9agPDQ/s1600-h/08122007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144955024131198562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R2aNVdazjmI/AAAAAAAAAC0/lUSKv9agPDQ/s200/08122007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R2aNVtazjoI/AAAAAAAAADE/JW2yE_7BuUw/s1600-h/08122007(012).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144955028426165890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R2aNVtazjoI/AAAAAAAAADE/JW2yE_7BuUw/s200/08122007(012).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R2aNVdazjnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/zcwtVsz75TA/s1600-h/08122007(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144955024131198578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R2aNVdazjnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/zcwtVsz75TA/s200/08122007(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Learn from your mistake...We left early for IMM so as to secure us a good spot for today's 星光四少PK赛. We reached IMM around 8.30am whilst the event would start at 12.30pm! When we alighted from the taxi, we saw a guy in purple T-shirt alighting from the taxi behind us. We could recognise him as he attended yesterday's event. He smiled at us so I guessed he could recognise us too. We thought that the mall would be closed and we would have to queue outside but the doors were actually opened! We &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R2aKIdazjhI/AAAAAAAAACM/VUSVbLTIva4/s1600-h/08122007(012).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;followed him in and we walked to the event area. It was much smaller than Bugis and there was no one there! Yippee! But they had blocked the barricade for the queue, we couldn't get in. Then a group of girls arrived and told the purple guy that the queue was actually outside! No wonder the place was so empty, the fan club would always be early to make sure that they are first in the line. We quickly walked out of the building and joined the queue, luckily we were like the 30th person there so we should be able to get a good spot. We sat down and waited and waited. Finally at 11am, they let us in. They sent us in in batches of 10 to make sure no one cut queue. The gap between the barricade was huge, we decided to stick near to the second row barricade so that if the people in front of us blocked us, we could still climb on the barricade to get a good view. So we were like in the 4th row in front of the stage! When the event started at 12.30pm, it was actually some contestants PKing amongst themselves first so that they can select 4 to PK the 星光四少. Chey...had to wait some more! Finally they arrived about an hour later! We were very close so again I managed to shoot some nice video clips! Today with other singers competing with them, 星光四少put in extra effort in their singing and they did well! Better than the day before. Judy is really very cute, he kept posing for the fans after he had finished singing while sitting at the judges' table. His 咪咪眼and his cute smile really pulls at your heart! Hehe! After the competition was over, it was autograph session again! So lucky! I cannot live in regrets, I forgo it yesterday, I MUST go up and get their autographs but most important of all, I wanted to get up close and personal and shake their hands! This may be a once in a lifetime chance. I joined the queue and went up. Judy was the first one to sign, I shook his hand and said 你好棒to his smiling face. SO....CUTE! They passed the lyrics book very quickly down the row, I didn't care, I must make sure I shook everyone's hands. Then it was Stanly and Yoga. Peter had already signed my lyrics book and his head was bent, signing the next two behind me but I waited patiently for him to raise his head and hold out his hand. Peter being left-handed had to shake with his right hand (as I had observed the day before), I didn't change hand and purposely used my left hand to hold his hand and I held it tight! Like holding a boyfriend's hand! Haha! Everything happened so quickly, everything was like a whirl, I couldn't really remember much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Star chasing is fun but tiring. One can only do that if you have alot of free time to spend as it is very very time consuming. Anyway I have no regrets being crazy and busying myself with my Judy and Peter for these past three days. It was a great experience. No regrets! But I will miss them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/14852252-1511993777088854020?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/1511993777088854020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=1511993777088854020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/1511993777088854020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/1511993777088854020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2007/12/living-without-regrets.html' title='Living Without Regrets!'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R2aNVdazjmI/AAAAAAAAAC0/lUSKv9agPDQ/s72-c/08122007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14852252.post-574791471126764208</id><published>2007-12-08T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T06:36:39.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>等待是值得的</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R2aJCNazjeI/AAAAAAAAAB0/gnaZ8nImGpY/s1600-h/07122007(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R2aFr9azjaI/AAAAAAAAABU/8UNfJcM8LAM/s1600-h/03122007(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 December 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144950553070243314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R2aJRNazjfI/AAAAAAAAAB8/74aYVMJmTbA/s320/07122007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Woke up with an unsure feeling whether I should leave for Bugis at 2pm for 星光四少签唱会 which was to start at 7pm. Judging from the crowd at the airport yesterday, I thought it would be safe to arrive slightly after 3pm. But shockingly many fans were already there. The barricade that was set up for us to queue was already fully occupied, we had to queue all the way to the fountain area and that would mean that when they are performing, I won't be able to see them! I decided to forgo their autographs and stood behind the barricade which still give us quite a good view of them. We started waiting from 4pm. Then it started to drizzle and then it poured!!! I stood in the rain under my little umbrella for an hour! I was very tempted to give up and leave my good spot for shelter but TML messaged me asking me to perservere. She said 等待是值得的. Finally the rain relented but my shoes and socks