<?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-9622430</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:25:29.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一个女孩的心情。。。是怎样的呢。。。不知道。。。</title><subtitle type='html'>Just a gal who have to face the fact of life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</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>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-6131090368491622313</id><published>2007-08-04T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T00:15:43.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一个女孩的心情。。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;心情遭透了！都是你害的啦！讨厌！！！&lt;br /&gt;好烦啊！！！啊啊啊！！！！！！！！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;救命啊！！！！！！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-6131090368491622313?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/6131090368491622313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=6131090368491622313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/6131090368491622313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/6131090368491622313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='一个女孩的心情。。。'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-7064441795796006824</id><published>2007-07-23T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T23:51:55.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miserable</title><content type='html'>I feel miseable.... I had been losing my temper on him. I don't know why? He is testing my patience and temper.... but it is not all his fault... I can't control myself to be angry. After knowing him, I find that my temper from moderate become worse. I hate myself! Why make both of us so miserable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am petty, not kind and not understanding. Pls don't put high hope on me. I don't know how to console you, understand your feeling........... Sometimes, I really don't know how to communicate with you on my thoughts and feelings. Why this happen to me? When u are stress and down, you will be quiet. I really really don't know what to do, just like when I am angry and quiet, you also don't know what to do.  You only want to escape from it by going to sleep....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the sufferings that a relationship will have. I really need a listening ear.... Pls save me......... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-7064441795796006824?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/7064441795796006824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=7064441795796006824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/7064441795796006824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/7064441795796006824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2007/07/miserable.html' title='Miserable'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-8653552224266566260</id><published>2007-06-15T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T23:19:22.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>juz my feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When I was studying in ITE, there was one training officer who said that she wanted to marry an orphan. You know why? This is because the orphan then can give all his love and attention to her. But in the end, she didn’t succeed. But lucky, her parents in law and sister in law (who is not married) are in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I could understand why she wanted to marry and orphan. Although it is selfish, you have all the love and care and attention from your husband. Isn’t that wonderful? *dreamz* *dreamz* But in real life, you will hardly find someone of that kind. What to do….. Ren Ming Loh….. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-8653552224266566260?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/8653552224266566260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=8653552224266566260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/8653552224266566260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/8653552224266566260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-i-was-studying-in-ite-there-was.html' title='juz my feeling'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-1381751096248544504</id><published>2007-04-27T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T23:28:54.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>越在乎就越小气</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;越在乎就越小气。那是何苦呢？不如潇洒快乐过一生。&lt;br /&gt;嘿！说比做的容易。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-1381751096248544504?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/1381751096248544504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=1381751096248544504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/1381751096248544504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/1381751096248544504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='越在乎就越小气'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-116490552716808912</id><published>2006-12-01T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T00:57:36.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and Hate</title><content type='html'>How deep u luv someone= how deep u get hurt= how deep u hate the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate u... I hate u.... I hate u....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things may not be the way i want it to be.... this is life... face it ba... It is not easy to sleep with something in my heart... I am thinking can we live together....&lt;br /&gt;Maybe our perspectives r difference. When things can't compromise, it is sure to have some unhappiness.... I believe there are more to come in the future... Hate it man! Hate myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel sianz... Feel so silly.... Feel so helpless... I only can release my feeling thru here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to talk to...... I need someone to enlighten me.... Help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-116490552716808912?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/116490552716808912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=116490552716808912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/116490552716808912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/116490552716808912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2006/12/love-and-hate.html' title='Love and Hate'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-116101011323550362</id><published>2006-10-16T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T22:48:33.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selfish and Inconsiderate People Irrate Me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I'm not going to say who they are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;But please, think of your close ones... Dont put up a stern look.... We are not the one who caused you to be unhappy... Please think why such a thing did happen. And who started it...  You should be big enough to think.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Your close ones are sad when they see you using the house's pot to cook something that you shd not be eating... Please dont cook and eat such a thing at home... Please be inconsiderate.... Please dont over the limit... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;We will appreciate that if you are more considerate....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-116101011323550362?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/116101011323550362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=116101011323550362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/116101011323550362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/116101011323550362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2006/10/selfish-and-inconsiderate-people.html' title='Selfish and Inconsiderate People Irrate Me....'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-115398964439394818</id><published>2006-07-27T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T16:49:17.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>......</title><content type='html'>............