<?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-22885760</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:40:12.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Rice Ball</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-117429339541858870</id><published>2007-03-19T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T17:36:35.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>often times we just leave behind&lt;br /&gt;so many beautiful things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the little things in life that make us who we are&lt;br /&gt;make us smile&lt;br /&gt;make us cry&lt;br /&gt;make us laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the journey&lt;br /&gt;who do we have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who are we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grab a knapsack&lt;br /&gt;and trod on&lt;br /&gt;miles ahead&lt;br /&gt;but the road's empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a warm fire in that faraway place&lt;br /&gt;awaiting your return.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-117429339541858870?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/117429339541858870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/117429339541858870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#117429339541858870' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-116030536095621602</id><published>2006-10-08T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T19:03:57.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dejavu of marcus when i got assigned to be&lt;br /&gt;Iggy's logger yesterday during work at [the arena].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's truly inspirational. i just love the way he handles&lt;br /&gt;people. such skill and sincerity, honesty. the amount&lt;br /&gt;of respect he gives to both participants and crew.&lt;br /&gt;people would argue that its unneccessary but look here&lt;br /&gt;that's your example of a true leader. one that gets the&lt;br /&gt;respect, admiration of the people without throwing&lt;br /&gt;weight around and bossing others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that's what i call a good producer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-116030536095621602?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/116030536095621602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/116030536095621602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116030536095621602' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-115969559067053087</id><published>2006-10-01T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T17:39:50.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is hk and china's national day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wrote an article for sgnew wave to coincide&lt;br /&gt;with the event. thought about alot of issues.&lt;br /&gt;and it became a case of 越捻越烦恼.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, a pic i came across... for cheryl and&lt;br /&gt;to cheer myself up. cheryl, by the way,&lt;br /&gt;when's your anniv.. i've got to get your stuff&lt;br /&gt;back for you and send it to yo.&lt;br /&gt;ps: happi bdae daniel wu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/heavenly_kings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/heavenly_kings.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daniel wu directed this... i wanna watch it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-115969559067053087?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115969559067053087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115969559067053087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115969559067053087' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-115969461171385982</id><published>2006-10-01T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T17:23:31.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know i haven't blogged for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;just couldnt find the time nor the mood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been rushing about here and there,&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes i dont even know what ive&lt;br /&gt;been busy with... if i havent been busy then&lt;br /&gt;how come i dont have time for myself?&lt;br /&gt;and i'm beginning to wonder... how come&lt;br /&gt;my holidays dont feel holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all i feel like doing is sitting down and&lt;br /&gt;lapping up an old hong kong movie.&lt;br /&gt;like some chow yun fatt movie.&lt;br /&gt;like 2 hrs of doing something for myself&lt;br /&gt;and something that i like to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... just feeling so... so lesliecheung if you&lt;br /&gt;get what i mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-115969461171385982?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115969461171385982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115969461171385982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115969461171385982' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-115814368773573282</id><published>2006-09-13T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T18:54:16.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PS: will talk more about jue dui superstar when&lt;br /&gt;my photo with uncle steven comes in~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling very sleepy at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;had to wake up to go for poly forum briefing early in the morning at 10.&lt;br /&gt;how lucky. and when i arrived there, it was just a repetition on what&lt;br /&gt;had been written in the email. so what's the point of going there to listen&lt;br /&gt;to what i can read by myself right? *sighsss* but anyway, collected&lt;br /&gt;my blazer as well as junwei's student card? haha... careless guy left it lying&lt;br /&gt;about the place... and when i saw his student card...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/P1010001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/P1010001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(omg... what does junwei do to his card?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was reminded of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/P1010015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/P1010015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*feels like dying*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yup... went to collect the goodie bag and blazers&lt;br /&gt;with my crazy PF folks again~ stuffed everything into my bag,&lt;br /&gt;and then emptied everything out again to hide away the ugly,&lt;br /&gt;so-called crumpler PF bag... also had lunch with all of them&lt;br /&gt;including Wee Kee, who i just found out, actually turns out&lt;br /&gt;to be Kwang wei's sec sch friend. the world is so small...&lt;br /&gt;And the guys who usually pon PF started asking me if i am from&lt;br /&gt;singapore.. then after that they started saying im from phillippines..&lt;br /&gt;just because of my curly hair? Hey... other sporean girls also have&lt;br /&gt;curly hair okay... and so now to them, im filipino... okaaaaeeeee.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went down to town... to settle some things for cheryl...&lt;br /&gt;ordered 2 pendants for her and herman's anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;will send it over soon cheryl ! by the way, how do you pronounce&lt;br /&gt;herman's last chinese character?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SI posters at cine were staring back at me and i started missing&lt;br /&gt;SI again... ahh.. the good old days *reminisces* haha, i think von&lt;br /&gt;also reminisces about the SI days at cine... but for an entirely&lt;br /&gt;different reason of course... *hee*......&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ( echoing in the distance: thanx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aisya, for leaving me at the registration all alone, then so that i wouldnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know what to do, and so some one would come sit beside me on your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;empty seat and teach me how to use the system.......... XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, and i got my mummy's birthday present!! the picture will&lt;br /&gt;be up soon... the photo has to have my mum in it ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i came home , von messaged me to tell me she saw&lt;br /&gt;a gimz-lookalike on the mrt... HAHAHA!!!! i think i will just die of&lt;br /&gt;laughter if i meet gimz  on the mrt...GIMZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;*sees him typing finger by finger on msn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... SI's in 1 and a half hour's time !! and tonight's also the&lt;br /&gt;debut of [the finer side]...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quick....... im bored.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-115814368773573282?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115814368773573282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115814368773573282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115814368773573282' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-115806117778279302</id><published>2006-09-12T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T19:39:37.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>destroying something you treasure with your bare&lt;br /&gt;hands is very very painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;heaven gives you a chance to mend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling very grateful today because  i've mended&lt;br /&gt;a friendship that i thought i had lost 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;but after we actually talked, i realised how it&lt;br /&gt;was just paranoia on my part.&lt;br /&gt;there were no hard feelings at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we haven't talked for 2 years...&lt;br /&gt;so it still feels funny...&lt;br /&gt;i guess time will mend things. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-115806117778279302?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115806117778279302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115806117778279302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115806117778279302' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-115806023400024197</id><published>2006-09-12T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T19:23:54.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>destroying something you treasure with your bare&lt;br /&gt;hands is painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very very painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, i broke my jacky cheung concert vcd... so now&lt;br /&gt;it's an incomplete set.. because disc 3 is broken. how did i&lt;br /&gt;break it? i tried to take it out of the casing and somehow,&lt;br /&gt;brraacckkkkk~ it broke. *slums down to the floor &amp;amp; stares&lt;br /&gt;emptily into thin air* i don't even know how to react...&lt;br /&gt;the first thing that came into my mind was : omg. my concert&lt;br /&gt;vcd broke. and i broke it. and there's no way i can ever watch it&lt;br /&gt;again cos its not just a scratch. it's broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like dying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-115806023400024197?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115806023400024197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115806023400024197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115806023400024197' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-115796544992523993</id><published>2006-09-11T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T17:04:09.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heard about some news from serene.&lt;br /&gt;feeling kinda annoyed and irritated by it.&lt;br /&gt;like what right do you have to label us as that?&lt;br /&gt;you mean you all are better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on, you all are just average okay.&lt;br /&gt;no identity, no uniqueness, no character~&lt;br /&gt;you all are just plain clean and tidy.&lt;br /&gt;but so what?&lt;br /&gt;serene, i really agree with all that you said on your blog~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-115796544992523993?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115796544992523993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115796544992523993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115796544992523993' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-115754312951077668</id><published>2006-09-06T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T23:35:29.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this post is specially dedicated to pam... cos she has been complaining&lt;br /&gt;that she's really bored... for her persistance and enthusiasm, hence....&lt;br /&gt;i type this entry. Hahahahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... from the last entry till now... nothing much has really happened&lt;br /&gt;actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/P1010030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 217px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/P1010030.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people like mingfong, chia sin and kwang wei have asked&lt;br /&gt;me about my photo with Chi Wai Gor aka Eric Tsang... Hee.. Well, i&lt;br /&gt;managed to take a photo with him because I went to support him at a&lt;br /&gt;charity football match some weeks ago. Actually simon yam was&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be there, but due to filming with johnnie to, he had to give&lt;br /&gt;it a miss... So sad... and to think i was so looking forward to seeing him...&lt;br /&gt;And i managed to get Chi wai gor's autograph ! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/P1010002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/P1010002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was actually my first and earliest birthday gift this&lt;br /&gt;year... from my dearest daddy... this is the front..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/P1010003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/P1010003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he put more effort into the design this time round so he&lt;br /&gt;didnt have to sign every single card personally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/P1010006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/P1010006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year's card is a reflective surface card...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/P1010007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/P1010007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is the front of the card !!!! simple and plain but&lt;br /&gt;nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/P1010009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/P1010009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the inside of the card !! nice eh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/P1010011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/P1010011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year's autograph is printed cos i think he has less time,&lt;br /&gt;so he put more effort into the design... hee.. i think his&lt;br /&gt;hairstyle quite toot but i like him just plain and simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/P1010014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/P1010014.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Daddy!! Your birthday's coming soon too...&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh.... it's like, my idol's 45 this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i first started it was this 13 year old girl who had&lt;br /&gt;this 40 year old idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now its this 18 year old girl who has this 45 year old idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. does that make any difference? Maybe in five years time when&lt;br /&gt;this 23 year old girl has this 50 year old idol, it'll sound less shocking.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... what do you think??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-115754312951077668?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115754312951077668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115754312951077668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115754312951077668' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-115604664626442869</id><published>2006-08-20T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T12:04:06.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18 August 2006 - Friday ! MY BIRTHDAY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent my actual birthday with .... YOU GUYS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/2006_0818jobdae0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/2006_0818jobdae0005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To commemorate my birthday present, I changed my&lt;br /&gt;blogskin's picture ! Hee.... SO SHUAI !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/2006_0818jobdae0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/2006_0818jobdae0020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheesy pizza!! YUM! look at the pineapples~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/2006_0818jobdae0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/2006_0818jobdae0021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. Grace... you okay ma??&lt;br /&gt;Yah.. can eat le... erm.. yah... erm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/2006_0818jobdae0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/2006_0818jobdae0030.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ning, see the lady at the other table must be wondering&lt;br /&gt;what you're doing.... Ning's rabbit ! Disgusting~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/18082006%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/18082006%28003%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH! Where's Grace ?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/2006_0818jobdae0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/2006_0818jobdae0035.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy cake!! ----&gt; Mich what are you trying to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/18082006%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/18082006%28005%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What brings more warmth to me than those brought by the&lt;br /&gt;candles on my fav cake??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who bought the cake with the candles !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(okay, that was lame)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/18082006%28007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/18082006%28007%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose hand so extra???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/18082006%28011%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/18082006%28011%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute!!! It's for you Soohuay!!&lt;br /&gt;Ning says it looks like you... So bad right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/18082006%28010%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/18082006%28010%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serene and Soo ~ see... we saved 2 slices just for you ~~&lt;br /&gt;You both can decide who's eating the one with the bigger&lt;br /&gt;candle... Miss you two! Why must have meet-the-parent&lt;br /&gt;session ~~ Why must have school thing ?? Why? Why? Why?&lt;br /&gt;*sits on the floor and wails*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/2006_0818jobdae0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/2006_0818jobdae0040.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my balloon !! Thanks ah ma~~&lt;br /&gt;And you two!! *hits ning and mich*&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna carry for me huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/18082006%28018%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/18082006%28018%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh... Cannot see Fel's mouth... hehe... Grace, xin ku ni le,&lt;br /&gt;to take this photo... Hee~~Next birthday girl ... Mich and Serene!&lt;br /&gt;Let's go Ning's house watch SHOCK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont think I need to say much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys!!! Love yoU!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-115604664626442869?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115604664626442869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115604664626442869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115604664626442869' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-115600255640961318</id><published>2006-08-19T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T23:49:16.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17 August 2006 - Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day before my birthday i celebrated with my 2 lovely&lt;br /&gt;crazy pals, aiping &amp; janice !! Thanks guys, for the mini-celebration!&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out with you 2 is just crazy and relaxing and mad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/ed6d4dbd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/ed6d4dbd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as usual, we went to pig out !! At....&lt;br /&gt;Sakae Sushi !! ( sorry sean i didnt manage to smuggle&lt;br /&gt;sushi out for you... ps: sean was working at Apple just doors away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/ed6d3bc0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/ed6d3bc0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we ate till we were full ~~~ I shall never stuff myself&lt;br /&gt;and shall exercise self-restraint !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/ed6d49ff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/ed6d49ff.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after all the sushi, there was still.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/ed6d462b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/ed6d462b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful sweety cake !! Especially the heart-shaped&lt;br /&gt;one ! So pretty and strawberrish ! (like duh!)  which became&lt;br /&gt;my breakfast for 2 days consecutively~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/ed6d42e0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/ed6d42e0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cute card....... of a dog?? singing to the moon??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/ed6d470f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/ed6d470f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the two hungry ghosts trying to gobble down&lt;br /&gt;my cake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/ed6d406a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/ed6d406a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally camera-woman gets to be in the shot as well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/ed6d40b5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/ed6d40b5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a gluttonish birthday bash !!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks aiping jie jie and janice jie jie ~~~ *wuahahaha~*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-115600255640961318?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115600255640961318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115600255640961318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115600255640961318' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-115598433658042148</id><published>2006-08-19T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T22:23:21.