were soaked through. After standing for 3 hours, around 6pm the crowd increased and finally 7pm came. They were quite punctual. Each of them sang two songs. Their voices weren't in tip-top condition, quite disappointing. The only one that was good that day was Stanly. Judy was fantastic with his dance moves! He's actually very cute in person, he smiles alot, poses alot, very steady. Yoga is very cheeky and playful. Cute. As for Peter, the usual quiet and boring self but I still like him! I think the number of fans each of them have is almost equal but I frequently hear screams for Judy and surprisingly, Stanly. Stanly is good-looking and very photogenic. Maybe they interacted more with the crowd, that's why more well-liked? The place was packed with people and when the autograph session started, I managed to squeeze my way through the crowd to the side of the stage near Starbucks. I got a very close up view of them! So happy! I decided to wait till the autograph session is over to take a good picture of them when they stood up to leave. It was a good move! I managed to get a good video clip of them! But the queue was super long! They actually started signing at 8pm and ended at 9.45pm. Their hands must be very tired. Oh and we noticed that Peter is actually left-handed! Their fan club came and stood beside us and standing screaming their names. Very ear-piercing but they also aided in helping me to get a good video clip. Hehe! 等待是really值得的. But I left the place with a little regret for not getting their autographs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-574791471126764208?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/574791471126764208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=574791471126764208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/574791471126764208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/574791471126764208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='等待是值得的'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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://bp3.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R2aJRNazjfI/AAAAAAAAAB8/74aYVMJmTbA/s72-c/07122007(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14852252.post-6415229537256946235</id><published>2007-12-08T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T06:32:30.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fanatic Fan!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 December 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R2aIVdazjdI/AAAAAAAAABs/P23dP2ORnqc/s1600-h/03122007(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144949526573059538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R2aIVdazjdI/AAAAAAAAABs/P23dP2ORnqc/s320/03122007(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R2aIAdazjcI/AAAAAAAAABk/dHEcNyv2ABg/s1600-h/03122007(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I decided to be a fanatic fan for a day...I actually went to the airport ALONE at 12.05pm today to await the arrival of 星光四少 from Taiwan! They are 潘裕文 Peter Pan my favourite，周定炜 Judy my favourite too，林宥嘉 Yoga and 许仁杰 Stanly. They were on flight BR225 from Taipei. Saw some crowd there, about a hundred over, I continued to wait patiently. Finally they appeared at the luggage belt 22. I spotted Judy first as he was tall so very outstanding, then I saw Yoga and Stanly. Finally my favourite Peter appeared next to them after some time. Judy was very good, he was the one who took the luggage from the belt. All of them were quite stylish and what really shocked me was Peter wearing a bright turqouise jacket with furred hood! The jacket was pretty attention-seeking, so unlike him to wear something like that, all these while I thought that he was a low profile guy. But it does make him look like a star, as he was wearing a hat too because of the crew-cut he got for serving 12 days of NS. He removed the jacket after a while as our weather is too hot for it! They took some time discussing stuff before they finally made their way out. I was very near the sliding doors so I had a good look at them. They have very nice and fair complexion! So jealous! They are better-looking in person than on TV. Peter didn't look that great though, maybe it was due to his haircut. They took a group picture with the fans standing behing them and left hurriedly. I wasn't fanatic enough to chase them to their awaiting van. It was still a great experience! Can't wait to see them again during the next two events...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/14852252-6415229537256946235?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/6415229537256946235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=6415229537256946235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/6415229537256946235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/6415229537256946235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2007/12/fanatic-fan.html' title='Fanatic Fan!!!'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/R2aIVdazjdI/AAAAAAAAABs/P23dP2ORnqc/s72-c/03122007(003).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14852252.post-6513263057937411409</id><published>2007-08-11T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T11:16:54.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day!! -- So eventful...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/Rr5tT_cLI5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/WkmjiymrHjI/s1600-h/NationalDay083a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097632018444526482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/Rr5tT_cLI5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/WkmjiymrHjI/s320/NationalDay083a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/Rr5tUfcLI6I/AAAAAAAAABE/9wJSER2k9Rw/s1600-h/NationalDay224a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097632027034461090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/Rr5tUfcLI6I/AAAAAAAAABE/9wJSER2k9Rw/s320/NationalDay224a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/Rr5sifcLI3I/AAAAAAAAAAs/4ATkxe1c6FM/s1600-h/NationalDay083a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9th August 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My firework kakis n I decided to make our way to Esplanade this year to celebrate our nation's birthday but we didn't expect the huge crowd!!! We reached there at 5pm. The exit to Esplanade was already cordoned off. We made our way to the other exit n try to make our way under the Esplanade bridge to get to the Esplanade. After squeezing through the barricade, again that area was already cordoned off. Huge crowd. Then we walked to Fullerton Hotel side and decided to go on the bridge, the side that is away from the mouth of the river. Alot of squeezing and pushing, a Bangela actually 'opened the road' for me, very thankful to him. Halfway through the jostling, I felt that I was in India! So many Bangela! Every year I seem to spend National Day with them. We finally got to the bridge, there wasn't alot of people there but the foreign workers climbed onto the seats so we couldn't even get a good view. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But we were lucky, we met this two caucasians, we called them hong xian sheng and hong tai tai (they are actually Mr and Mrs Michael Carlson). They had a tripod infront of them so that sort of prevented the crowd from blocking our views. They were very friendly and very civilised, we chatted with them on and off, great company for the evening. Mrs Carlson actually mistook us as dating couples! Haha! Poor Kelvin and Boon, had to pair up with two 'aunties'. Another Bangela, meng xian sheng, was very thoughtful too, he actually offered to let me stand in front of him so that I could get a better view, he said "Sister, you can stand here." Hehe. But I declined his offer. Scared.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After the fireworks and saying goodbyes to Mr and Mrs Carlson and my new Bangela friend, we made our way to the makan place. We were dying of thirst because of all the chatting for the past 4 hours. We went to Changing Appetites for my lemonade called Lime Me Up and also to see Kumar the waiter with the mesmerising eyes. I got to see Kumar and the boys and Sally got to admire a very sweet looking waitress, 'Cheryl'. Hehe. Good food, good drinks, good company and good view. Hehe. Sally as usual, very 'friendly', actually asked Kumar where he is from and he answered Mongolia. Weird, he doesn't look Mongolian at all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After parting ways with Boon and Sally at the mrt station, I met Jovin, the hunk, at the bus stop. He asked me where I had been. Told him I went to watch the fireworks with friends. He said I must have wished that I was watching it with a special someone. I answered no. It is always nicer to watch it with a group of enthusiaistic kakis than to drag an unwilling boyfriend along, like Mr Carlson. Hehe. Four long hours, really need good company! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr and Mrs Carlson were really sweet, he actually sent the pics to Kelvin after asking him for his email address. Really fortunate to have met them that night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A very eventful evening, marred by an angry outburst by a Malay man but overall it was a Great evening!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday, Singapore! Love You!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-6513263057937411409?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/6513263057937411409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=6513263057937411409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/6513263057937411409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/6513263057937411409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2007/08/national-day-so-eventful.html' title='National Day!! -- So eventful...'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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://bp2.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/Rr5tT_cLI5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/WkmjiymrHjI/s72-c/NationalDay083a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14852252.post-3883539770180011166</id><published>2007-07-19T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T06:42:02.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So empty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haiz...there seem to be an emptiness inside my heart but I am not sure what I am missing...Life is so empty...Haiz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-3883539770180011166?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/3883539770180011166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=3883539770180011166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/3883539770180011166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/3883539770180011166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-empty_19.html' title='So empty'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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-14852252.post-4675415815405886150</id><published>2007-07-19T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T06:43:18.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once again.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;15.7.07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recieved an sms from him today...I was in TM watching a movie...He told me to meet him in Orchard if I am free...The last time he asked me, I didn't turn up bcoz I was too tired so this time round I told myself that I must go...Very scared that his friend was going to set me up for a single date, I messaged K to ask...he replied 'I will be there, ok...dun worry'...I really love the sound of that, so reassuring. I rushed from TM to Orchard...but when I reached there, no one was there...so I gave them a call and his friend told me that K had something cropped up in the hotel so I decided to go home...when I stepped into the MRT trainat Orchard, I received a call from K and he asked me to wait and said that he would be there in 10 minutes time...so I alighted from the train and waited at Orchard Mc agian...they took awhile to arrive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was very shocked when he pointed to someone beside them...It was a girl!!!...I have never seen her before...but I know that she's not K's TW gf...they introduced her as their campus friend...n K told me she's his friend's good friend, wonder what he was implying...and I also wonder who is the girl's target...anyway throughout the dinner, they spoke in Bahasa Indonesia and I felt abit left out...they chatted with the girl with alot of ease... K and the girl were very comfortable together...his friend was unusally quiet and I started to speculate whether they are trying to pair me up with him!!!...but again throughout the outing, K will walk next to me and talk to me...I didn't get to talk to his friend the whole of that night so I guess they weren't trying to create opportunities for him, it was weird...I got to know the girl better though...she was young, sweet and friendly...I also found out more about K...he's a spendthrift...he bought a Sony digicam with his first pay here, it was sort of a reward to him from himself...I brought him around to look for Playstation accessories...he didn't find what he want, I guess maybe the price was too steep?...What a big spender...He seemed to notice that I was tired, he said I look kinda moody... He sorta hinted to me if I wanted to go back first so I left...I felt like a tour guide that night...felt like I was being made use of...felt lousy...not sure whether he will call again and whether I will turn up for the next date....