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ ............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;What can i say? i only know how to be sad and cry, that's all! sO useless... Can't i try to understand? Wahaha...........................................................................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;..............................................................................................................................................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-115398964439394818?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/115398964439394818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=115398964439394818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/115398964439394818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/115398964439394818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='......'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-114308239907897019</id><published>2006-03-23T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T11:29:16.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just For Si...</title><content type='html'>Ah Si,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so sad after reading your blog... Know that you are suffering from depression. You must jia you leh... stay happy and always have positive thinkings (this is what my dear dear taught me). When you are sad, you can find someone who care about you to talk to you. You can look for us to, we are cousin afterall. Don't need to pai seh de...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;In Life U MaY EnCoUntEreD MaNy DeFeAtS...BuT NeveR LeT UrsELf 2 B DEFEATED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Positive Thinking is like this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;A little bird in the sky... U look up &amp; it shits in your eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;U don't mind &amp;amp; U don't cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;U just thank GOD that elephants don't fly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take gOOd cAre, My dear cousin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-114308239907897019?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/114308239907897019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=114308239907897019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/114308239907897019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/114308239907897019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2006/03/just-for-si.html' title='Just For Si...'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-112711655553087077</id><published>2005-09-19T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T10:58:24.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe the last...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Maybe I will not be writting blog anymore... Blog is something that I treat it as 心情垃圾桶 that i used to convey my happiness, sadness and words I want to say to someone...... But i think it's time to stop... But if there is something really unique and special to write, I'll be back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last few words... Wish all of you have a happy ending just as what my blog title is. All the best in work, study and love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;我身旁的朋友都找到他们的幸福。。。 吵架是难免。。。吵完了还是在一起。。。所以你也要幸福喔！&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;谢谢阅读。。。祝你们幸福！&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-112711655553087077?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/112711655553087077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=112711655553087077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/112711655553087077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/112711655553087077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2005/09/maybe-last.html' title='Maybe the last...'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-112711508943335895</id><published>2005-09-19T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T16:00:05.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam finally over!</title><content type='html'>Haha!!! Exam finally over! If nothing wrong (I mean fail my papers), I should be graduating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am enjoying my life b4 i go to Society University (work). Watch VCDs at home, meet my friends for gatherings and if i am sianz at home, I can still go work part-time with my previous boss. I mentioned that i quitted my job but Sue asked me to work for her if I'm free so she can rest. Haiz... Anyway, I still haven start finding a proper job. Feeling abit stress to work for her. This is not the major problem... Cos stress is normal. But I scare the cleaner uncle...Always asked Sue and Mindy did I go to work or Why I did not go. He always sing the oldies for me to listen. Aiyo! I had to act that i'm listening although I abit 烦 cos I was working and alot of pple walking past, so embarrassed... I went to collect my pay on Sat, he took a picture of me without my permission aft he knew i quitted my job. Alamak!  But it alright anyway... I will not be staying there long...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-112711508943335895?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/112711508943335895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=112711508943335895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/112711508943335895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/112711508943335895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2005/09/exam-finally-over.html' title='Exam finally over!'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-112591453916766927</id><published>2005-09-05T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T18:02:19.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some words for Nana</title><content type='html'>"Nana, I know u are very sad...But I'm not the one who stand by u... U have your god-siblings around everyday and it's hard to ask u out. I know they are important to u. Call u also can't talk with u for long.&lt;br /&gt; I understand the feeling of the one who asked for a break off is sad too, sometimes much more sad, not only the other party!&lt;br /&gt;I really hope u don't drink too much! It won't help u to forget him... Really! Let's time cure ur heart! Sometimes it is easier to say than done... but u can do it! 你放得下 Alan, 你也可以放得下 Mike! It's all depend on time...&lt;br /&gt;Hope u walk out of the sorrow and happiness will be in front waiting for u! Push aside dark clouds of despair and allow the sunshine to enter you life! "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-112591453916766927?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/112591453916766927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=112591453916766927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/112591453916766927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/112591453916766927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2005/09/some-words-for-nana.html' title='Some words for Nana'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-112564854196420027</id><published>2005-09-02T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T16:22:26.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last sEmester!</title><content type='html'>Finally, I'm graduating soon and I'm going to be an unemployed sOon! Haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quited my part-time job. First, is because exam is coming and after that I will be finding a full-time job. Second, is very stress working with my boss, Sue! If there was no sales, she will be very angry and started scolding. She would said things like "u don't know how to sell!", "useless, I will do it myself". Third, she made a lot of pple to dislike her. Once, a stranger who look a little angry told me to tell my boss to be careful with her words. Haiz! How to work with such a boss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic, Time flies so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks every lecturers and tutors for their guidance!