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;16 August 2006 - Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday celebration with T1A3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Here I wanna say a BIG thanks to everyone from my class, t1a3 !!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for organising this sentosa outing and 'shun bian' celebrate&lt;br /&gt;my 18th birthday too :D It gets better every year eh?? Last year's&lt;br /&gt;cake in class was already so sweet and nice, and this year it's much&lt;br /&gt;fun-filled as well ~ *arigatou*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/_MG_0868.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/_MG_0868.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Von and Kang! For your cards !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Von's is very articulatly-made and created, it's a film-strip&lt;br /&gt;made out of colored paper ~~ Which she stayed up till 4am to&lt;br /&gt;make~~ With a very funny envelope design of a penguin being&lt;br /&gt;chased by a giant snowball... So 'doraemon' ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Kang's is a disguised as a very plain card judging on its&lt;br /&gt;envelope... but the content inside is thoughtful, meaningful&lt;br /&gt;and full of 'heart' !! I like the drawings especially ~ Apparently&lt;br /&gt;one card's not enough, Kang sent me about 4 more cards, e-cards!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Feet E-cards !! Thanks Kang! *huo huo huo huo huo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/_MG_0874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/_MG_0874.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the present !! A Penguin water-cooler!!&lt;br /&gt;Which fills 8 glasses of water, the sufficient amount we need per day~&lt;br /&gt;It's so cute right?? And it looks so retarded !! But it looks really&lt;br /&gt;funny and cute now in my house... One of the few penguin products&lt;br /&gt;floating around nowadays... Rare and special~&lt;br /&gt;Bought by Aisya, Von, Krystal &amp; Kaixiang... Thank you !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/_MG_0971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/_MG_0971.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that we went to Sentosa's palawan beach to havoc!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/_MG_1066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/_MG_1066.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And zonghui's birthday present to me !! A palace... -_-!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was enjoying a nice warm nap under the sun and I kept&lt;br /&gt;hearing some cupping sounds around me... Trust zonghui to&lt;br /&gt;be the one to have the patience :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/_MG_1205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/_MG_1205.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and found myself surrounded by all these&lt;br /&gt;little castles~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/_MG_1087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/_MG_1087.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had fun burying Sean in sand!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/_MG_1088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/_MG_1088.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the leg part was extremely hard to secure because&lt;br /&gt;Sean kept moving and he's ticklish!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/_MG_1134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/_MG_1134.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as usual, the guys had a fun time trying to molest&lt;br /&gt;and pull of Kang's pants in the water, while we girls had a fun&lt;br /&gt;time watching them go crazy !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/_MG_1031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/_MG_1031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wasn't spared either !! Being lifted and thrown&lt;br /&gt;into the sea by Aisya and Von. Look at Aisya's cheeky face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/_MG_0975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/_MG_0975.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these unforgettable beach chairs!&lt;br /&gt;Nice to look at, nice to sit on, but you have to pay to sit!&lt;br /&gt;Buy from the restaurant or no sitting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/_MG_1164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/_MG_1164.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So steve bought 2 scoops of ice-cream to eat,&lt;br /&gt;for $9.50 !! One scoop $4.50, 3 scoops $10.50 !!&lt;br /&gt;Day-light robbery !! Thanks steve too, for coming down&lt;br /&gt;all the way to Sentosa even though you were having fever&lt;br /&gt;and sore eyes... I really appreciate it !&lt;br /&gt;Hope you recover soon !! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/_MG_1273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/_MG_1273.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after bathing, I sat there without any suspicions,&lt;br /&gt;chatting with aisya and zonghui about reboning hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/_MG_1272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/_MG_1272.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Thea and Sean pretended to be buying ice-cream...&lt;br /&gt;And von too cos they were sneakily preparing the cake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/_MG_1274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/_MG_1274.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And "poof" !! My surprise birthday cake!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys!! Especially Thea for bringing it in~&lt;br /&gt;And kang is good at hiding it !! Or maybe I'm just blur~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/_MG_1276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/_MG_1276.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making my wishes~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/_MG_1286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/_MG_1286.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 slices for all of us~~ and an extra piece that eventually&lt;br /&gt;found its way into the stomach of the sexual t-rex~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/_MG_1308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/_MG_1308.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my wonderful birthday spent with T1A3!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone for the day spent with you all~&lt;br /&gt;That's another page added to the book of t1a3's memories! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-115598433658042148?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115598433658042148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115598433658042148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115598433658042148' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-115557653709450765</id><published>2006-08-15T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T01:28:57.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahh.. remember i mentioned that i was in very HIGH spirits?&lt;br /&gt;Here's why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/U1171P28T3D1195438F326DT20060810175040.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/U1171P28T3D1195438F326DT20060810175040.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~* AHHHHHHH *~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;a photo of the filming is revealed! Look at my&lt;br /&gt;miracle at work! It's you that keeps me going everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~ . ~~~~~~~~~~. ~~~~~~~~~~~~.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was just joking to my mother that if one day i ever get into&lt;br /&gt;a coma, there are just so many ways of making me wake up.&lt;br /&gt;Just say, " Ying, you must wake up quick... you've been unconscious&lt;br /&gt;for 3 months already... quickly wake up, you know why? during these&lt;br /&gt;3 months when you've been sleeping, To Kei Fung has been&lt;br /&gt;doing a new film with Wong Chau Sang, Sam Gor and Simon Yam!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I came online and found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/200608031134430.Exiled-Nick_Anthong_Frank_Suet_Roy.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/200608031134430.Exiled-Nick_Anthong_Frank_Suet_Roy.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing that i noticed was, OMG, he finally found the suitable hairstyle!&lt;br /&gt;Sooo handsome!!! Like, FINALLY la!! And Cheung Yiu Yeung's in too!!&lt;br /&gt;[The Mission] memories are back again~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/200608031134280.Exiled-Josie_Nick1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/200608031134280.Exiled-Josie_Nick1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i noticed got Cheung Ka Fai too ! So damn happy!! He just rocks in all&lt;br /&gt;To Kei Fung shows!! And Josie Ho, Hmm.. nice touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/200608031135280.Exiled-SimonYam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/200608031135280.Exiled-SimonYam.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, Simon yam!! OMG... look at that suit !! But as the saying goes,&lt;br /&gt;it's not the suit that's leng(good-looking), it's Yam Tat Wah's san choi(figure)!!&lt;br /&gt;*collects buckets of saliva* And look who's at the back ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/200608031135020.Exiled-AnthonyWong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/200608031135020.Exiled-AnthonyWong.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of the movie stills ! The location, OMG. To Kei Fung, you are getting&lt;br /&gt;my expectations super high, but higher also never mind, cos i SURE wont be&lt;br /&gt;let down, all through the years... i don't even have to doubt it ! And i know&lt;br /&gt;what Santa's getting me for X'mas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/200608031134530.Exiled-To_Josie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/200608031134530.Exiled-To_Josie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~ * AHHHHHHH * ~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;I really must talk more about these kind of things! They always become&lt;br /&gt;true ! It's heaven-sent !! Of all combinations, it's the mega-combi !!!&lt;br /&gt;7 years and the magic is back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MISSION II HERE WE GO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-115557653709450765?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115557653709450765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115557653709450765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115557653709450765' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-115553956924712613</id><published>2006-08-14T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T15:12:49.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/taking%20over%20the%20place.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/taking%20over%20the%20place.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what I call an illegal gathering!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, the crazy t1a3-ers met up to watch the fireworks&lt;br /&gt;by the bay. The open-air ground floor, bridge was already taken&lt;br /&gt;up and packed FULL of people, so we wandered and found ourselves&lt;br /&gt;a nice little cosy corner on the 3rd floor of Esplanade ! So fun !!&lt;br /&gt;And there was nothing affordable to eat around Esplanade, you know la,&lt;br /&gt;it's so expensive... so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/our%20food%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/our%20food%21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered Macs and they really delivered all the way to&lt;br /&gt;us in Esplanade on the 3rd floor !! Woo !! Macs' service is really good,&lt;br /&gt;except for the waiting time la... We were bored like crazy, luckily for&lt;br /&gt;Zonghui's jokes and the postal-code-service-number. It's a free number&lt;br /&gt;but it cant even understand what is "Hotel Rendezvous"... but it managed&lt;br /&gt;to tell me my house's postal code!! COol ~ Let me find back the number,&lt;br /&gt;then you all can go and try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/_MG_0778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/_MG_0778.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we saw the fireworks!! But this was taken by i think&lt;br /&gt;kaixiang and eric... who wandered off on their own... the rest of&lt;br /&gt;us stayed indoors and watched from inside... But our view inside&lt;br /&gt;wasnt that bad too ! Damn fun ! The people around us went , " Wah!"&lt;br /&gt;whenever one firework burst into the air, and so we followed. Then,&lt;br /&gt;everyone started to ," Wah!" together, with each time becoming more&lt;br /&gt;exaggerated and everyone started saying it in their most childlike voices!&lt;br /&gt;The magic of how strangers bond when they share the same feelings..&lt;br /&gt;Just like the magic that film and theatre bring ~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/_MG_0787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/_MG_0787.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we went to Von's pub to chill out and sing k~ Daniel and&lt;br /&gt;von really have nice voices.. The lyrics of"Ai  qing pin luu" really&lt;br /&gt;suits the story of you two~And steve's got a nice voice too,&lt;br /&gt;i never knew that till i heard him sing that night... *ru guo DANG shi~*&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe... Must choose songs with higher key then suit you, like&lt;br /&gt;david songs.. which i felt you sang real well la! Oh yah.. and filzah&lt;br /&gt;was going on and on about how cute every guy in every chinese&lt;br /&gt;mtv looked... Aiyoh, filzah, plenty of chinese guys look like this la...&lt;br /&gt;you should go to taiwan! Aplenty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yep... after that we left and i managed to catch the last bus home!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks ant for waiting with me ~ and i finally remembered to msg you&lt;br /&gt;when i reached home ! Hahahahaha... More class outings soon !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-115553956924712613?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115553956924712613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115553956924712613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115553956924712613' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-115536850487744445</id><published>2006-08-12T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T16:27:31.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/tokyoraiders06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/tokyoraiders06.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i wonder who's big day it is today??&lt;br /&gt;12 August ~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is...... *drum rolls*.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Start Of My Holidays !!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm Back in ACTION !!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tried to fool you all but I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; obviously&lt;/span&gt; have failed...&lt;br /&gt;By the way, it is NOT Ekin's big day ~~ wuahaha...&lt;br /&gt;I just put it for fun~~~~~ And I know everyone is sick of tony(how can?!)&lt;br /&gt;so I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;refrained&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;struggled&lt;/span&gt;, and fought with my inner &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;desire &lt;/span&gt;and tied&lt;br /&gt;my hands up to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;force&lt;/span&gt; myself to not put tony up again when i return...&lt;br /&gt;So see how much i have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;endured&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sacrificed&lt;/span&gt; just for this 1st post....&lt;br /&gt;( *pants*, talk too much nonsense very tired... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I shall stop being so crazy and mad....&lt;br /&gt;How is everybody????? Okay???&lt;br /&gt;I know some of you already prepared chopper to chop me up if you come&lt;br /&gt;in and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; STILL&lt;/span&gt; see the " OH I WONDER WHO'S BIG DAY IT IS TODAY??".&lt;br /&gt;Wuahahaha..... Actually, you still do see it there in this post, cos....&lt;br /&gt;I DID IT ON PURPOSE !!! hehehehe.... *runs screaming like a mad dog*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I was away... i know some people changed their blogskins,&lt;br /&gt;added some MIRRORS, and change blog address also ~~ ( change so many&lt;br /&gt;times... GRRR). Sorry also, for "being a slacker".... and thanks for leaving info&lt;br /&gt;for me on my tagboard and email... Sorry haven't been to your blogs for so&lt;br /&gt;long, but I just did yesterday! To make it up to you all      :D&lt;br /&gt;I also know that some people have been busy with some things, even though&lt;br /&gt;they are so very very busy .... *coughs, pretend dunno anything*&lt;br /&gt;And michy, KAP KUN KA !!! Thanks for the Kitchen... yay... 16 Sept again !!&lt;br /&gt;( remember that day's Jackie Chan exhibition at esplanade? ) *runs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yup yup... thanks aiping &amp; janice too... thanks for organising this,&lt;br /&gt;organising that... and although this photo is very outdated but i still want to&lt;br /&gt;put.. see you guys soon... oh yah... now my turn to rest, but you two must&lt;br /&gt;jiayou too k! ning can shun bian see aiping's kungfu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/DSCF1088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/DSCF1088.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~ xiang long shi ba zhang~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah... if you're wondering why i sound so high...&lt;br /&gt;it's because of quite a lot of things... which i will&lt;br /&gt;show in my next post... Cos too much to say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-115536850487744445?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115536850487744445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115536850487744445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115536850487744445' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-115133976310846919</id><published>2006-06-27T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T00:36:03.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/tokyoraiders02.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/tokyoraiders02.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh.. i wonder who's big day it is today??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;27th June~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah darling, it's YoUR  big day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;44 this year! oh gosh.. u mean i've been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"celebrating" your birthday with you since&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you were 39 to now when you're 44??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my oh my oh my ! how many more wrinkles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have you grown over the past 5 years? Hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And how much has the little 13 year old teenager&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grown over the past 5 years.. ( not much i must say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;judging on how childishly she's typing out this post)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway, the thing is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I LOVE YOU &amp;amp; SANG YAT FAI LOK DEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-115133976310846919?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115133976310846919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115133976310846919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115133976310846919' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-115100080377603026</id><published>2006-06-23T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T02:59:55.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/just%20his%20head%20on%20the%20ground.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/200/just%20his%20head%20on%20the%20ground.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[mood - drained.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wont you ever understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that this is probably the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im just so tired of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how can i ever explain it to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you wouldnt even understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that all along, you've just never been around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you've never been here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;neither have you been there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where are you exactly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do you even know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming back like this suddenly isnt going&lt;br /&gt;to make up for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because you've already lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;without realisation.&lt;br /&gt;on the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; entwining paths of your self-created maze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so slowly had it crept away&lt;br /&gt;that it feels so indistinct.&lt;br /&gt;you can't lose what you never had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-115100080377603026?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115100080377603026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115100080377603026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115100080377603026' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-115014206639839960</id><published>2006-06-13T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T04:07:04.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/12514013_254547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/12514013_254547.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After a long absence, i'm finally back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Back from hell's gates in a way. ( im sure ning noes what I'm talking about... )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But.. the feeling, i don't know how to explain it... Somehow i feel like as if i've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grown up alot... And it's time and time again that I'm like reminded to take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a slow go at life... i'm already slowing down as much as I can...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woke up about some things.. and I'm glad things are back to normal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life seems so much safer and warm since things not only got back on track,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but should i say, moved on to a better level...  that reminds me of Just Once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Looks like it's confirmed that Ken Watanabe is starring as Cao Cao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't know how to react, but i think i feel like fainting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/20051105_96539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/20051105_96539.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ken Watanabe with us in the new film? HOW CAN?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-115014206639839960?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115014206639839960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/115014206639839960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115014206639839960' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114887713588093549</id><published>2006-05-29T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T13:10:20.