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-4675415815405886150?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/4675415815405886150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=4675415815405886150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/4675415815405886150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/4675415815405886150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2007/07/once-again.html' title='Once again.....'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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-14852252.post-6610085324553763131</id><published>2007-07-14T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T17:33:52.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favourite Foreigners</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/RpkNAzMlM9I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Lzok_jlIUJ4/s1600-h/PICT0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087111561485824978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/RpkNAzMlM9I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Lzok_jlIUJ4/s320/PICT0263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Such a group of sweet people... &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Muy Kim, Phawat, Kim and Tek Long (My favourite!)...&lt;/span&gt; They are from Cambodia and they are all related to one another in one way or another... So fortunate to have met them... Will miss all of them when they leave...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-6610085324553763131?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/6610085324553763131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=6610085324553763131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/6610085324553763131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/6610085324553763131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-favourite-foreigners.html' title='My Favourite Foreigners'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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://bp3.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/RpkNAzMlM9I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Lzok_jlIUJ4/s72-c/PICT0263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14852252.post-2682961057453827710</id><published>2007-07-08T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T17:34:06.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NDP 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/RpkQgDMlM-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/xgY5ytkb_JI/s1600-h/PICT0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087115396891620322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/RpkQgDMlM-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/xgY5ytkb_JI/s200/PICT0196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Very very lucky, my brother-in-law manage to get tix to one of the NDP rehearsals! I went with Kelvin, also an NDP enthus. It was a brand new experience. The floating stage was very nice and the seats were colourful. Love the stage lighting too. We had a great time. The only regret was we didn't get a goodie bag. But that didn't dampen our spirits! Singapore, I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-2682961057453827710?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/2682961057453827710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=2682961057453827710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/2682961057453827710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/2682961057453827710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2007/07/very-very-lucky-my-brother-in-law.html' title='NDP 2007'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/RpkQgDMlM-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/xgY5ytkb_JI/s72-c/PICT0196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14852252.post-9161666069655894534</id><published>2007-07-04T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T09:21:56.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>已不再...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不再对你有所期待&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不再奢求&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不再渴望&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不再等待......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-9161666069655894534?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/9161666069655894534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=9161666069655894534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/9161666069655894534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/9161666069655894534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='已不再...'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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-14852252.post-6496094547399431665</id><published>2007-06-30T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T09:13:14.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>思念。。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;是痛苦的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;等待。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;是费神的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-6496094547399431665?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/6496094547399431665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=6496094547399431665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/6496094547399431665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/6496094547399431665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='思念。。。'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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-14852252.post-7169036903671605632</id><published>2007-06-26T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T09:06:49.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When a GIRL says ' I love you ' ... she means it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When a GIRL says ' I miss you ' ... no one in this world can miss you more than that. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;I am not sure about other girls...but that's definitely me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-7169036903671605632?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/7169036903671605632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=7169036903671605632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/7169036903671605632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/7169036903671605632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2007/06/girls.html' title='That&apos;s me....'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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-14852252.post-3674034412808347013</id><published>2007-06-24T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T12:33:19.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasn't that bad afterall...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/Rn6IpLBGUXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TPNzMhBlKPk/s1600-h/PICT0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079647670633910642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" height="222" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/Rn6IpLBGUXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TPNzMhBlKPk/s200/PICT0192.JPG" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After much worrying, this day finally arrived. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His friend was funny so that sort of break the ice. We went to Cineleisure to watch Fantastic Four, a movie I have already watched but for his sake, I watched it again as there were no other action movies available. Being boys, I am sure they prefer action movies. Luckily I didn't buy tix for Pirates, he had already watched it in Bali. We went to buy popcorn, his friend chose the sweet type coz he said he has a sweet face, funny. While waiting for my friend, we sat down to have a nice chat. He told me that they had to go through an interview in order to come to Singapore for work attachment and his friend jokingly said that they were picked because they were good looking. Haha. After the movie, we brought them to Wisma's food court to show them different types of food we have in Singapore. Then we had dinner at Sakae Sushi. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I found out quite alot of things about him. He was very open. He rides the bike and like to race, he broke his leg once and almost lost it. He does boxing which I already found out from his Friendster post but I didn't tell him. He said he took up that sport to keep fit and to earn money for the trip here as he doesn't want to use his Mum's money. He doesn't like to watch scary movies. He could speak some Japanese! That's very cute, he spoke it infront of me, not bad at all, he learnt it in high school and he has a translation book which he will read when he is free. He has 3 siblings, all boys and he's the 3rd son. He said that his eldest brother is a good guy but his 2nd brother squanders money. His eldest brother is only 23. He aspires to be a manager and hopes to work in USA in the future. He has a Taiwanese girlfriend who also chatted him up when she saw him frying an egg at a restaurant in Bali, she was on holiday in Bali, but the way he put it it's like they have lost contact for a while. They keep in touch through emails. He is afraid of loneliness. He is also the adventurous sort, he likes to do sports and dares to wonder around with a map.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was a good outing, I got to know him better, sat with him during the movie, took photos with him and got my wish of seeing his smiles again. He wore my favourite scent, throughout the whole movie I couldn't concentrate, I was smelling him. One of my ex-boyfriends used to wear that perfume too. Very sexy. Opportunity like this may not come twice but I am already contented with this one opportunity.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The outing wasn't as bad as I thought afterall...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-3674034412808347013?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/3674034412808347013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=3674034412808347013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/3674034412808347013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/3674034412808347013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2007/06/wasnt-that-bad-afterall.html' title='Wasn&apos;t that bad afterall...'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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://bp2.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/Rn6IpLBGUXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TPNzMhBlKPk/s72-c/PICT0192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14852252.post-2664547330730565246</id><published>2007-06-22T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T09:18:49.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When will I see you again.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh my god...It is unbelievable! The cute Indo boy actually responded! My friend received 3 missed calls from his friend as her phone was on vibration mode. I was very frustrated because I already reminded her to check her phone constantly after 3pm as I know he has his break then. She surrendered her phone to me and at 4.30pm, he called. I thought it was his friend but the person who spoke to me from the other end of the phone is HIM! Even though he called to say that he couldn't make it tomorrow, I wasn't upset because he at least he has the decency to call us to inform, I am very happy with that. But he also told me that he is free on Sunday and Monday!...An opportunity not to be missed! But none of my friends is free on Sunday. School starts on Monday. I am so shy I wouldn't dare to go out with them alone. He told he would end work at 10pm tonight so I still have a few hours to persuade my friend before I call him again. And I finally managed to get her to go with me after much begging. We decided to ask them out for a movie. I messaged him through his friend's handphone at 10.20pm. I decided to ask him to contact me direct in case my friend blunders again. And he called me at 10.50pm to tell me that he'll be there with one of his friends! I am not hoping that this will turn into a special relationship. He is just a cute boy with a cute smile which I could not resist. Just want to see him again...one more time...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looking forward to it.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-2664547330730565246?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/2664547330730565246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=2664547330730565246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/2664547330730565246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/2664547330730565246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-will-i-see-you-again.html' title='When will I see you again.....'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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-14852252.post-4263370930306661970</id><published>2007-06-22T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T09:23:16.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscence</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Saw Tim today and I remembered writing 'A nice guy is hard to come by' in one of my posts before. A nice guy had come by, he's perfect,whether in looks or personality, but I am not lucky enough to have him......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-4263370930306661970?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/4263370930306661970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=4263370930306661970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/4263370930306661970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/4263370930306661970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2007/06/reminiscence.html' title='Reminiscence'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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-14852252.post-4073703590651277283</id><published>2007-06-22T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T08:48:28.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Touched...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Didn't think of posting this at that time. Met a 'friend' on the bus that day, haven't seen him for a long time. He is in the army now. He loves body building. He has been doing that since he graduated from secondary school 5 years back. He is still as disciplined as ever, when I met him on the bus, he just came back from a workout. When he saw me, he pointed to his head. I was surprised to see the cap on his head. It's the one I have given to him 5 years ago when he started his body building regime! I sat down next to him, he told me that the cap is his workout cap, his motivation to keep fit. I am so touched that he actually cherish that cap, the colour has already faded but he is still wearing it. A guy who loves body building and wants to take part in ManHunt definitely cares about his image and I thought he would have thrown that old cap away long ago already. When he asked me for a cap 5 years ago, I just dug out a cap my brother was not wearing anymore to pass to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Sometimes we don't realise that a little small act from us could affect someone in a big way....Touched.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-4073703590651277283?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/4073703590651277283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=4073703590651277283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/4073703590651277283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/4073703590651277283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2007/06/touched.html' title='Touched...'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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-14852252.post-1399992254621904018</id><published>2007-06-20T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T21:28:26.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing the Boat</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Searching in the sea of love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yes, I may be missing some boats...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;But the destinations of these boats are not where I want to dock...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;No regrets...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-1399992254621904018?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/1399992254621904018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=1399992254621904018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/1399992254621904018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/1399992254621904018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2007/06/missing-boat.html' title='Missing the Boat'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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-14852252.post-3344599990298542968</id><published>2007-06-20T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T09:10:34.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Habits Are Hard to Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/RnlQu7BGUWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3CBNDu8CJ0A/s1600-h/kristian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078178821883449698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px" height="215" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/RnlQu7BGUWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3CBNDu8CJ0A/s320/kristian.jpg" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sometimes it pays to be ignorant but I think I may be too smart to be ignorant. I managed to search for him in Friendster using his email address. He was not what I thought him to be. When we spoke to him last night, he came across as a shy guy and he looked very 'mian tian'. The type of guy I like, just like my 'knight' (please read earlier post). But when I looked at the pictures he published in Friendster, I was disappointed. I am not surprised that he has a girlfriend back in Indonesia, afterall he is a very good-looking guy, even if he doesn't go after girls, throngs of girls will be after him. He is definitely very outstanding, you can easily spot him in a group picture. Then the pictures of him half-naked in different poses made me realise he's definitely not a shy guy. Sigh, it really spoils the image I had painted of him in my heart. Nevertheless I will still upload his picture into my blog. He is a first for me. Someone I wouldn't want to forget.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ignorance is bliss......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-3344599990298542968?