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;School work is piling up till i feel like dying.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your turn's over daughty, but i think now it's my&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;turn to suffocate... *sobs* And I've been extremely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;unlucky too, I just got stung by a bee yesterday &amp;amp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 days over photograph taking has accounted to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing thanks to the camera which has some &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;problems. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its at times like THIS that Mr Peterson's voice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;comes ringing in my head , " If it doesn't kill you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it'll make you stronger." Thanks alot mr peterson.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Actually, it's not the schoolwork that makes me feel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sick, it's the fact that there are soo many of my favourite&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;films out now(they all opened on the same day last thursday)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;, and it's&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;so difficult to find the time to go and catch them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/hanks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/hanks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But, I managed to catch Da Vinci. Not bad I must say, an&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;interesting topic to touch on. Ian Mackellen completely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;outshined Tom Hanks... sigh... I can't deny it has to do &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with the hairstyle...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But i swear that once all this mess is over... The First thing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am going to do is watch Kelvin Tong's Love Story &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to pay up for all the loss of red blood cells and brain cells...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;KELVIN TONG, WAIT FOR ME!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114887713588093549?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114887713588093549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114887713588093549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114887713588093549' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114847224117741219</id><published>2006-05-24T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T21:22:08.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here you go BA~ the questions are pretty tough...had quite a time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;answering every single one of them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1  點我的人 : my best actress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2  寫出填寫日期吧 : 24th May, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3  愛的食物 : everything.. i am a pig, but i love spicy and sour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4  愛的音樂 : the world would be empty without  cheung hok yau.and I would cease to exist if piano and saxophone became extinct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5  愛的地方 : my private space, my grandma's house,thailand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6  愛的口頭禪 : good night the whole entire world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7  愛的顏色 : yellow!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8  愛的偶像 :tony leung of course and andy lau. others too, but the key word here is AI...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9  愛的甜食 : biscuit.. in other words.. "BANG".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10 愛的節目 : anything that is well produced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;11 愛的書籍 : julius ceasar.. i'm serious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;12 愛的店 : every shop in mongkok. hahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;13 愛的作家 : i lurv ji mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;14 愛的唱作人 : cheung hok yau &amp; elton john&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;15 愛的國家 : Thailand, Hk (of course), Venice (the city of music), Tibet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;16 愛的座右銘 : An single script can change the entire course of your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;17 愛的習慣 : dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;18 愛的腔調 : filipino kind of cantonese &amp; chinese ( alex to )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;19 愛的是守還是攻 : of course is SHOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;20 愛的星座 : Leo (mine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;21 愛的休閒 : enjoying private time alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;22 愛的個性 : Fun and easy going, dare to dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;23 愛的女人 : mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;24 愛的男人 : my grandpa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;25 愛的公仔 : penguins (duh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;26 愛的動作 : the message transferred by the eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;27 愛係點的 : it is unexplainable and it is the most powerful thing on earth, it is doing anything for him/her, sacrificing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;28 愛人地點對你 : silent communication.. so far no one except one friend seems to be able to do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;29 愛的名稱 : ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;30 愛的科目 : history and literature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;31 愛的表白 : ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;32 愛的朋友 : those who know my character already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;33 愛的季節 : definately autumn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;34 愛的呼喚 : isnt this an Aaron Kwok song? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;35 愛的數字 : 27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;36 愛的反應 : smiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;37 愛的牌子 :not particular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;38 愛的身體部位 : my hair because its me ( can that be counted?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;39 愛的回憶 : time spent with different people at different times.. those years spent in Thailand &amp; my childhood &amp;amp; before 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;40 愛的電影 : too many...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;41 愛的網址 : my blog lor :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;42 愛的反面 : ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;43 愛的角色 : a dreamer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;44 愛的飲料 : nai cha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;45 愛與被愛 : being loved.. who doesn't want to be loved? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;46 愛會過期 : if it expires that isnt called love at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;47 愛唔愛我 : ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;48 愛的遊戲 : life is a game itself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;49 愛的問題 : ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;50 愛的ALBUM封面 : not particular about this either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;51 愛的定義 : sacrificing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;52 愛的語言 : like i said silent communication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;53 愛的代表物品 : pillow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114847224117741219?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114847224117741219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114847224117741219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114847224117741219' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114805970309064361</id><published>2006-05-20T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T01:28:23.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today was a wonderful day ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Class was relaxing as usual, and even more so&lt;br /&gt;with just Marcus and Ronald with us. I got to learn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how to load film into a film camera~ :)&lt;br /&gt;Kang jokes that we should all keep ours, so that we can sell it&lt;br /&gt;on e-bay in the future if we all become famous directors..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should frame it up nicely in a small photoframe, it'll be&lt;br /&gt;nice and heart-warming to look back at... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home and slept from 1 till 7 in the evening!&lt;br /&gt;My gosh, I'm living up to the nickname of a 'pig-guin',&lt;br /&gt;the new breed of species between a cross of a penguin &amp;amp; a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i received a beautiful surprise at night when my Best Actress&lt;br /&gt;called all the way from Perth ! Ahh.. It was so sweet of you to call !&lt;br /&gt;We're insane ~ Chatting for over a 100 minutes! The card is going to blow!&lt;br /&gt;Miss you so much, especially even more after you called!&lt;br /&gt;And it was great catching up with you, and :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hou loi mo gum tong yan keng gai le ~ yao kei see hor yi gong&lt;br /&gt;gwong dong wah chum ying mun.. back in my element. ngor&lt;br /&gt;dei ge plan yiu gei ju yat ding yiu carry out when lei fan lei..&lt;br /&gt;Lots more to keng about, dou si zoi man man yat chai wan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114805970309064361?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114805970309064361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114805970309064361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114805970309064361' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114797032257973466</id><published>2006-05-19T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T00:38:42.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/tom_hulce_f_murray_abraham_amadeus_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/200/tom_hulce_f_murray_abraham_amadeus_001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I finally finished watching Amadeus today.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was really good.  The acting of Salieri is so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;captivating. Now I can truly understand why Salieri&lt;br /&gt;is Jason Chan's dream role. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But now that the 2hr30min film is over, I'm feeling abit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lost. I'm kind of missing Mozart's giggling, Salieri's scowl&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and all that orchestra music. And the entire dimension!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The themes they delved into, the whole history..&lt;br /&gt;It's just amazing and definately one of the most satisfying&lt;br /&gt;films I've ever watched...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still overwhelmed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114797032257973466?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114797032257973466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114797032257973466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114797032257973466' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114780119248412775</id><published>2006-05-17T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T01:39:52.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's 1am in the morning and i still have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tons of work to do, but i just feel like blogging.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My brother told me proudly, "I watched a &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;French film today." I was so surprised, and I thought&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that I had finally rubbed off some sense into him to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;decide to pick up an art-house film to watch. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then he proclaimed proudly, " WASABI!".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh my goodness... lesson learnt -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never have your hopes too high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Speaking of which, Da Vinci will be out tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm back into the Jean Reno mood !!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And since I'm into the topid of Jean Reno, there's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something I discovered some time ago, but I'll share it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here today since like i said, I'm into the Jean Reno mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/image.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/afficher_image.php.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/afficher_image.php.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/180px-Sanjaydutt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/180px-Sanjaydutt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jean Reno, Anthony Wong &amp; Sanjay Dutt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My three favourite actors from different regions -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ALL BELONG TO THE SAME PATTERN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just look at that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They look like triplets!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114780119248412775?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114780119248412775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114780119248412775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114780119248412775' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114770160563798053</id><published>2006-05-15T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T22:16:54.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have you heard the phrase, choose your battles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd say, "choose your losses." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I dreamt of gimz last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't remember what it was about,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but the familiar feeling of our chemistry was back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it felt really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Missin' the good ol' days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114770160563798053?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114770160563798053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114770160563798053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114770160563798053' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114750100398723664</id><published>2006-05-13T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T14:16:43.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;As is often the case with losses, she did not notice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that anything was missing for some time after it had gone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Naomi Royde Smith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114750100398723664?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114750100398723664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114750100398723664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114750100398723664' title=''/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114709696788856514</id><published>2006-05-08T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T00:36:55.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musical talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A meaningful and beneficial weekend spent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Definately good for the mind, soul and of course, heart. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Went down to Next Stage Academy to give support to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby no.1, at a talk about writing musicals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Double benefit since it was through his musical Snow.Wolf.Lake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that I became a fan of his, and learning first-hand from the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;man himself was just too good to be true. Besides, it was so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;since I last saw him~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'm on cloud nine! He actually remembers me! Not my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of course, but he remembers me! Haha... I owe my parents a treat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now, because apparently Dick is not as blur as he seems. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before I went into the room, he was standing there talking to an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;organiser. He looked really good, much fresher than he did during&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Idol. I didn't make any attempt to catch his attention because like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pam always says, " Must act professional ~" Anyway, I'm already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quite used to having continue to do my own things when he's busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;talking to someone else. Well... our eyes met and he stopped talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to that guy. He smiled at me and asked, " Hi, how have you been?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The feeling was just awesome. We stood there and talked for a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;minute or two. He even extended his hand and received mine, the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feeling was just.. just UNBELIEVABLE ! It wasn't so much of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"touch" that counts, but the "thought" ! It's just wonderful !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The talk was really enriching, and it's nice to hear Dick blabber about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something other than Happy Meals and fishballs. :D He revealed so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;much about Man Of Letters (his musical tied with NUS) that I wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to gag him ! And I can barely wait for Forbidden City ! Ahh.. It was just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awesome! Just going through the entire creative process of it is enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to leave you breathless~ And it involves just so much and so much of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love and heart in it ! Someone should have done a tape recording of what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he went through during the talk... This guy really knows his stuff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And after the talk, I managed to talk with him for a long long long long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;while, from upstairs to the front of his car. I told him almost all that I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;had intended to tell him but we were quite unluckily interrupted at a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[must-you-interrupt-at-all-times-but-a-time-like-this-when-his-arm-is-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;around-my-shoulder-and-there's-only-two-of-us] kind of moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*nooooooo* But well... I already count myself blessed. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway.. feeling abit dizzy as I type this entry...&lt;br /&gt;Got to stop before I find myself unconscious with my head on the table.&lt;br /&gt;I miss dick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114709696788856514?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114709696788856514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114709696788856514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114709696788856514' title='Musical talk'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114648044695488123</id><published>2006-05-01T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T18:47:26.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sum it all up.</title><content type='html'>It's first of May!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fresh new start, now that it's a fresh new month.&lt;br /&gt;It also marks the beginning of a fresh new year&lt;br /&gt;of exciting adventures and more to come in my&lt;br /&gt;second year of poly life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at the past 2 months, which were  also my 2 months&lt;br /&gt;of holidays, it's been quite eventful I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In March, I got a taste of real-life media standards and expectations,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whilst working on Singapore Idol. The media world is full of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;strangest people and the most difficult people you can ever work with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But, it's also in such an environment that you pick out and identify clearly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the rare gems hidden amongst the mess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Politics and back-stabbing? ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aplenty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not just amongst peers, but also those already working in the industry itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I find myself in precarious and awkward situations at times while working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on Singapore Idol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Dreams do come true.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Two years ago, i was glued to the tv watching Dick Lee commenting on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;contestants, flipping through a particular edition of 8 Days admiring the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sleekness and sophistication of his shop-house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Two weeks prior to Singapore Idol, i was telling Anthony, how great it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;would be if I could catch a glimpse of Dick Lee when he appears out of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the audition room for a few minutes to go to the toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I guess the rest is history. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Team effort ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;March and April 2006 was not just about experience but also about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;challenges and team effort. Teamwork is never an easy task to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;carry out smoothly. Mutual trust. Reliance. Mutual respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Valuable lessons I unknowingly picked up on the way. I guess two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more appropriate words would be : Improvisation and flexibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;:) But I guess Self- Challenge is the best word to sum it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~  Playing with fire ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Probably a wrong move, but it made me learn how to be more cautious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in the future. I guess by falling down, i learnt that at the end of the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it was to myself that I had to answer to, and not to anyone else. It also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;made me realise, what it is that I truly want to do with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Magic ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And miracles do exist.  Perfection does exist. At least to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And since there is a 100% in the world, I have been truly convinced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that nothing is impossible in this world. As long as I live life to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fullest, anything and everything good can exist on the earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I marvel at the power of what one encounter can do to change my opinions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of the world. In case you have no idea what I am talking about, oh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114648044695488123?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114648044695488123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114648044695488123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114648044695488123' title='sum it all up.'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114624256892177548</id><published>2006-04-29T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T00:42:48.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need a blue sky holiday</title><content type='html'>Someone asked me, " jo, are u hearing Bad day?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my reply:&lt;br /&gt;haha, no, I'm&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; having&lt;/span&gt; a bad day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An afternoon nap under the lulling of my&lt;br /&gt;ever-reliable ceiling fan in the living room,&lt;br /&gt;followed by a freezing cold shower at 10 o clock&lt;br /&gt;at night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................... 2 escape routes I always take when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" life's been way off line",&lt;br /&gt;and when i'm "falling to pieces everytime."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I don't need no carryin on.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, looks like i just discovered Escape route No 3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114624256892177548?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114624256892177548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114624256892177548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114624256892177548' title='i need a blue sky holiday'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114615150649919158</id><published>2006-04-27T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T23:35:06.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Election 2</title><content type='html'>I'm back! after a long abscence...&lt;br /&gt;and all i want to say is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Fundoshi was AMAZING, hilarious and&lt;br /&gt;wonderful !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Glen Goei is DROP-DEAD charming,&lt;br /&gt;charismatic and all in all 100% PERFECT~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3) Johnnie To is back with Election 2!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and hmmm.. school 's so far so good ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ciao~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114615150649919158?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114615150649919158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114615150649919158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114615150649919158' title='Election 2'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114529360468308410</id><published>2006-04-18T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T01:06:44.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jealous guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't like jealous guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why must i tell you what he messaged me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's my own stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and it's my own life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and in the first place, that's not even anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that's a big deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's just normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so why must you insist on knowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;insecure and immature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114529360468308410?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114529360468308410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114529360468308410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114529360468308410' title='jealous guys'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114517720160174053</id><published>2006-04-16T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T16:46:41.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat High's band!</title><content type='html'>Went to watch Cat High's band concert yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Soooo nice ! But their standard has dropped... comparing&lt;br /&gt;to last year's batch... jericho is still one of their best&lt;br /&gt;pieces! Daughter-in-law... tell that to your brother, that&lt;br /&gt;jericho is still one of their best pieces~And met up with&lt;br /&gt;Laiquin, Deborah and Yiqian... Goodness ~ Although&lt;br /&gt;they have all grown up so much but they're still very&lt;br /&gt;much the laiquin,deborah and yiqian whom i knew&lt;br /&gt;5 years ago~ Still very crazy and fun to be with !&lt;br /&gt;Laiquin especially, with all her weird but sensible&lt;br /&gt;philosophies! And the other 2, Still the same!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!!!! Still the best of buddies~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/b32647720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/b32647720.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what i like about their band is that they have this&lt;br /&gt;very interesting energy within them... very fun, and very&lt;br /&gt;passionate about music too. And i like Andrew... he's so&lt;br /&gt;animated when he conducts! His back view really reminds&lt;br /&gt;me so much of Mr Yea !! Like a mini version of Mr Yea!!&lt;br /&gt;And the monkey is very cute also.... hehe.... monkey monkey~&lt;br /&gt;And there was a sax solo !! Like - Ahhhhhhhh...... But guess&lt;br /&gt;what was the song ! Horror of horrors !!&lt;br /&gt;You Raise Me Up !!!!!!!!! *imitates dick with pencils*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went for a nice walk with grace and soo to boat quay...&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere was great.. and fullerton hotel is so stunning&lt;br /&gt;at night~ glimmering in its own historic glory... And grace!!&lt;br /&gt;i love the trees.... Then we had a long long talk ~ Feels so good&lt;br /&gt;to be with you all again~ relaxed, safe and unguarded....&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly, at home... You two must jia you k...&lt;br /&gt;For everything you do... I'll always believe you all can make it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: oh yes.. SANKEW for your Chocolate easter bunny~ I can't&lt;br /&gt;bear to eat it up... hahaha~~keep in my fridge 1st...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of the day: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose flute cos I was enjoying the flute performance the whole&lt;br /&gt;night ~ And.... this guy looks like simon cowell playing the flute.&lt;br /&gt;Like.. in a million years ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/flute_5_50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/flute_5_50.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114517720160174053?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114517720160174053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114517720160174053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114517720160174053' title='Cat High&apos;s band!'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114512589683394730</id><published>2006-04-16T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T02:31:36.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>krystals taste and my taste</title><content type='html'>Ever wondered what kind of guy will evolve out of&lt;br /&gt;a mixture of Krystal's taste and my taste??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea? Check out the picture of the day below ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/recent13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/recent13.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114512589683394730?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114512589683394730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114512589683394730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114512589683394730' title='krystals taste and my taste'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114503775382880923</id><published>2006-04-15T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T02:02:33.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fishes</title><content type='html'>Men, there are many fishes in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women, there are many fishermen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... as in all cases, there are definately more&lt;br /&gt;fishes than fisherman out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ladies, don't be surprised if your husband has&lt;br /&gt;more than just one wife.&lt;br /&gt;Because, to balance out, the fisherman must catch&lt;br /&gt;alot of fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---- anonymous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114503775382880923?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114503775382880923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114503775382880923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114503775382880923' title='fishes'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114502920278397962</id><published>2006-04-14T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T23:40:03.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you...</title><content type='html'>All i could think of was you.&lt;br /&gt;You would never have done that to me.&lt;br /&gt;But that's why i loved you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i could bury you into my memories.&lt;br /&gt;keep you safe in a special place  within me.&lt;br /&gt;where no one would know&lt;br /&gt;where no one would find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tonight&lt;br /&gt;it was you i was thinking of&lt;br /&gt;it was you who i needed so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to tell me if what i was doing was right or wrong.&lt;br /&gt;you would definately keep me safe from harm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost.&lt;br /&gt;stunned.&lt;br /&gt;blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you never gave me a chance to feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if it were you&lt;br /&gt;it would have been different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it funny how i did harbour some suspiscions,&lt;br /&gt;how there used to contain the feeling of fear of you.&lt;br /&gt;within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i would be happy&lt;br /&gt;satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it would be alright.&lt;br /&gt;forever preserving this memory of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i found out&lt;br /&gt;i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lying to myself all along?&lt;br /&gt;i'm not that strong afterall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114502920278397962?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114502920278397962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114502920278397962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114502920278397962' title='i miss you...'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114499257680971817</id><published>2006-04-14T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T01:51:12.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kimura is the mystery man!</title><content type='html'>And the Winners of the Guess who is this Contest&lt;br /&gt;are............ *drum roll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;PAMELA&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DAUGHER-IN-LAW !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;~~**CONGRATS!!**~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mystery guy in the photo is...&lt;br /&gt;no other than Takuya Kimura~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha~ Looks like young version of&lt;br /&gt;andy? hehe~ the nose eh? But.. it's not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And here are your respective prizes !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/baby3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/baby3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;A baby for you pamela~&lt;br /&gt;Cute ma?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/12358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/12358.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And here's your's !&lt;br /&gt;Shuai eh? white color~&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to find back the feeling&lt;br /&gt;for you... but... couldnt find any&lt;br /&gt;photo with "that feeling" ... So&lt;br /&gt;give you a normal cool pic !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/22885760-114499257680971817?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114499257680971817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114499257680971817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114499257680971817' title='Kimura is the mystery man!'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114499093379363320</id><published>2006-04-14T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T13:02:13.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fundoshi !</title><content type='html'>I've finally booked my tickets for Fundoshi!&lt;br /&gt;Yesh! And PHEW! Haha, I'm not going to afford to&lt;br /&gt;miss it like how I missed Army Daze earlier....&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to catch it next thursday night~&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo! Glen Goei here i come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally returned to the cinemas to catch a movie&lt;br /&gt;yesterday ! It's been so extremely long... The last film I&lt;br /&gt;watched was Geisha... And that was ... Disappointing...&lt;br /&gt;(argh~ ken watanabe ~*bangs head on table* ).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah... It was Ice Age 2 and i caught it with&lt;br /&gt;eric... He was just marvelling at all the CG and he kept&lt;br /&gt;saying one thing throughout the entire movie, " Wah..&lt;br /&gt;This one I wonder how long they took to render~ "&lt;br /&gt;CG student, what can I say? Hahaha~ Anyway, I still&lt;br /&gt;like the first one better, somehow it just has an edgier&lt;br /&gt;feel to it. Part 2 is a little too kidified, and the ending was&lt;br /&gt;rather slip-shod...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, my In the Mood For Love poster is finally ready to&lt;br /&gt;ascend my room wall ~ Finally ! I can immerse in the&lt;br /&gt;Wong Kar Wai mood before i sleep every night ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114499093379363320?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114499093379363320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114499093379363320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114499093379363320' title='Fundoshi !'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114486644392415646</id><published>2006-04-13T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T02:27:23.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear's retarded pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/whahahah%20retard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/whahahah%20retard.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture of the day :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! got the photo from "boss"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just WHAT is he doing la?!?!?!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114486644392415646?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114486644392415646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114486644392415646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114486644392415646' title='dear&apos;s retarded pic'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114485800304152772</id><published>2006-04-12T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T00:06:43.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping!</title><content type='html'>It finally feels like holidays! Being able to go out with my&lt;br /&gt;friends and far away from work ! With money too of course!&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping! Now why do i feel like cheryl when i say this?&lt;br /&gt;*hehehe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went shopping with ning and mich at bugis... And&lt;br /&gt;after walking around for a long time, i finally decided on a bag.&lt;br /&gt;I feel quite bad actually .. for most of the salespersons... Because&lt;br /&gt;when they recommend something to me, I'll say " But i don't&lt;br /&gt;like this part.." or " Oh! But no no no~ not this one..."&lt;br /&gt;That's why most of the time I just tell them that I'll take a look&lt;br /&gt;around myself... Very hard to "fok see" rite? I guess&lt;br /&gt;I learnt it from SOME people... *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughter in law, you're the best la... bargain for me&lt;br /&gt;from $32 to $27. And since 27 is my favourite number, and also&lt;br /&gt;happens to be your birthday number, okay lo, I pay. Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;And we didnt' manage to get your caps! But nevermind,&lt;br /&gt;another time !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mich and i came up with new lyrics for zhang dong liang's&lt;br /&gt;new song because I love this song and the tune is so catchy!&lt;br /&gt;And we heard it where ever we went today ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the original is this --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只因為你我情不自禁   闭上眼睛   心裡想了想还是你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he sings it like this ---&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只因為你我欺負自己   鼻腫臉青   心裡想了想好神奇&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! And i am so addicted to this song! And i was so&lt;br /&gt;addicted to the song the whole day that i kept singing&lt;br /&gt;it... And it was the wrong version that I kept singing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as i was looking at clothes and singing the song at&lt;br /&gt;the same time, suddenly someone rested his wallet on&lt;br /&gt;my shoulder. I turned around and immediately had the&lt;br /&gt;feeling of someone taking a huge pail of freezing water&lt;br /&gt;and splashing it onto my whole body. Haha~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh... let me go la~~ how come i have to meet you&lt;br /&gt;even when i'm out to enjoy myself shopping? just when&lt;br /&gt;i've finally ended all my commitments and it's time to&lt;br /&gt;havok... you have to appear in front of me....&lt;br /&gt;I really had the " bu hui ba~ are you playing a joke on&lt;br /&gt;me? " feeling ~ Fate?? When i decide to "dump" you&lt;br /&gt;le then fate come... What is this??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114485800304152772?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114485800304152772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114485800304152772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114485800304152772' title='shopping!'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114466724740741413</id><published>2006-04-10T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T19:15:47.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally freed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Finally, our performance for Showtime is over !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Such a great relief... We've made it ! And i'm proud of  how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;we've performed, because we've really come a long way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Since the beginning when we sourced for ideas, till the  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;drawing and measuring of the masks, till buying the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;materials, making the props and coming out with the &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;entire flow for the full performance. And guess what?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;All of it, from the beginning to the end of it is all original&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;and invented by us! I'm really glad and amazed by it, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;although looking back , it's really scary too... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I guess I don't have to say much, we've been through &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;this altogether ! *hug* and ps: thank you kaixiang and eric for coming down to support us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;It's finally time for me to go out with you daughter-in-law!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;And also fel and serene, mich and all... And i decided to &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;have a picture of the day too ! Copy you but let's see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;who can guess the person in the picture.... Guess correctly got present ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/can%20u%20guess%20who%20is%20this.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/can%20u%20guess%20who%20is%20this.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114466724740741413?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114466724740741413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114466724740741413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114466724740741413' title='finally freed'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114442711857700497</id><published>2006-04-07T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T00:25:18.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>visit to mediacorp office!</title><content type='html'>today went to mediacorp office.&lt;br /&gt;wow the office is so big but its so cramped up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone sits so near each other and everyone is&lt;br /&gt;all in one office together.  how do they find their&lt;br /&gt;tables mannx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.... saw a few familiar faces today at mediacorp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steven - ahh.. didnt get to call him because i was busy&lt;br /&gt;carrying the props to the storeroom... and he was busy&lt;br /&gt;talking to about 3 other guys at a table... and i realised&lt;br /&gt;something !! he still hasnt changed one bit.. cos he was&lt;br /&gt;still having his handphone in his hand! *shakes  head*&lt;br /&gt;Hai... i miss his secret smiles ! i need one now cos i'm&lt;br /&gt;feeling so stressed and tired ! They never fail to pump&lt;br /&gt;more energy into me to make me motivated! i want my&lt;br /&gt;TRIPLE- S now !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iggy - i want to annouce : wah! Iggy is damn shuai !