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/3344599990298542968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=3344599990298542968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/3344599990298542968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/3344599990298542968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2007/06/old-habits-are-hard-to-break.html' title='Old Habits Are Hard to Break'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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://bp0.blogger.com/_pQ-ez47QutE/RnlQu7BGUWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3CBNDu8CJ0A/s72-c/kristian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14852252.post-1393212624456097931</id><published>2007-06-20T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T09:20:42.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unforgettable</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;19 June 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We did the unthinkable. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;My friends and I went to Riverfront Hotel for dinner. It was an Indonesian restaurant called Kintamani. There were 4 of us, 3 ladies and a guy. A female waitress was serving us. It was a buffet dinner and when I got up to get some food, I caught sight of a male waiter. He is the cutest waiter I have ever seen. Good looking, nice hairdo and a vey cute smile but could see that he is very young. I told my friends about him and after checking him out, they agreed that he is cute. Because earlier on before we reached the restaurant, my male friend was telling us that he saw a girl and it was love at first sight. So when I saw the waiter, I jokingly quoted my friend, I announced that, 'The moment I saw him, I fell in love with him!' My friends even though knowing that I was joking, actually chatted him up! They got my male friend to speak to him first. The waiter said that he's from Indonesia and is here for a 6 month work attachment and it was only his 5th day in Singapore. He said something about not sure how to get around and very difficult to find friends. And guess what my friends did? They asked him for his phone number! He replied that he hasn't applied for a phone yet and gave us his email address instead. He wrote it on a card and my friend passed it to me to keep. My friend sort of hinted that I am very free these few days can show him around. Luckily he wasn't very fluent in English and didn't catch what my freind was saying. Heng. Throughout the whole dinner we were discussing quite alot about him and my friend kept summoning him to our table to ask him questions. We got to know where he stays in Singaore and his work schedule. He's from Bali and he has 2 other Indo friends on work attachment too.We ate till the restuarant closed for the night. He was in the kitchen, my friend got a female waitress to call him out and she invited him and his 2 other friends to a carnival that we are going to this Saturday!!! She gave him her number and told him to contact her if they are interested. I really hoped that he will go but I am sure it is just wishful thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;This is the first time we 'da shan' a guy (Can't really say 'we' because I didn't open my mouth to ask him anything). Me being a very shy person was sitting on my toes throughout the whole dinner! Afraid that my friends will sabotage me. It was fun watching my friends in action and watching him smiling and attempting to answer their questions. This is a night I will never forget and an experience that I will never want to go through again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-1393212624456097931?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/1393212624456097931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=1393212624456097931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/1393212624456097931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/1393212624456097931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2007/06/boldvery-bold-temporary-title.html' title='Unforgettable'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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-14852252.post-115595753331708379</id><published>2006-08-18T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T08:21:57.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tribute to a Knight in Shining Armour</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have never wanted a Prince Charming, afterall I am only a commoner, I am searching for my knight. The first time when I laid my eyes on him, he befitted the description of a knight - tall, dark, fit and handsome. He definitely has the looks, after observing him for a while, I realised he has the personality of my ideal guy too - quiet, sweet and thoughtful. But he is attached and not only that, he is much younger than me. I always liked to admire him from afar, especially when he looked stern, he looked so cool. I liked the way he worked too, very efficient and responsible. He has such wonderful attitude. I couldn't find any faults in him and it was definitely not a case of 'beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder'. I didn't have much opportuinity to work with him, that was really such a waste. But I got a chance to get to know him better during a function and I realised that he is still a little boy at heart. A little boy that you will want to pamper. Now that he has left, I really do hope that he will stay the same, don't lose his righteousness. He had been my motivation, I will never forget the sweet things he had said. I am actually quite glad that we did not become good friends because then he can always be a dream and will always be my knight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-115595753331708379?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/115595753331708379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=115595753331708379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/115595753331708379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/115595753331708379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2006/08/tribute-to-knight-in-shining-armour.html' title='A Tribute to a Knight in Shining Armour'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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-14852252.post-115556539433209694</id><published>2006-08-14T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T07:23:14.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Art Thou.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Unobtainable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;        &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Impossible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Out of reach...