&lt;br /&gt;i was walking out of the office and i saw some guy&lt;br /&gt;sitting and talking with someone at the table.. then&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was "dear" so i tilted my head abit and&lt;br /&gt;looked at him. Then that guy stopped talking for a&lt;br /&gt;while and the facial expression was a " eh!" and then&lt;br /&gt;he smiled at me~ omG~~~ bei ta dian dao ~&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know that iggy can look so shuai one ~&lt;br /&gt;looks so different from that time at idol ~ I think&lt;br /&gt;he really looks so different when he wears a collar&lt;br /&gt;shirt.. a grey collar shirt.. omg..so shuai lor...&lt;br /&gt;and he changed his hair style too i think.. But then&lt;br /&gt;krys u have a point... its Iggy's poise too.. if have the&lt;br /&gt;shirt but no poise also cannot.. wahahaha... by the way,&lt;br /&gt;Krys u are so mean, say your good friend is so manly&lt;br /&gt;and then mine is not... Humph! But then whatever u&lt;br /&gt;say i also dont care... cos my best friend is fun, and&lt;br /&gt;fun in his own special way tailor-made to match me!&lt;br /&gt;GiMZ !! You're the best !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kimchii - she sits right opposite weng and qwen...&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. still so beautiful... but then also like quite&lt;br /&gt;strict and too focused on work.... she makes me miss&lt;br /&gt;gerrrrrrrrmit.... KIMCHII !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suat Jien - OOh.. saw her pacing up and down in&lt;br /&gt;her room through the blinds.. I dunno why when&lt;br /&gt;i think of her i immediately will imagine Godess&lt;br /&gt;of Mercy.. Wahahaha~~~ she's damn nice la!&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget the time i brought jennifer's&lt;br /&gt;note to the viewing room and was supposed to pass&lt;br /&gt;it to someone... then when i went in and passed it&lt;br /&gt;to that someone.. then the lady beside her turned to&lt;br /&gt;me and smiled and said , " Eh! Hello !" Then i was&lt;br /&gt;like , " oh hi~~" while trying to remember who&lt;br /&gt;this lady was.. I knew i knew her, but i couldnt&lt;br /&gt;remember how come i knew her and when i knew&lt;br /&gt;her.. then 5 min later then i remembered who she was.&lt;br /&gt;She's damn nice la... she's the female version of steven..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Boss" - EATING!! hands carrying a box of food or&lt;br /&gt;something! i knew it ! *shakes head* Haiyoh!!&lt;br /&gt;Yaohan!!!!!!!!! Forever eating one! Really Really&lt;br /&gt;non-stop one! Luckily steven's room is quite a&lt;br /&gt;distance away from Yaohan's table! If not ar..&lt;br /&gt;omg.. can't imagine how can steven tahan it&lt;br /&gt;everyday .. every minute.. every second... I can&lt;br /&gt;just imagine... usually steven is like so patient&lt;br /&gt;and understanding and gentle with everyone...&lt;br /&gt;then somehow only yaohan will make him raise&lt;br /&gt;his tone and become very pek chek! like, "YAOHAN!&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU STOP EATING!?!?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear - that stupid dearrrrrrrr..... really saw him at&lt;br /&gt;office today.... stupid guy sitting down on a chair..&lt;br /&gt;if not i would have tripped him and make him fall...&lt;br /&gt;grrr... feel like stabbing him !! Dunno why but i&lt;br /&gt;always have the feeling of stabbing him when i think&lt;br /&gt;of him ! Stab him then hit him then give him a&lt;br /&gt;buay song face ! Grrrrrrr.... that big fat bully....&lt;br /&gt;go hair cut and try to be handsome ~ then wear such&lt;br /&gt;a nice shirt and try to look charming.. then the hair&lt;br /&gt;so nice and fluffy try to look pure... all nonsense one lor&lt;br /&gt;he ! Argh~~ really wanna argue with him ~ always&lt;br /&gt;give me those funny looks and anyhow call me all&lt;br /&gt;the time then call my name liao then i reply, then he&lt;br /&gt;will say , "orh.. nothing." ARGH!! *stab stab stab*&lt;br /&gt;Stuppidddd!!! Somemore discuss work so serious&lt;br /&gt;then didnt notice me cos trying to look manly !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't see then don't see lor.. i also don't&lt;br /&gt;want to see you... HUMPH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114442711857700497?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114442711857700497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114442711857700497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114442711857700497' title='visit to mediacorp office!'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114417250171896592</id><published>2006-04-05T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T01:41:41.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i miss your lame jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i miss your voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i miss that blur look on your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i miss all the stupid questions you'll ask me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i miss peeping at you through the slit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i miss sitting by you on your chair handle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i miss rummaging for sultana with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i miss getting your tea for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i miss reminding you to adjust your chain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i miss reassuring you that i can't see the jacket on your lap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i miss the way you share about where the things in your house are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i miss the way you ask me about how's my life so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i miss watching you sleep soundly, calm and contented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i miss whispering your name, cajoling you to wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i miss your smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i miss your exaggerated moves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i miss the way you look at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i miss the way you call my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;oh my god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i miss you so bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I miss you!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114417250171896592?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114417250171896592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114417250171896592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114417250171896592' title='i miss you.'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114416773548565211</id><published>2006-04-05T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T00:26:06.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonder how my 4 babies are doing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;*~shifu happy birthday ! i will try to send you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;your card as soon as possible...~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my poor "boss" must be not sleeping now.&lt;br /&gt;Poor boss must be busy like anything&lt;br /&gt;now that it's the theatre auditions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.. i wonder how my 4 "babies" are doing now...&lt;br /&gt;12.11 am... must be still stuck in mediacorp... so&lt;br /&gt;many things to do.. filing and keeping track...&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's another long day for them.. i really&lt;br /&gt;wonder how dick's going to manage to wake up&lt;br /&gt;so early again tomorrow... someone's definately&lt;br /&gt;got to drag him out of bed cos this guy cannot&lt;br /&gt;wake up early one! I have witnessed the after&lt;br /&gt;effects of dick waking up early ~ groggy, hungry,&lt;br /&gt;blur and most importantly - lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. yah.. miss them 4.. and of course him.&lt;br /&gt;gimz that bugger... *yawns.. i'm sleepy*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114416773548565211?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114416773548565211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114416773548565211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114416773548565211' title='wonder how my 4 babies are doing...'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114408375917282489</id><published>2006-04-04T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T01:02:39.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apologies</title><content type='html'>Sorry everyone for the anger in the last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. yeah... i really don't like people adding&lt;br /&gt;salt to my wound when my luck's really&lt;br /&gt;down on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My luck's been really really down on me.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since idol was over.. all the luck has&lt;br /&gt;seemed to go away. it's like, things have&lt;br /&gt;been going too well for me until now its&lt;br /&gt;time that all my luck has been used up..&lt;br /&gt;Ray! Help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... i apologise for being short-tempered&lt;br /&gt;and moody... And i hope no one is too&lt;br /&gt;afraid of me.. because you all know that&lt;br /&gt;I'm seldom like this right? hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;self-denial ~ Yup... so I shall say sorry&lt;br /&gt;here if I've offended anyone but that&lt;br /&gt;does not mean that you all can try to&lt;br /&gt;cross the limits and piss me off more.&lt;br /&gt;Because there IS a limit to my patience&lt;br /&gt;and I've sworn not to be so kind and&lt;br /&gt;so soft hearted and I shall think more&lt;br /&gt;for myself and not always give in to&lt;br /&gt;others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that does not mean that I'm&lt;br /&gt;okay with people who are insensitive&lt;br /&gt;and unfeeling. Because I'm just a&lt;br /&gt;person who can't take insensitive&lt;br /&gt;people and their comments.. sorry,&lt;br /&gt;i've been brought up in such an&lt;br /&gt;environment and I just cant,&lt;br /&gt;absolutely can't take mechanical&lt;br /&gt;people and scientific people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sooo sorry ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks krys, for being&lt;br /&gt;sensitive and feeling enough to&lt;br /&gt;sacrifice for me... Big HUG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114408375917282489?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114408375917282489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114408375917282489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114408375917282489' title='apologies'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114381182799259962</id><published>2006-03-31T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T21:30:28.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just get a life</title><content type='html'>here's a warning to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are not a generation above me.&lt;br /&gt;if you are about the same age as me.&lt;br /&gt;if you don't know what you are doing.&lt;br /&gt;and if you dont have my respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't come and lecture me.&lt;br /&gt;because i hate people to lecture me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not going to listen to what you&lt;br /&gt;consider advice because to me.&lt;br /&gt;that is just utter rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open your eyes wide and wake up.&lt;br /&gt;what i need here is not lecturing okay.&lt;br /&gt;if you cant offer anything better&lt;br /&gt;then just jolly well shut your trap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate people who just talk alot and&lt;br /&gt;lecture you all the way.&lt;br /&gt;get a life man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114381182799259962?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114381182799259962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114381182799259962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114381182799259962' title='just get a life'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114374682859038017</id><published>2006-03-31T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T03:27:08.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank u</title><content type='html'>i was feeling so down.&lt;br /&gt;and just so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past week has just been taxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting in my bed.&lt;br /&gt;after a day of ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;i laid back and let the noise of the day&lt;br /&gt;just be blown into a portal known as&lt;br /&gt;my memory box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then somehow.&lt;br /&gt;u seemed to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the phone lit up with a message.&lt;br /&gt;and i turned to look.&lt;br /&gt;4 simple words.&lt;br /&gt;just a little care.&lt;br /&gt;but it did wonders for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will never forget&lt;br /&gt;how you brought a smile to me&lt;br /&gt;on a night like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114374682859038017?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114374682859038017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114374682859038017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114374682859038017' title='thank u'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114374382621363801</id><published>2006-03-31T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T02:37:06.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Von's bdae</title><content type='html'>Moving away from Idol for a while, it's time&lt;br /&gt;to blog about other things.. lest I become more&lt;br /&gt;stressed and tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a.. weird day.&lt;br /&gt;It started out as a pretty moody day.&lt;br /&gt;Reason?&lt;br /&gt;Well.... stress and worried about our concept,&lt;br /&gt;and whether our pitching later on in the day&lt;br /&gt;would be successful. I was really worried that&lt;br /&gt;we would get feedback like: Oh! this is too&lt;br /&gt;big-budgeted and is over ambitious, scrape it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. and it didn't help to douse the flames of&lt;br /&gt;stress when "my boss" called me back to work&lt;br /&gt;for idol... That's because it would mean I would&lt;br /&gt;have to sacrifice my group for idol... I would&lt;br /&gt;definately not "pang seh" my group of course,&lt;br /&gt;but i was thinking through by myself, on whether&lt;br /&gt;I would, or more importantly, my group would be&lt;br /&gt;able to cope with me not around on 4- 6th April.&lt;br /&gt;Well, "boss" said he'll call me back at 4pm.. so he&lt;br /&gt;gave me time to consider.. and also, I had to wait&lt;br /&gt;for the results of our pitch before i could make a&lt;br /&gt;decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... i found out i have such a soft heart... that's&lt;br /&gt;not really good ~ almost 1 week's of frustration&lt;br /&gt;and anger and sourness was completely washed&lt;br /&gt;away with just one smile. Sigh... Joanne, what's&lt;br /&gt;wrong with you? Can you have a backbone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we succeeded on making Von cry ! haha~&lt;br /&gt;I knew she would... Von, we'll always love u,&lt;br /&gt;and you deserve everything we did for you&lt;br /&gt;today, You're worth it ! It's Mabeline~&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... Hope you like the cake and the&lt;br /&gt;notes we wrote for you... Actually, I know&lt;br /&gt;YOU DO... but... hehe.. oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly i remember that uncle who sort&lt;br /&gt;of scolded me for holding the arcade gun and&lt;br /&gt;pointing it at aisya... Haha.. feel dumb and&lt;br /&gt;so embarrassed... That uncle is such a big&lt;br /&gt;spoilsport... Come on man, this is the 21st&lt;br /&gt;century okay, don't live by rules and be so&lt;br /&gt;rigid... old men are not supposed to be so&lt;br /&gt;boring....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had steamboat again ! To celebrate&lt;br /&gt;Von's birthday and also our great results !&lt;br /&gt;I loved what Zonghui said ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: actually they're darn smart lor.. lose $&lt;br /&gt;from you through food, but earn back alot&lt;br /&gt;from you by selling their drinks at such an&lt;br /&gt;expensive price!&lt;br /&gt;zonghui: I even smarter! I don't buy from&lt;br /&gt;them!&lt;br /&gt;me: but then they make their food so heaty&lt;br /&gt;till you have no choice but to buy from them!&lt;br /&gt;zonghui: But i smart, I don't come back!&lt;br /&gt;me: but you did !&lt;br /&gt;zonghui: *smiling sheepishly* er.. no no no..&lt;br /&gt;this one is cos i give them a second chance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like.. What the???! Haha... zonghui is really&lt;br /&gt;super funny... Kept making fun of me with&lt;br /&gt;the prawns and the holes and the god knows&lt;br /&gt;what else... Reminds me of alvin.. the big fat&lt;br /&gt;bully.... And Ah Kong also maligned me many&lt;br /&gt;times about what Half of ice cream, which&lt;br /&gt;became Hump... Dirty boys maligning a girl&lt;br /&gt;who is less dirty than you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooked lots of food with aisya and she ate&lt;br /&gt;till she was so full.. so was poor eric... but..&lt;br /&gt;after inlfuence from "boss", eating doesn't&lt;br /&gt;seem to be a problem anymore.. I eat alot..&lt;br /&gt;And I peeled so many prawns for pammy!&lt;br /&gt;Because i lost the bet to her that i wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;get an A or AD for intro to film... Well...&lt;br /&gt;I still owe doctor V his Be with Me dvd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to esplanade because von's wish is&lt;br /&gt;to spend her birthday by the river~ But&lt;br /&gt;it was way to hot tonight... no breeze at all~&lt;br /&gt;goodness~ really killed the atmosphere at&lt;br /&gt;once. But, hey, you're talking about the 2&lt;br /&gt;durians , what else can I complain about?&lt;br /&gt;It's just one of my favourite places where&lt;br /&gt;it's just so peaceful. As in, Inner peace...&lt;br /&gt;not physically...  Fel will understand&lt;br /&gt;exactly what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i've been recruited into ant's band!&lt;br /&gt;to.. play "anything with 3 valves ~"&lt;br /&gt;yay.. be it a trumpet, cornet, baritone,&lt;br /&gt;euphonium, E flat horn~" i think that's&lt;br /&gt;all i can handle... I really want to try out&lt;br /&gt;the violin at your house aisya! and i wanna&lt;br /&gt;learn how to play the sax! But that's ...far...&lt;br /&gt;I miss band so much ! I guess Mr Yea was&lt;br /&gt;so right about his prediction that i'll&lt;br /&gt;remember nothing about primary school&lt;br /&gt;days except for my band practices and&lt;br /&gt;performances and competitions...I've come&lt;br /&gt;to look at it as One of the greatest lessons&lt;br /&gt;and experiences in my life... it has influenced&lt;br /&gt;me so much in the way i see life and feel life,&lt;br /&gt;unknowingly it has moulded me into the way&lt;br /&gt;i am today~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we took lots of funny photos with&lt;br /&gt;weird poses, and cool shots for our band&lt;br /&gt;promotion covers.... And i learnt  a new&lt;br /&gt;word today! Aisya taught it to me.. it's a&lt;br /&gt;genre of music in which is played by mostly&lt;br /&gt;brass instruments.. Ooops.. aisya, I've&lt;br /&gt;forgotten it! Geezz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no~&lt;br /&gt;After my hearing is almost as good as Doc V.&lt;br /&gt;Now My memory is almost as good as his.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114374382621363801?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114374382621363801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114374382621363801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114374382621363801' title='Von&apos;s bdae'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114317554648310360</id><published>2006-03-24T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T01:37:49.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>continuation of day 2 , 17th March, Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Continue - Day 2 , 17th March 2006 Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after taking a photo with dick,&lt;br /&gt;we settled down to some "serious" talking.&lt;br /&gt;It was really sweet cos he was the one who&lt;br /&gt;initiated the conversation. That's what I&lt;br /&gt;really like about him. And it was kind of&lt;br /&gt;cute too, cos, it didnt really seem like a&lt;br /&gt;conversation either. We were kind of&lt;br /&gt;lazing around and mumbling to each other.&lt;br /&gt;He was lying in his chair, just looking straight&lt;br /&gt;in front of him, kind of dazed out. And i was&lt;br /&gt;sitting on the handle of his chair, also just&lt;br /&gt;looking blankly straight ahead. To make things&lt;br /&gt;more easy to understand, you could say that&lt;br /&gt;the two of us were kind of sian-ing there together.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm sure the mood we shared was : Hai, it's&lt;br /&gt;going to be one long day ahead... Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I shall not reveal what we said here since&lt;br /&gt;it's my own special memories with him. But,&lt;br /&gt;we have a "32 years minus 6 days" age gap,&lt;br /&gt;( he's born on the 24th of August )  so you can&lt;br /&gt;imagine what we will talk about... Ya?Hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i shall share with you a conversation between&lt;br /&gt;us and flo since she joined in on our conversation&lt;br /&gt;sometime later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dick: hmm... i wonder if my yakun toast is here&lt;br /&gt;already...&lt;br /&gt;me: you've ordered it already? or u want me to&lt;br /&gt;get one for you?&lt;br /&gt;dick: oh no.. i .. i .. i asked for it already.. someone&lt;br /&gt;is getting it for me already.. erm.. i.. i forgot her name la.&lt;br /&gt;me: so that person is getting it for you already la, who&lt;br /&gt;is she? you remember what she looks like?&lt;br /&gt;dick: erm.. aiyah! i forgot her name la~ she's .. she's..&lt;br /&gt;me: is she the one who bought you your rojak yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;dick: oh, no no... the one who bought me my rojak is daphne,&lt;br /&gt;... right?&lt;br /&gt;me: yah, that's daphne.. so it's not daphne la?&lt;br /&gt;dick: no no... not daphne...&lt;br /&gt;me: then.. what does she look like?&lt;br /&gt;dick: what does she look like ar??&lt;br /&gt;flo: *suddenly comes into conversation* yah, u describe&lt;br /&gt;to us what she looks like then we'll think of who she might be.&lt;br /&gt;dick: erm.. she.. she was wearing a black t-shirt...*thinking*&lt;br /&gt;me and flo: *leaning forward and waiting, nodding to give him&lt;br /&gt;encouragement*&lt;br /&gt;dick: with .. with a ... spore idol logo ... *still thinkin* ... and..&lt;br /&gt;me and flo: *look at each other with the -__-!! look on our faces.&lt;br /&gt;me: dick.... everyone~ is wearing a black tee shirt with a&lt;br /&gt;spore idol logo on it !&lt;br /&gt;flo: *turns sacarstic* Yah dick, that's VERY useful you know..&lt;br /&gt;dick: no .. *still innocent* i saw that there's a white one also,&lt;br /&gt;and also a pink version...&lt;br /&gt;flo: well MOST of them are in black ones...&lt;br /&gt;dick: *quiet... still has the lost look on his face*&lt;br /&gt;me: *decides to help poor dick* so, it's a girl la...&lt;br /&gt;dick: yah yah.. it's a girl..&lt;br /&gt;me: does she wear specks?&lt;br /&gt;dick: no no ~ *quite sure*&lt;br /&gt;me: the size? * motioning with my arms* , is she abit&lt;br /&gt;plump? skinny?&lt;br /&gt;dick: erm... abit .. abit plump.. just abit only la.. not&lt;br /&gt;very.. yah..&lt;br /&gt;me: hmm.. i'll go out and see if i can get it for you&lt;br /&gt;la... i THINK i have a slight idea of who you're&lt;br /&gt;talking about...