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;               &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Only a dream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-115556539433209694?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/115556539433209694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=115556539433209694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/115556539433209694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/115556539433209694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2006/08/where-art-thou.html' title='Where Art Thou.....'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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-14852252.post-114973770648770456</id><published>2006-06-07T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T20:35:06.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Lonely?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My friends are always singing praises of me but am I really that good? I ponder over this very often.&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; 'A nice girl like you deserves a nice guy.'&lt;/span&gt; A nice guy is so difficult to come by, so I rather be alone. Alone but NOT lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-114973770648770456?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/114973770648770456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=114973770648770456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/114973770648770456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/114973770648770456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2006/06/only-lonely.html' title='Only Lonely?'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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-14852252.post-114947975579382885</id><published>2006-06-04T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T20:55:55.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Has Been A Long Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Time flies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-114947975579382885?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/114947975579382885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=114947975579382885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/114947975579382885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/114947975579382885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2006/06/it-has-been-long-time.html' title='It Has Been A Long Time...'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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-14852252.post-112321125061835247</id><published>2005-08-04T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T19:20:46.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2004 NDP preview - Great company</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 179px" height="179" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b308/kelvinkho/17529e5d.jpg" width="230" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[Kelvin, Sally and Me at 2004 NDP preview]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Great company, Great fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-112321125061835247?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/112321125061835247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=112321125061835247' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/112321125061835247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/112321125061835247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2005/08/2004-ndp-preview-great-company.html' title='2004 NDP preview - Great company'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14852252.post-112252657821046655</id><published>2005-07-27T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T21:56:18.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated To My Dearest Friend, Kelvin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;This couldn't have happened without you. &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;You really do know me very well. Who could have chosen such a suitable URL 4 me other than you? &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;We have been friends for many years and through these years, we have shared a lot and I do believe that we also got to know each other better even though we do not meet very often.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;At times, I may be harsh and tactless but you always have a very big heart and forgive me instantly (I hope).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I really do treasure your existence and you have brought a lot of fun and laughter into my life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Being with you makes me feel young again. With such strong bond, I believe we can last for many many more years to come.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Don't just regard me as a friend who can only share laughter with you, I am always ready to listen to your problems too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Do know that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You matter to Me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheers To Us!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-112252657821046655?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/112252657821046655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=112252657821046655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/112252657821046655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/112252657821046655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2005/07/dedicated-to-my-dearest-friend-kelvin.html' title='Dedicated To My Dearest Friend, Kelvin'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14852252.post-112243573067253867</id><published>2005-07-26T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T20:42:10.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi! Just started to try this thing... Feel free to look around!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14852252-112243573067253867?l=foreva21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/feeds/112243573067253867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14852252&amp;postID=112243573067253867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/112243573067253867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14852252/posts/default/112243573067253867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreva21.blogspot.com/2005/07/hi-just-started-to-try-this-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019689455848445692</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></feed>