&lt;br /&gt;dick: erm.. okay ! *nods nods* yah thanks, abit&lt;br /&gt;plump one la, then .. no specks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... what do you think?Can you imagine working&lt;br /&gt;with them for 5 days straight? They're not fussy&lt;br /&gt;nor proud, but.. you have to really adjust to&lt;br /&gt;suit their habits and their characteristics... each&lt;br /&gt;of them is very different and it's really alot about&lt;br /&gt;tempo and keeping an eye on them... Each of them&lt;br /&gt;like to have their foods at different times, and their&lt;br /&gt;drinks also, different ways of drinking too. Like in&lt;br /&gt;the morning, ja will want to drink half her cup of&lt;br /&gt;water, before moving in on the coffee. Then if she&lt;br /&gt;tells you she doesnt want biscuits in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt mean she doesnt eat biscuits, cos in the&lt;br /&gt;afternoon she'll crave for them when the morning&lt;br /&gt;dry-mouth thing is over. So, yah... They are all&lt;br /&gt;really really very different from one another...&lt;br /&gt;And they go disappearing everywhere at all sorts&lt;br /&gt;of times... It really relies on alot of heart and&lt;br /&gt;memory and adjustment in order to work with&lt;br /&gt;them properly. But it has been a dream come&lt;br /&gt;true working with them la.. what more can i ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, where was i? Oh yes, the yakun toast.&lt;br /&gt;I went out to look for dick's toast and found it&lt;br /&gt;with daphne, together she gave me ken's coffee.&lt;br /&gt;So i went back into the room and went to place&lt;br /&gt;ken's coffee at his seat 1st, before hiding dick's&lt;br /&gt;yakun toast behind my back and walking over&lt;br /&gt;to his seat. The he gave the " So How? " kind of&lt;br /&gt;look and i tata! revealed his breakfast from&lt;br /&gt;behind my back. Hehe.. then he "yay! thanks!&lt;br /&gt;ooh.. i'm so hungry ~" and enthusiastically&lt;br /&gt;took the bag from me and peered into it..&lt;br /&gt;Very cute right? Like a little boy ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, then it was time to start work so I went&lt;br /&gt;to get ken back from the carpark and so we&lt;br /&gt;began another long day's of singing. As usual,&lt;br /&gt;yaohan was munching away and steven was&lt;br /&gt;a bundle of nerves, and he still had to fend off&lt;br /&gt;ken's suaning of him and the constant meaningless&lt;br /&gt;bickering... Let me give you an insight on ken's&lt;br /&gt;relationship with steven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steven: eh all of you all remember to turn off your&lt;br /&gt;handphones okay, cos it will interfere with the sound.&lt;br /&gt;ken: i tell you, your's is worse k, your's is right beside&lt;br /&gt;the monitor ! do you know that there is a higher radiation?&lt;br /&gt;steven: mine is already off, i turned it off.&lt;br /&gt;ken: but do you know that there will still be radiation if&lt;br /&gt;someone calls you or sends you a message?&lt;br /&gt;steven: how can there be radiation? it's off!&lt;br /&gt;ken: there will be radiation okay. Steven you don't believe&lt;br /&gt;me. I tell you.. *nag Nag Nag*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiyoh! Ken is really naggy and the two of them will&lt;br /&gt;just go on and on and on ~ Now i think i have a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went through a long morning of singing. Nothing spectacular&lt;br /&gt;but the contestants did much better than those from Day 1.&lt;br /&gt;We had the interesting guy who sang " I want it that way" by&lt;br /&gt;BSB with the extremely gross actions and horrifying singing.&lt;br /&gt;Dick didn't doze off and slam his head on the table again, but&lt;br /&gt;he just looked on with a " i cant believe i'm sitting here listening&lt;br /&gt;to this crap" expression on his face. Ken's eyeballs should have&lt;br /&gt;felt real tired, after all that peering over at the contestant.&lt;br /&gt;Spent many long hours together, and finally we breaked for&lt;br /&gt;lunch~ what a relief !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, Ja returned pretty early to the room. I had quite&lt;br /&gt;a good talk with her cos the rest were not back yet. Sat in&lt;br /&gt;flo's chair cos dick's chair is way to far from ja's. Talked about&lt;br /&gt;Koh Boon Pin and primary 1 kids dismissal times. She asked&lt;br /&gt;lots about school syllabus and projects. It was really nice and&lt;br /&gt;cool. She's usually very guarded but I found out she's pretty&lt;br /&gt;nice, contary to what most think of her. I guess we can't&lt;br /&gt;judge a person unless we really know her or him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, dick came back soon after so i found myself sitting in&lt;br /&gt;between the 2 of them. Pretty cool right? But dick, as usual,&lt;br /&gt;was busy discussing something on the phone so well...&lt;br /&gt;just continued chatting with ja till flo came back and i had&lt;br /&gt;to evacuate my seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were on to another afternoon's&lt;br /&gt;auditions. Can't remember anything special, but just&lt;br /&gt;the routine of pulling ken back from the carpark and&lt;br /&gt;digging through the biscuit tin with dick so that he&lt;br /&gt;got his lemon cream and sultana, and ja , her wafers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and taking over suryani's job for some time&lt;br /&gt;since he had to go to the mosque for friday's prayers.&lt;br /&gt;It was definately n0t easy at all handling two jobs at&lt;br /&gt;the same time. Because the control room is so noisy,&lt;br /&gt;filled with laughing all the time, while the audtion&lt;br /&gt;room is filled with constant jabbering of the judges&lt;br /&gt;and steven. And i had to listen and coordinate&lt;br /&gt;between the both of them. And as you all know,&lt;br /&gt;my hearing is almost as good as Doctor V's. And I&lt;br /&gt;couldnt differentiate Alvin's ( the director in the&lt;br /&gt;control room giving the commands ) voice amongst&lt;br /&gt;god knows how many of them there are in the&lt;br /&gt;control room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when i first started, i said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: alvin, are you all ready?&lt;br /&gt;judges and steven: YES! READY~&lt;br /&gt;me: Wait wait, I'm talking to the guys in the control&lt;br /&gt;room , not you all. Hold on...&lt;br /&gt;judges and steven: oh oh.. okay okay..&lt;br /&gt;me: Alvin, are you all ready yet?&lt;br /&gt;control room: *lots of noise*&lt;br /&gt;audition room: *4 of them joking around with steven*&lt;br /&gt;me: joanne to alvin, are you guys ready yet?!!&lt;br /&gt;judges and steven: YEAH! we're Ready !!!!&lt;br /&gt;me: *ARGH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i've to really thank the 4 of them and steven&lt;br /&gt;for their understanding. They were really patient&lt;br /&gt;and nice to me la... Didnt hurry me or get angry&lt;br /&gt;with me. That's why i have to say that the judges&lt;br /&gt;are not big shots with attitude problems and a&lt;br /&gt;stuck up character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was also during suryani's abscence that i&lt;br /&gt;got myself a "dear"... this is the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: alvin, can you tell me when you're ready&lt;br /&gt;so that i can send the next contestant in?&lt;br /&gt;alvin: yah, can can.&lt;br /&gt;me: okay , thanks dear.&lt;br /&gt;entire control room: Woah~ thanks DEAR~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O my gosh, what's wrong with saying DEAR?!&lt;br /&gt;We were both teased like crazy by everyone in&lt;br /&gt;the control room just because i naturally said&lt;br /&gt;thanks dear to him over the walkie-talkie.&lt;br /&gt;Goodness! And sometime in the afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;Alvin came over to the audition room and&lt;br /&gt;found out who i was. Gave me some funny&lt;br /&gt;looks and from then onwards, started bullying&lt;br /&gt;me all the way~~~~~~~~ Using every chance&lt;br /&gt;possible to bully me ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rushed through 125 of them because dick had to get&lt;br /&gt;dressed by 7 sharp for a performance at 7.30pm. We&lt;br /&gt;miraculously managed to clear all 125 before 7pm !&lt;br /&gt;Magic ! Handed in the results slip and popped him&lt;br /&gt;a Good Show wish as we collided at the back door of&lt;br /&gt;the audition room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleared the remaining errands in the audition room&lt;br /&gt;before Jenn and steven decided on "same time tomorrow"&lt;br /&gt;for the 4 of them. Flo , ja and ken were packing their&lt;br /&gt;bags so they got the message. So as expected, I was&lt;br /&gt;sent to let dick know about the time to arrive the next&lt;br /&gt;day. Rushed out of the room to trace his footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;Uncle security was fast enough to point out to me a&lt;br /&gt;man in blue, walking away with an orange backpack.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for dick outside the logistics room as he changed&lt;br /&gt;to his suit. After waiting for quite some time, decided to&lt;br /&gt;just go in and tell him about the matter since he would&lt;br /&gt;not be done so fast.  And besides I was rushing off to&lt;br /&gt;my father's birthday dinner. So I couldnt possibly wait&lt;br /&gt;all the way for him. Never thought that I would see&lt;br /&gt;him button up his white shirt and struggle to balance&lt;br /&gt;on 1 foot as he put on his black leather shoes. haha!!&lt;br /&gt;Really funny and extremely adorable !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Yup! that's all for Day 2 !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114317554648310360?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114317554648310360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114317554648310360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114317554648310360' title='continuation of day 2 , 17th March, Friday'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114301401976255084</id><published>2006-03-22T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T01:04:53.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 - 17th March 2006 , Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2 - 17th March 2006 , Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day of idol ! Early in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;went there and realised that someone was&lt;br /&gt;not there that morning. Sleeping at home I guess.&lt;br /&gt;But the thought that he would be recovering&lt;br /&gt;at home made me rest assured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filzah messaged me to tell me that she would&lt;br /&gt;be late, so I automatically did door first. If I&lt;br /&gt;don't remember wrongly, ken was the earliest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat down to chit chat with Krys and the rest&lt;br /&gt;as we waited for the day to start. Then, dick&lt;br /&gt;arrived in a turqoise shirt with eagles wings&lt;br /&gt;on it. Actually come to think of it, most of his&lt;br /&gt;shirts will be liked by Krys, right ?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he looked really nice and refreshing&lt;br /&gt;in that blue top. And yes, finally there was&lt;br /&gt;the Blow Me Away feeling. But he still looks&lt;br /&gt;funny with that orange backpack. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the logistics room to get.. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember what... but I remember&lt;br /&gt;I went in and saw dick seating there munching&lt;br /&gt;on a curry puff or chicken pie or something&lt;br /&gt;along that line, while talking to Daphne.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, jacintha was busy seated quietly&lt;br /&gt;having her makeup and hair done up.&lt;br /&gt;Ken was having some discussion with jennifer&lt;br /&gt;i think. Well. I have vague memories of such&lt;br /&gt;things. But no, there was no eye contact with dick&lt;br /&gt;at all in the logistics room that morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to wait and soon i saw florence walking&lt;br /&gt;around carrying quite alot of things. I assumed&lt;br /&gt;she was looking for the logistics room so i went up&lt;br /&gt;to her and asked her if she was looking for the rest&lt;br /&gt;of them. Then she told me , " No my dear, I'm already&lt;br /&gt;all dolled up! You mean I dont look nice and ready?"&lt;br /&gt;Then she looked so shocked and was partially laughing&lt;br /&gt;at my sillyness and i immediately realised the big mistake&lt;br /&gt;I had made and I apologised to her like crazy...  Telling&lt;br /&gt;her, " I'm so sorry!! I haven't really woken up!" Then&lt;br /&gt;she immediately put her arm around me and started&lt;br /&gt;smiling and laughing, still joking with me about my&lt;br /&gt;sillyness. She's really nice and motherly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was filling up their cups when Jacintha walked&lt;br /&gt;in, and Qwen knocked the table,&lt;br /&gt;causing the water to overflow from their cups.&lt;br /&gt;So he hurriedly tidied up the spilt water with tissue.&lt;br /&gt;Then I was telling Qwen that " we should have a&lt;br /&gt;cloth around here or something. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as she settled down into her chair,&lt;br /&gt;jacintha asked me pretty casually&lt;br /&gt;, " Sorry, what were you saying?"&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty surprised that she would ask that&lt;br /&gt;because I thought stars kind of like, only care&lt;br /&gt;about themselves and don't treat you like you&lt;br /&gt;exist. But jacintha actually did, and in fact she&lt;br /&gt;even felt that what you said was important.&lt;br /&gt;That immediately changed my impression of&lt;br /&gt;her as someone who is very fierce and haughty.&lt;br /&gt;So I repeated myself and told her , " Oh, I said&lt;br /&gt;I think we should have a cloth or something&lt;br /&gt;around here. " Then she said in quite a blur&lt;br /&gt;and I haven't woken up tone " Why do we&lt;br /&gt;need a cloth around here?" So I told her , "&lt;br /&gt;Cos you guys keep spilling the stuff around,&lt;br /&gt;like the water and all." Then i realised that&lt;br /&gt;sounded kind of mean, but oh well... I didnt&lt;br /&gt;mean it in a blame them kind of way and she&lt;br /&gt;wasnt in the least bit angry, she was still&lt;br /&gt;quite blur and just, " Oh i see... " -ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only florence and jacintha were in the room,&lt;br /&gt;together with the cameramen setting up their&lt;br /&gt;equipment. So i seized the opportunity before&lt;br /&gt;dick and ken, and steven and jennifer came,&lt;br /&gt;to go to von and get her handphone from her&lt;br /&gt;so that i could ask florence and jacintha if i&lt;br /&gt;could have a photo with them. Thank You Von!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florence is really very nice, she's like a mother.&lt;br /&gt;After I was done with the usual stuff like making&lt;br /&gt;sure their cups were filled with water and ensuring&lt;br /&gt;that their papers and pens were on the table, I asked&lt;br /&gt;florence , " Florence, can  i have a picture with you,&lt;br /&gt;before dick and the rest come? " Then as I was halfway&lt;br /&gt;through that sentence, dick came into the room. So what&lt;br /&gt;followed that sentence was , " I mean before the rest of&lt;br /&gt;them come. " haha~ Jennifer came into the room right&lt;br /&gt;after dick so that kept dick preoccupied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And jennifer said immediately, " Next you know she'll&lt;br /&gt;want to take a photo with dick. " Then dick said , " Oh,&lt;br /&gt;I took with her yesterday already~ " He said it in a&lt;br /&gt;quite show-off tone, like " Haha, what now then take&lt;br /&gt;with me, I was already asked yesterday k ! Its just&lt;br /&gt;that you all don't know " kind of tone. Hehe.. That made&lt;br /&gt;me quite happy , like. OF COURSE. Cos  it was great to&lt;br /&gt;know he remembered me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yep! Anyway, I was in the midst of talking to florence&lt;br /&gt;so i didnt pay much attention to what was going on&lt;br /&gt;there between dick and jennifer. Anyway, florence is&lt;br /&gt;really sweet and she's so pretty. And she asked quite alot&lt;br /&gt;about Von's phone, saying things like, " Ooh, how come&lt;br /&gt;you have this furry ball thing here? " and " How are&lt;br /&gt;you going to take the picture with this getting in the&lt;br /&gt;way?" and " Oh, it's your friend's phone! i see ~" She's&lt;br /&gt;very spontaneous and was like giving me a tight embrace,&lt;br /&gt;sticking her face to mine... She's really really super nice&lt;br /&gt;and super humble and super motherly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/flo%20and%20i.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/flo%20and%20i.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's really darn nice, her husband is a lucky man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I asked jacintha, who was busy with her&lt;br /&gt;make-up. But she didnt mind at all, considering&lt;br /&gt;the fact that she was halfway done up with her&lt;br /&gt;makeup. And as before, Jacintha also asked&lt;br /&gt;about the furry ball. She asked , " Okay,&lt;br /&gt;where's your camera?" And then I showed&lt;br /&gt;her a " magic trick ", haha~ then she was like&lt;br /&gt;, " Oh ! *eyes sparkling * " haha.. Tell you&lt;br /&gt;the truth, Jacintha is actually very blur, and&lt;br /&gt;very cute. Don't be fooled by her fierce exterior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/ja%20and%20me.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/ja%20and%20me.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one thing, if you get to know the judges&lt;br /&gt;better, remember that Ja likes to see the&lt;br /&gt;photo after you've taken it. And you have to&lt;br /&gt;put it nearer to her, cos she can't see it.&lt;br /&gt;hehe... and you''ve to give her about full 5 secs&lt;br /&gt;to see it too. Hehe.. Ja is really very cute in&lt;br /&gt;real life. She's just like any ordinary blur mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tata! I took another one with dick !&lt;br /&gt;Haha... I told him i was greedy but he said&lt;br /&gt;No problem. And he even suggested taking&lt;br /&gt;one with me everyday, since " Oh no problem,&lt;br /&gt;anyway everyday i'll wear something different,&lt;br /&gt;so we can take a photo with me in different&lt;br /&gt;clothings everyday." The advantage of him being&lt;br /&gt;hiao. :) So as usual, he asked about von's phone.&lt;br /&gt;And if Ja is blur, dick is blurrer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dick : how come you have your friend's phone with&lt;br /&gt;you?&lt;br /&gt;me: oh, to take a photo with you ma&lt;br /&gt;dick: *blur*&lt;br /&gt;me: cos my phone is not a camera phone&lt;br /&gt;dick: oh.. i see...&lt;br /&gt;me: so I have to use her's&lt;br /&gt;dick: oh.. so you borrowed her phone so that you&lt;br /&gt;can take a photo with me?&lt;br /&gt;me: yup...&lt;br /&gt;dick: oh okay ! *finally understands*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dick: oh , how are you going to take a photo with&lt;br /&gt;this furry thing getting in the way?&lt;br /&gt;me: oh, just hold it back when i take the photo lor!&lt;br /&gt;dick: oh Okay Okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/betta%20dick%20and%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/betta%20dick%20and%20me.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was the room la.&lt;br /&gt;I was not awake yet, dick was not awake yet&lt;br /&gt;and ja was not awake yet.&lt;br /&gt;Only flo was energetic and all awake.&lt;br /&gt;We've concluded because Flo has special&lt;br /&gt;ginseng tea in a nice thermos flask while the&lt;br /&gt;rest of us don't. That explains the blurness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm very tired now... The sleepyness&lt;br /&gt;and havent-got-up-yet mood of that morning&lt;br /&gt;is working in on me again. And the story&lt;br /&gt;is still quite long so we're taking a break now.&lt;br /&gt;Will continue it soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114301401976255084?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114301401976255084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114301401976255084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114301401976255084' title='Day 2 - 17th March 2006 , Friday'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114292971075923676</id><published>2006-03-21T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T00:48:12.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 16th March 2006 Thursday IDOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1 - 16th March 2006, Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived there early in the morning at about 8 sharp.&lt;br /&gt;1st thing that greeted me in the morning was the sight&lt;br /&gt;of someone very sick and weakened. Sigh... what a start&lt;br /&gt;to my day. Like i wasn't already stressed up about the&lt;br /&gt;fact that I would be seeing dick that day. So poorthing~&lt;br /&gt;Hope he is much better now... Overwork la~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sad things aside, I was soo nervous about&lt;br /&gt;seeing dick for the first time ever, in person ! As&lt;br /&gt;already promised, I got to do the door cum briefer, taking&lt;br /&gt;over Dawn's job the previous time at cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you have forgotten, this is Dawn, my da jie.&lt;br /&gt;together with Da Ge Pua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/DSCN0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/DSCN0037.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to alternate with Filz so we decided on&lt;br /&gt;me doing the morning shift and her taking over in the&lt;br /&gt;afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, the security guard whom I had&lt;br /&gt;befriended the last time on 19th Feb at&lt;br /&gt;Toa Payoh came again... And we made a pact&lt;br /&gt;that he would walkie-talkie me to tell me when&lt;br /&gt;dick arrives since he was in charge of the security&lt;br /&gt;of the glass door and the carpark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I tried to stay calm, talking with Krys, Von,&lt;br /&gt;Filz and Pam, while standing in the middle of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;Iggy suddenly approached from afar and I called over&lt;br /&gt;to Krys, telling her that " her good friend was here"&lt;br /&gt;Then she had this HUH kind of look on her face,&lt;br /&gt;like , " who's my good friend? " And she said it&lt;br /&gt;right in front of Iggy too ! haha.. Sotong~&lt;br /&gt;Then i told her " If my good friend comes again today,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to kill him "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/Picture%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/Picture%20011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krys and her good friend Iggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough, not very much later, gimz came.&lt;br /&gt;"JOANNEEED" me as usual and I ignored him.&lt;br /&gt;Then he remembered why and suddenly launched&lt;br /&gt;into a series of denial and excuses saying " You didnt&lt;br /&gt;leave me your number, how can i send you? " Then&lt;br /&gt;we bickered all the way again... Von was trying to help&lt;br /&gt;stop the arguing by offering to take another photo for&lt;br /&gt;us on her phone, but i just decided not to, cos I couldnt&lt;br /&gt;make myself smile at all. I was really irritated with him.&lt;br /&gt;So gimz decided to cheer me up with his MOST sincere&lt;br /&gt;smile. Ya right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/ghims%20MOST%20sincere%20smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/ghims%20MOST%20sincere%20smile.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a jerk isn't he ? Hahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... paced up and down and up and down,&lt;br /&gt;nervously waiting for dick to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;JUST when i told Krys that , " Jacintha's real&lt;br /&gt;fierce. " , she walked in. I nearly died. Luckily&lt;br /&gt;I didnt say that too loudly. Then suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;Gimz and Jennifer called me to go into the&lt;br /&gt;audition room to settle some stuff so I went in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I came out, krys, von, pam and&lt;br /&gt;filz were screaming at me " Joanne!! U take&lt;br /&gt;so long to come out. He went off already! "&lt;br /&gt;At that moment all I could think of was&lt;br /&gt;" who went off already ? " And when mr&lt;br /&gt;security uncle came pacing towards me with&lt;br /&gt;his hands gesturing up and down frantically,&lt;br /&gt;i knew that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimz had just ruined my long-awaited encounter of&lt;br /&gt;seeing dick lee come in through the door and blow&lt;br /&gt;me away.  GImZ!!!!!! * strangles gimz *&lt;br /&gt;I really didnt know whether to cry at my misfortune&lt;br /&gt;or laugh at the fact that my best friend never fails to&lt;br /&gt;be the one who will do the worst thing to me at the&lt;br /&gt;most appropriate times of all.  And Gimz knew&lt;br /&gt;just how to piss me off more by saying" Bye HO ANNE,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the judges room~ "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*breathes in and out*&lt;br /&gt;Even remembering this brings back that feeling of&lt;br /&gt;drowning in a deep pit of quick sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so that was it. The moment that I had been waiting&lt;br /&gt;for was gone. Tough luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got ready and all. Went through a state of panice to get&lt;br /&gt;the Channel 5 cups for the 4 judges. Green paper.&lt;br /&gt;Golden tickets. I can't remember what else.&lt;br /&gt;It was just messy and panicky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i finally walked out again to await the arrival of&lt;br /&gt;the man whom i was there for. Then my security&lt;br /&gt;uncles told me, " There... Ni xiang kan dao de ren lai le,&lt;br /&gt;kai xin ma? " ( the person whom you're dying to see is&lt;br /&gt;here, can you feel your heart lifting up? ) Then I was like,&lt;br /&gt;" where? " In the distance I could see 2 ladies, whom I&lt;br /&gt;recognised immediately as Florence and Jacintha.&lt;br /&gt;In between them was a man. In black. Not very&lt;br /&gt;eye-catching. But as the man approached nearer and&lt;br /&gt;nearer, with his voice becoming more and more audible,&lt;br /&gt;I knew it was dick. And as he walked nearer and nearer,&lt;br /&gt;he became more and more handsome, and more and more&lt;br /&gt;charming, and more and more cute. Oh My Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Anyway... I was so nervous. And i had to guide them&lt;br /&gt;to the room anyway, since i'm working in the audition room&lt;br /&gt;with them. I overheard dick saying , " I feel like an aunty,&lt;br /&gt;carrying so many things " It was kind of funny cos he was&lt;br /&gt;really carrying quite alot of things. If I'm not wrong, that&lt;br /&gt;would include his orange backpack, white coat, umbrella,&lt;br /&gt;plastic bag of food and god knows what inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that, I seriously cant seem to remember the&lt;br /&gt;exact details of what happened. But I'll probably remember&lt;br /&gt;the bits and pieces as I go through the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's fast foward to lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the 4 judges left the room and dick put on his white&lt;br /&gt;coat. So handsome mannx. I was really lost for words.&lt;br /&gt;And then von kept pushing me towards him. I think he&lt;br /&gt;realised and felt it cos he turned back to see. But I quickly&lt;br /&gt;turned to look at von so as to avoid the awkwardness.&lt;br /&gt;Then von asked dick for a photo and i offered to take it&lt;br /&gt;for them. I must have been crazy !! I can't remember what&lt;br /&gt;was going on in my mind. I just remember I kept thinking:&lt;br /&gt;He's so shuai and he looks darn good in this white coat. And,&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/von%20and%20dick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/von%20and%20dick.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is von and dick.&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt he look just great? And the photo is&lt;br /&gt;taken so well too ! Considering the emotional&lt;br /&gt;state i went through when I took this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really was so shy and nervous I&lt;br /&gt;didnt ask him to take one with me. Don't&lt;br /&gt;ask me why. I also can't explain. I just....&lt;br /&gt;I dunno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had lunch and yes I whined all the way.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well.... Von promised to help me get&lt;br /&gt;a photo with dick after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i want to stress that I didnt stalk dick at&lt;br /&gt;the toilet. I just paced up and down and kept&lt;br /&gt;looking back to ensure he would come out.&lt;br /&gt;And so he came out and this was the result of&lt;br /&gt;the after-lunch trauma. Thank you von for&lt;br /&gt;taking the photo for me! thank you for your&lt;br /&gt;phone ! It has become an overnight celebrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/Dick%20and%20Joanne.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/Dick%20and%20Joanne.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for the remaining of the Day 1, I was&lt;br /&gt;being the briefing of the contestants so I didnt&lt;br /&gt;get to be in the room. I don't really remember&lt;br /&gt;much about Day 1 at all actually. Maybe because&lt;br /&gt;I only got to know them better as the days went&lt;br /&gt;by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really feel like talking about Day 1&lt;br /&gt;so I'll end off with a pic with ken here.&lt;br /&gt;Since it was the last thing i took on Day 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/ken%20and%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/ken%20and%20me.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken is smiling. HAHA! It's a miracle....&lt;br /&gt;This is the Ken who I know on Day 1.&lt;br /&gt;Stay on to find out more about the Real Ken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Continuation ~&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oops.. I've forgotten to add this in Day 1.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder I feel that it can't be that&lt;br /&gt;nothing special happened on Day 1.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there was something and NOW&lt;br /&gt;i remember it. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who filled the channel 5 cups up&lt;br /&gt;because it is way too full and the judges knock&lt;br /&gt;into the table quite often because the table is&lt;br /&gt;much lower as compared to last season. So,&lt;br /&gt;when dick sat down and stood up, he knocked&lt;br /&gt;into the table and the water from his cup&lt;br /&gt;Whooosed out onto the black-surfaced table.&lt;br /&gt;So I had to clean up the "mess" with tissue.&lt;br /&gt;And i swear i threw away the piece of tissue okay!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some time in the afternoon I also remember&lt;br /&gt;that i offered to transfer the tea from the yakun&lt;br /&gt;styrofoam cup into the channel 5 cup for dick.&lt;br /&gt;then he was nodding and i think he said , " oh!&lt;br /&gt;That's a good idea, thanks ! " So i took his cup&lt;br /&gt;filled with water , together with Florence's cup&lt;br /&gt;since she said , " Oh, mine too mine too!" and&lt;br /&gt;went to the washroom to pour away the water.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, since I was pretty thirsty and&lt;br /&gt;since its-in-front-of-you-might-as-well, so...&lt;br /&gt;yah. I drank some water from his cup.&lt;br /&gt;Okay... You all must be saying that I'm nuts.&lt;br /&gt;Well.... okay , I admit that I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went back to the room and filled the cups&lt;br /&gt;up with tea. I motioned dick the " You want&lt;br /&gt;this right? " as i lowered the styrofoam cup to&lt;br /&gt;show him the ligher colored tea and he was&lt;br /&gt;busy talking on the phone so he was like,&lt;br /&gt;motioning me back with his eyes opening&lt;br /&gt;wider and nodding. So I served tea to dick&lt;br /&gt;on day 1. Okay. That sounds so lame.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;florence&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; told me to finish up the&lt;br /&gt;remaining that was not poured into the channel&lt;br /&gt;5 cup. So in other words you can say that&lt;br /&gt;i drank from his cup and i drank from his cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I am lame.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Yah. That's what happened to me&lt;br /&gt;on my journey with dick lee on Day 1.&lt;br /&gt;I better stop before I am being labelled as&lt;br /&gt;Crazy. And no. I did not lick the cup.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114292971075923676?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114292971075923676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114292971075923676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114292971075923676' title='Day 1 16th March 2006 Thursday IDOL'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114292605294164029</id><published>2006-03-21T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T15:27:32.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>intro to idol timeline</title><content type='html'>Well, after the extremely long list of 100 things&lt;br /&gt;which i miss badly from Idol, i think it's time to&lt;br /&gt;sit back and recap everything little thing that&lt;br /&gt;has happened during the past 5 days of my&lt;br /&gt;Idol experience... Actually there's so much&lt;br /&gt;and I can't remember it all, because it seems&lt;br /&gt;like a dream floating by. But i will try my best&lt;br /&gt;not to mix up the days and give an interesting&lt;br /&gt;timeline of idol, day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114292605294164029?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114292605294164029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114292605294164029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114292605294164029' title='intro to idol timeline'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114286346901751213</id><published>2006-03-20T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T23:37:01.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 things i miss bout idol</title><content type='html'>SOB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My singapore idol days are over!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe the past 5 days are just gone like this...&lt;br /&gt;So fast !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything about it !&lt;br /&gt;Okay, not EVERYTHING, especially not all that&lt;br /&gt;barking... but i swear i miss and love everything else&lt;br /&gt;besides that ! Even all that bad singing and bad attitude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about a list of 100 things i miss from idol !&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes ! In no particular order !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) you raise me up aka you throw me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Joanne, NEXT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Alvin ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Green paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Yellow paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Looking at dick through the slit at the left of the room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Steven's handphone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) THank You For COming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)  the constant feeling that Krys is watching me on the tv in&lt;br /&gt;her room and amusing herself with that dumb look i have on&lt;br /&gt;my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Ho ANNE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) jO ANNE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)  yaohan eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) yaohan eating again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) yaohan : wah this is damn delicious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) yaohan : you want some?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) ja : how come everytime i see you, you're always eating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) flo : yaohan, must you purposely put the food in front of&lt;br /&gt;us and keep eating, tempting us issit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) dick : where did you get that ar? how come i only have&lt;br /&gt;biscuits? Looks nice lei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) steven : yaohan ,  CAN YOU STOP EATING ANOT?!?!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) ken's pencil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) surianee? where's surianee? Surianee.. Has anyone seen&lt;br /&gt;surianee? SURIANEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Okay, relack ar... relack... *salman breathing in and out&lt;br /&gt;and tipping toe up and down*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23)  steven : okay... we're starting already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24)  5 mins pass by,&lt;br /&gt;steven : okay... we're starting already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) 10 mins pass by,&lt;br /&gt;steven : okay, we can start now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 ) 15 mins pass by,&lt;br /&gt;steven : okay ar? OkAY ! Let's start the first one!&lt;br /&gt;Come come! Quick quick ! * settles down to his chair*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 ) next min,&lt;br /&gt;steven : where's ken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28)  packet food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) krys : you know ar... edward blah blah blah~&lt;br /&gt;DAMN FARNIE LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) von : who wants to go down and buy drink with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) anyone wants my chicken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) gerrrmit's daughter's jokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) kimchi: coming out already, coming out already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) gimz typing on msn, FINGER by FINGER -&lt;br /&gt;" nat u suck "&lt;br /&gt;" joanne rox "&lt;br /&gt;" gimz too "&lt;br /&gt;* followed by hilarious chuckling *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) getting ken back from the carpark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) pulling dick out of the toilet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37)  ken's constant suan-ing of steven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) ja's wooly pullover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) showing my " crew " to the whole world&lt;br /&gt;outside the audition room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) passing result sheets and recieving them&lt;br /&gt;through the slit in the left side of the room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) tip-toeing to the back of the room to feed my&lt;br /&gt;cameraman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) heart to heart talk with ja about koh boon pin,&lt;br /&gt;school and primary 1 children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) krys' morning massage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) gerrrmit's afternoon massage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) i love brokeback boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46) tea  _ tea _  coffee _ coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47 )  fish porridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48) next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49) next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50) next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51) crying out to weng : Jiu Ming Ar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52)  3023&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53 ) 2857&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54) 1745&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55) 3527&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56 ) 1053&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57) 4862&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58 ) 2334&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59) 1177&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60) 3369&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61) 2257&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62) 3185&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63) 4759&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64) 1843&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65) 1994&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66) 1289&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67) 3850&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68) 1920&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69) ARGH!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70 ) shadow games with gerrrrmit at the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71) touchup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72) tape rolling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73) dick, your chain seng-eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74) ja, your hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75) salman : wad ja tokin?* confuse *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76) steven's secret smiles through the slit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77) cactus brand water cups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78) polar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79) But..... i will give you another chance....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80) me: alvin, can you tell me when you're&lt;br /&gt;ready everytime a contestant goes out so&lt;br /&gt;that i can bring in the next one?&lt;br /&gt;alvin: yah, can can.&lt;br /&gt;me: thanks dear.&lt;br /&gt;entire control room: WOAH~ THANKS DEAR~&lt;br /&gt;me -  * slaps my forehead *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81) pam scuttering here and there with a new bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82) pam's red shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83) ant : should I? should I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84) coke and LOTS of toilet paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85) leanna : i introduce my grandfather to you la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86) daphne walking around the room like paparazzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87) "currently"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88) dick : fish balls are just balls of fish right?&lt;br /&gt;flo, ja, ken : * faints *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89) dick : eh, you all help me decide lei, should i have&lt;br /&gt;kentucky or big mac?&lt;br /&gt;everyone: anything la, up to you what.&lt;br /&gt;dick: hmm..then i think I'll have a Happy Meal, can?&lt;br /&gt;everyone: *faints*&lt;br /&gt;jennifer: Happy Meal is for kids lei&lt;br /&gt;dick: No~I thought Happy Meal is the one with the Big Mac?&lt;br /&gt;everyone : *faints*&lt;br /&gt;me: dick wants to be young la&lt;br /&gt;dick : *confused*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90) contestant: *singing*&lt;br /&gt;suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;*handphone message sound - beep beep beep&lt;br /&gt;beep beep, BEEP BEEP BEEP!*&lt;br /&gt;steven: *cringes in the corner*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91) english version of zhui. *shock*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92) sultana/lemon cream _ marie _&lt;br /&gt;wafer _ i don't want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93) lip gloss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94) Maria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95) 16th March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96) 17th March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97) 18th March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98) 19th March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99) 20th March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100) EVERYONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114286346901751213?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114286346901751213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114286346901751213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114286346901751213' title='100 things i miss bout idol'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114243243998054255</id><published>2006-03-15T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T22:20:39.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my god ! tmr!</title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel my hands shake uncontrollably now.&lt;br /&gt;The both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its going down to my legs too.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh... I feel like jelly now...&lt;br /&gt;No not you mich, as in real jelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the exact feeling that I experienced on&lt;br /&gt;the 9th of December in 2004 before I went up&lt;br /&gt;the stage to get Andy's autograph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's the same feeling I had on the 22nd of March&lt;br /&gt;last year as I sat waiting outside Room C on Level 5&lt;br /&gt;of Blk 56 in 2005 for my interview to get into FSV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super nervous now.&lt;br /&gt;And Snow Wolf Lake is playing on my radio now.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's the right decision but it seems&lt;br /&gt;to be calming me down mentally but somehow,&lt;br /&gt;how come my hands and now... my shoulders too&lt;br /&gt;are vibrating and shaking uncontrollably??!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's Ai Shi Yong Heng playing now on the cd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly regret volunteering to work for Singapore Idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... So it's just Dick Lee....&lt;br /&gt;Just Dick Lee....&lt;br /&gt;It's only Dick Lee.&lt;br /&gt;Yes... a breathing human too.&lt;br /&gt;Just a human like everyone of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... this seems to be helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to stay normal tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I will and I know I wont faint.&lt;br /&gt;And I won't stare and stay stunned there&lt;br /&gt;with my mouth wide open.&lt;br /&gt;No I wont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not going to say anything to him.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I will not if not I may be going to look&lt;br /&gt;like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not going to be afraid of Jacintha and&lt;br /&gt;Ken too. I am not. Ken is not scary.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. He is only 10 times scarier than he looks&lt;br /&gt;on television. That's all. Not 100 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am embarrassing myself here.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I chickening out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... I'm normal.&lt;br /&gt;I am just a helper.&lt;br /&gt;Snow Wolf Lake to me is just...&lt;br /&gt;Is just... it's just really nice.&lt;br /&gt;Its NOT the best thing I ever heard in my life&lt;br /&gt;and it is not what I am crazy about.&lt;br /&gt;It is not what I love to listen to and it's not&lt;br /&gt;one of the things I can just die for.&lt;br /&gt;It's not. It's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have this feeling that Jacky will just&lt;br /&gt;kill me if he hears this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Zhui is NOT my favourite song.&lt;br /&gt;No it's not.&lt;br /&gt;It's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't love shophouses.&lt;br /&gt;I don't .&lt;br /&gt;I don't !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;I officially declare that my state of mind is not at ease.&lt;br /&gt;And that I have been lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nuts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114243243998054255?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114243243998054255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114243243998054255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114243243998054255' title='oh my god ! tmr!'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114224961239167628</id><published>2006-03-13T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T19:33:33.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Army Daze</title><content type='html'>GA, how come you are going to watch Army Daze?&lt;br /&gt;I am so envious!! I want to catch it too!! But... I&lt;br /&gt;really don't think I can make it for the last few shows.&lt;br /&gt;18 March , it'll be gone forever... Oh no~ Geez.&lt;br /&gt;It's actually Beatrice Chia and Gerald Chew that I'm&lt;br /&gt;looking out for... She's really impressive, being the&lt;br /&gt;co-director for this theatre play...*standing ovation*&lt;br /&gt;but... I guess it's too late now.&lt;br /&gt;Lack of preparation and foresight on my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I saw Jason Chan last week&lt;br /&gt;outside OUB bank! Woah! I was stunned!&lt;br /&gt;Jason's the actor who's doing more of the less-mainstream&lt;br /&gt;stuff in the local scene and he's currently acting in 9 Lives.&lt;br /&gt;You know the guy who says, " Well, I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty depressing on my side here." in the latest&lt;br /&gt;9 Lives trailer? Yeah.. the one dressed in the blue coller shirt.&lt;br /&gt;He's really quite cute in real life! Too bad I wasn't&lt;br /&gt;close enough to hear his voice, because he has&lt;br /&gt;a really unique accent. Gosh... really very cute...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114224961239167628?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114224961239167628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114224961239167628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114224961239167628' title='Army Daze'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114218327337866453</id><published>2006-03-13T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T01:07:53.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T1B3 sayonara</title><content type='html'>It scares me when I am reminded of the fact&lt;br /&gt;that I will be separating from my entire class&lt;br /&gt;coming May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past year has been such a ride. Just as&lt;br /&gt;Ronan Keating's major hit goes :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life is a rollercoaster,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You've just got to ride it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems all like a prank, when we're just&lt;br /&gt;all getting to know one another better,&lt;br /&gt;spending more time as a whole, bonding even&lt;br /&gt;closer than before, rules and regulations and&lt;br /&gt;administrative decisions come in to tear apart&lt;br /&gt;this budding closeness amongst us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But looks like I've just got to ride it....&lt;br /&gt;I'm really thankful for the bliss of getting to&lt;br /&gt;know these bunch of people in this new&lt;br /&gt;stage of my life. You all have made my&lt;br /&gt;transition from Secondary school to&lt;br /&gt;tertiary education a much easier one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One that is full of :&lt;br /&gt;childlikeness,&lt;br /&gt;joy,&lt;br /&gt;crazy memories,&lt;br /&gt;simpleness&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly&lt;br /&gt;truthfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd never expected myself to be that&lt;br /&gt;fortunate to be in this class, where&lt;br /&gt;we can all hang out together, having&lt;br /&gt;fun and being true to ourselves. As&lt;br /&gt;cliched as it may sound, I guess we're&lt;br /&gt;all qualified to be called "one big family"&lt;br /&gt;by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as we've had our ups and downs,&lt;br /&gt;quarrels, irritation, and all the other&lt;br /&gt;nooks and crannies that come along with&lt;br /&gt;teenage angst, and the oh-so-familiar&lt;br /&gt;bitching and bickering, but at the end of&lt;br /&gt;the day.... I loved it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114218327337866453?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114218327337866453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114218327337866453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114218327337866453' title='T1B3 sayonara'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114218031098541474</id><published>2006-03-13T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T00:39:13.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shang Yat Fai Lok, Mak Siu Fai</title><content type='html'>Firstly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Alan Mak!&lt;br /&gt;The man who is the cause for the turning point&lt;br /&gt;in my life. Simply because he has proven to me&lt;br /&gt;a motto that I live by everyday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 script can change the whole course of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess if it weren't for Mak Siu Fai, I wouldn't be&lt;br /&gt;where I am today, heading in a direction which I&lt;br /&gt;feel is the way to go. It's been approximately&lt;br /&gt;two years since I've met him and I miss him quite&lt;br /&gt;alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I guess envy is the word to summerise all&lt;br /&gt;I want to say about Alan Mak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because he has achieved my life goal.&lt;br /&gt;Using 1 script to impress and work side by side as&lt;br /&gt;a co-director with the man i breathe every breath for -&lt;br /&gt;andrew lau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry for the exaggeration, but I can't help myself&lt;br /&gt;when I talk about these 2 directors who have been&lt;br /&gt;such an influence in my life)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114218031098541474?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114218031098541474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114218031098541474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114218031098541474' title='Shang Yat Fai Lok, Mak Siu Fai'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114183633215308373</id><published>2006-03-09T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T00:45:32.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscars. Good night and Good Luck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/clooney%20and%20lee%20ang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/clooney%20and%20lee%20ang.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woo Hoo ! No prizes for guessing why I chose this picture to be on my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Oscars have just been over and I'm really overjoyed with the results!&lt;br /&gt;I'm really proud of Lee Ang ( Please Dont' ever call him Ang Lee, beg you)&lt;br /&gt;The Best Director Award is such a great recognition of his talents and his&lt;br /&gt;immense passion for his craft. Helming an entire cast and crew of  foreigners,&lt;br /&gt;he has really come far and he really deserves my utmost respect and&lt;br /&gt;admiration. It's such an honour to be at the Academy, being in the presence&lt;br /&gt;of so many other great and renowned geniuses and legends! I can only&lt;br /&gt;dream and fantasize of such a day.... It would take a million miracles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Clooney, he is finally not just the sexiest man alive ! Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Syriana is such a complex film and he sure does deserve his trophy!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh... and he is sooo hot, soooo charming and soooo..... manly.&lt;br /&gt;Oh My God. Really one of the fewest and rarest Caucasian men that I&lt;br /&gt;like. An actor, director and producer. How can I resist Batman who is&lt;br /&gt;now doing backstage work too??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I guess it'll be a never-ending list if I continue to discuss and rant&lt;br /&gt;about these 2 men up there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;Good Night, and Good Luck !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114183633215308373?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114183633215308373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114183633215308373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114183633215308373' title='Oscars. Good night and Good Luck!'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114131156064540971</id><published>2006-03-02T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T23:09:24.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my goddess.</title><content type='html'>I just caught Lisa Ang's interview with Maggie Cheung on CNA,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm really loving Maggie more and more each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have absolutely no idea to what extent this woman is able&lt;br /&gt;to leave me in awe everytime I see her on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;I found myself leaning forward on my sofa, eyes wide open&lt;br /&gt;and smiling to myself uncontrollably as I watched the interview.&lt;br /&gt;She's just that stunning, elegant and sophisticated.&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, though it may sound contradictory,&lt;br /&gt;it's that simple and down-to-earth charm which she exudes&lt;br /&gt;that just draws her to me. That air of nonchalance she carries&lt;br /&gt;about her is so real and just.... amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pictured myself seated in the interview room, probably&lt;br /&gt;behind the camera recording the show down for CNA.&lt;br /&gt;The thought that I could be in the same room with Maggie Cheung,&lt;br /&gt;being in her presence, is enough to make me feel that I can&lt;br /&gt;evaporate instantly into the air, and fuse into the warm tender&lt;br /&gt;lights filling up every corner of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may call me a lunatic,&lt;br /&gt;or raise suspicions about my sexual preference,&lt;br /&gt;but I assure you, I am normal and yes,&lt;br /&gt;I still like men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the interview, I learnt that Maggie's interest for the time&lt;br /&gt;being would be to move away from her dreary and almost&lt;br /&gt;soul-devouring dramatic roles to take on roles which she&lt;br /&gt;can feel light-hearted in. Comedies. Musicals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always envisioning her in the trademark cheongsam,&lt;br /&gt;walking down the alley with her back towards the lens,&lt;br /&gt;I find it almost hard, and am even skeptical about this&lt;br /&gt;new change in direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is interesting, and even dream-like to even think&lt;br /&gt;about it. Just imagine her in that different light.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I think Peter Chan will be able to bring out&lt;br /&gt;a different Maggie. Just think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comrades -  Maggie Cheung - Musical - Peter Chan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, now do we see a glimmer of hope?&lt;br /&gt;I have to start searching for more inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;She's too wonderful an actress to slip away.&lt;br /&gt;If she does, it's going to be my 2nd greatest regret&lt;br /&gt;of my possible-career, with Leslie Cheung already&lt;br /&gt;leaving so suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short, and like Maggie says,&lt;br /&gt;If your heart tells you to do so, then follow it.&lt;br /&gt;And if you really feel that you must do something,&lt;br /&gt;then do it you shall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114131156064540971?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114131156064540971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114131156064540971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114131156064540971' title='my goddess.'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114123152647534057</id><published>2006-03-02T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T00:46:42.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to ray</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ray, 收到你的 email，不知道你几时才能读到这Post...&lt;br /&gt;你给的祝福，会时刻陪伴我，&lt;br /&gt;让我顺利地过每一关，到达我的目标~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以后，如果还有机会再看到流星，我答应会为你许下你的愿望.&lt;br /&gt;但还未到那天，我们还是继续欣赏每晚的星星吧！&lt;br /&gt;服役要多照顾自己，小心点！&lt;br /&gt;寂寞时看一看天上的星星，由它们代替我跟你谈天！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114123152647534057?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114123152647534057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114123152647534057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114123152647534057' title='to ray'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114114364715363912</id><published>2006-02-28T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T00:25:37.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wasted opportunity or new opportunity</title><content type='html'>Went to meet ah ken today.&lt;br /&gt;not to be anti-climax but i'm feeling really sleepy now.&lt;br /&gt;haha... meet him so often till i'm tired of him.&lt;br /&gt;but i've to say he's become more " sek joe yan "... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of terry, looks like i can't reveal much here&lt;br /&gt;anyway. And i can't even show you all the extremely&lt;br /&gt;cool " pian chang " because terry is going to nag again.&lt;br /&gt;But all i can say is that I heard Ko Chi Sum's "ACTION!"&lt;br /&gt;and I'm still extremely happy and excited even till this&lt;br /&gt;minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the tide will rise and fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fresh opportunities linger in the distance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114114364715363912?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114114364715363912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114114364715363912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114114364715363912' title='wasted opportunity or new opportunity'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114101865277305542</id><published>2006-02-27T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T13:46:11.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont think. think.</title><content type='html'>Okay... this post is for serene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rules:&lt;br /&gt;-the tagged victims list 8 different points of their perfect lover/partner,&lt;br /&gt;mentioning the gender of said partner.&lt;br /&gt;-tag 8 victims to join this game and leave a comment on the post&lt;br /&gt;letting them know they have been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my perfect male lover:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) fun&lt;br /&gt;think: Lance Chau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  adventurous&lt;br /&gt;think: Lance Chau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) sensual&lt;br /&gt;think: Lance Chau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)  sense of security&lt;br /&gt;dont think: Lance Chau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serene, you can cheat, so can I ... Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) manly&lt;br /&gt;-not neccessarily in looks, but in character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) similar in thinking,  appreciation of lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;think: peter chan, dick lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) humble&lt;br /&gt;think:  steven ong - SI managments executive producer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) silent communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ 9) Must be approved by my friends&lt;br /&gt;dont think : Sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, No 1 to No 7 is not so important.&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly,  No 8 must exist.&lt;br /&gt;So, if any guy out there fulfills most of the criteria listed as&lt;br /&gt;above, thank you for existing on this earth. Please go find&lt;br /&gt;a better girl for yourself because Im not worthy of you...&lt;br /&gt;haha~ I'm serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. as for the next 8 victims, I shall pick:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) yunqing&lt;br /&gt;2) yingjun&lt;br /&gt;3) apple&lt;br /&gt;4) krys&lt;br /&gt;5) von&lt;br /&gt;6) aisya&lt;br /&gt;7) eric&lt;br /&gt;8) anthony&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114101865277305542?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114101865277305542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114101865277305542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114101865277305542' title='dont think. think.'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114088930124823283</id><published>2006-02-26T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T01:47:58.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven has been kind to me</title><content type='html'>Heaven has been too kind to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you miss someone and carry him in your thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;Heaven leads him right in front of your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And brings him to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An answer to my prayer, or a deliberate surprise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it may be, it was special,&lt;br /&gt;And I treasure the arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/beautiful%20time%20with%20u%20all.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Elton John’s song “There’s a calm surrender, to the rush of day.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess this describes tonight’s mood the best.&lt;br /&gt;Just huddling by the sea, letting the breeze calm our senses.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing beats spending such wonderful moments with you all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talking and listening to one another.&lt;br /&gt;Sharing about things, wondering about our future.&lt;br /&gt;Watching the parliament house glow in the stillness of the night.&lt;br /&gt;Hearing the waves lap up and feeling so pampered as you all&lt;br /&gt;braid my hair and we immerse in each other’s presence. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/wonderful.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I were to live my life again, it would be meaningless,&lt;br /&gt;If it were this relaxation and safeness I’d had to forfeit.&lt;br /&gt;I would never agree.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Such relationships don’t come every lifetime.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114088930124823283?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114088930124823283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114088930124823283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114088930124823283' title='Heaven has been kind to me'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114080654851524579</id><published>2006-02-25T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T01:52:16.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hao's ORD</title><content type='html'>What a tiring day. I've finally found the time to settle down and blog.&lt;br /&gt;Been spending almost a day filling up my resume to get a job.&lt;br /&gt;Been eyeing this post of an editorial intern for bRo, which is a Men's&lt;br /&gt;Chinese international fashion and lifestyle magazine. Hopefully&lt;br /&gt;bRo will consider my application. What could be better than&lt;br /&gt;conducting interviews and doing fashion shoots for beautiful men&lt;br /&gt;in stylish clothes. I don't think I'll get it though, because they&lt;br /&gt;probably want permanent editors, but, I'll just give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about bRo, today was my brother's ORD. Time flies real fast.&lt;br /&gt;It seemed just like yesterday that he came home all shaved bald, weary&lt;br /&gt;and demoralised. But throughout these past 2 years, I've really seen&lt;br /&gt;my brother mature. For Honour and Glory! ( Commando's motto, I can&lt;br /&gt;hear my drunk cousin's voice echoing in my head on his wedding night).&lt;br /&gt;I'm really proud of him and I'm glad he's finally back home.&lt;br /&gt;We've seemed to have lost out on a lot of time together, bickering,&lt;br /&gt;making each other angry, fighting for the bathroom and getting&lt;br /&gt;on each others' nerves. I guess we've both changed so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/P2240549.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/P2240549.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess who amongst the 3 is my bro? Hint: He's the most Leng Zhai one~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the answer is of course him :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/1600/P2240578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6089/2334/320/P2240578.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114080654851524579?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114080654851524579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114080654851524579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114080654851524579' title='Hao&apos;s ORD'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885760.post-114071626180547756</id><published>2006-02-24T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T01:37:41.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to a new blog!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my new blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't the line of little rice balls below so cute?&lt;br /&gt;I've to say a big "kap kun ka" to krystal for she's the&lt;br /&gt;one who chose this cutesey blogskin, as well as tidy&lt;br /&gt;up the settings for me. Thank you Krys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'm abit tired for the day... Will probably blog more&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow instead... Currently watching Kochan's&lt;br /&gt;"Making of Endless Shock" musical... It's really great..&lt;br /&gt;The extent of passion involved in it really inspires.&lt;br /&gt;It's just really beautiful and so satisfying to see the&lt;br /&gt;effort and 'heart' put in just for a good show. Kochan's&lt;br /&gt;professionalism is both shocking and heart-wrenching.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when the day will come when I finally can fulfil&lt;br /&gt;one of my dreams of doing theatre. The Neccessary Stage is&lt;br /&gt;definately one of the organisations which I admire a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Hope to catch one of their acts soon this holiday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885760-114071626180547756?l=kit-ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114071626180547756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885760/posts/default/114071626180547756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kit-ying.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114071626180547756' title='Welcome to a new blog!'/><author><name>kit-ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642453414532429599</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></entry></feed>