&lt;br /&gt;There is one lecturer I would like to mention. He is Michael Chiam... Every time, he got so many jokes to tell us. All came from his experience. He bought us a lot of laughter! Sometimes, laugh until Buay tahan! Haha... But the jokes are very logic! He knows what students are like. For eg, sometimes he knew students will not print notes, so he will print for us. He also knew that whenever a project is dued, there will be problem like computer down and students can't pass up on time.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered one time after tutorial, when he walked into the lift, he called me Xiao Mei. I was a bit shocked until don't know how to react. I was on the phone talking about the project with Chiu ming. When the lift closed, the reception was poor and i tell Chiu Ming I was in the lift. Then he called again Xiao mei, and said that i must report to my friend why am I is it? All my classmates were in the lift, I felt so paiseh!&lt;br /&gt;In school, only two person will call me Xiao mei. One is Fang and the other is Shaun. When Shuan called me Xiao mei, I will called him Xiao ge! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam is just next Fri! All the best to my friends and classmates!!! CheerS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-112564854196420027?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/112564854196420027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=112564854196420027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/112564854196420027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/112564854196420027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2005/09/last-semester.html' title='Last sEmester!'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-112205703542681616</id><published>2005-07-23T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T02:42:30.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sOo tiRed!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, just finished my tests. So tired now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, I went to my grand uncle's( my mum's Uncle) wake. We accompanied him for the last journey. I don't know this person existed until my dad told me. At there, the endless drum made me headache. I didn't have enough sleep last few days and it feels like mental fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;He was cremated at the Mandai. It was my first time there. It is so high-tech nowadays. All air-conditioned. There are time stated for those dead person to be creamated at the entrance where u alight the bus. And the coffin is delivered by a machine to the burning place, and u can view it at a viewing hall. It was not like last time where labour were needed to push the coffin in. Mayb I'm 'Mountain Turtle' never see b4. Haha... But it is also a good things not to go there b4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went home it was about 6.45pm. Actually, I could reach home earlier, cos it was only at AMK ave 10. But my uncle send my aunties who are staying at Sin Ming, Bedok and Hougang home 1st then me. So one big round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after eating dinner, went to visit Xuan's dad at TTSH. He was in critical condition, contracting from cancer. Actually, he went in last month but the doctor did not find out he got cancer. The doctor is not sure enough himself when he explained the sickness to Xuan yesterday.. Aiyo... I think many pple don't like TTSH. Nana also told me b4 don't send sick pple to TTSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, reached Bishan CC PartyWorld at 9pm to celebrate Heng's lunar birthday. It was Belle who organised it. Haha... Yesterday both of them just quarrelled wanted to break off. But today, ok liao. Everytime like that. Get used to it liaoz... Just went there for 1 hour and sang 1 song because they booked the room from 7 to 10pm only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did cut cake. I felt scared when there was cake. It is because Heng will surely use the cake and sabotage us. I did nt prepared for it, because it is only Heng's lunar bdae not english bdae. I did nt know that Belle bought Bdae cake. It was Nana who started to play. Sure must play, Cos it's time for us to play back Heng! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Aft we went out of the KTV, sitting at the bench then the thgs started n we were like insane pple running around and our hair, hands and face all stained with cream. Yeee.. The cream when at the hair like hair clay, it's hard and can hold ur hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about my bdae, I celebrated with those 3 pple mentioned above. After my test on that day, went to Colour House at Wheelock Place with Heng to color Heng's hair. At there, while waiting, I studied my test for Thur. But can't study well cos it was not easy to study at a salon.&lt;br /&gt;After that. Belle and Nana met us for dinner. Nana bought cake and we celebrated behind&lt;br /&gt;Wisma Atria. Same things, cake on my face and hair... Should know who did it rite! Aft that so tiring, took a cab home. Aft reaching home, bath then study but too tired liao, so sleep and woke up at 7 sthg to study as the paper is at 11am. When I saw the 1st 2 qns, they don't seen familiar to me. Haha... So I anyhow crap. After test, I saw Chiu Ming and he also told me he don't know the 1st 2 qns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks to the pple who had sent their greetings to me! Guo, I knew u r nt bo sim lah k? Haha... Glad and surprise to receive ur msg. I will enjoy my HK trip. Thanks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Xinyi on Mon b4 I go HK. This gal share the same birth date with me but 2 yrs older. She is also my jie jie... Cos during ITE days, she used to call me mei mei, so our god-sis relationship started from there. Jie, see u sOon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about the HK trip, we have to reach airport by 5.45am... So early!!! N we only reach S'pore abt 1145pm on the 29 Jul... So surely must take cab, orelse my daddy want to send Ching Wen and me to there and back fr the airport. Heez... Waiting for him to volunteer. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone will be fine during I'm away!!! Take goOd care hor!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-112205703542681616?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/112205703542681616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=112205703542681616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/112205703542681616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/112205703542681616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2005/07/soo-tired.html' title='sOo tiRed!'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-112153484822575299</id><published>2005-07-17T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T01:50:56.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cOmmOn tEst iS nXt weeK n then...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;CA coming!!! Haiz. Hope can do well this time round... After that, I will not be in town for 4 days which I mentioned in previously posting. It is good as I had been longing to go for holiday since last year December to 'Shan Shan Xin'. I think I may visit my god-sis at Ipoh this Oct after my final exam. Initially, planned to go Rendang with Nana but Nana can't take leave becos she is working at tour agency. She can't take leave during Sep to Dec becos it is a peak period. What's she suggest is to go to Sentosa and stay at the Shangri-La's Hotel during weekend. It's still early to say... After that, don't know whether she will come out with new ideas a not. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My room mate is a Malaysian gal, Zhi Fang... Don't really know her but her friend said she is talkative. Haha... then got things to talk liaoz... Cos sometimes, I can be very talkative and playful. Don't see me quiet quiet type. Haha ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My project group consists of Rozi, Hui Ping, Qiu Ru, Chiu Ming, Shaun and another gal. I know Rozi, Hui Ping and Chiu Ming during my 1st yr. As for Qiu Ru, I had partner with her b4 during Jap class. They are not my classmates but I had joined them for the project. Becos nobody wants me in my class... Sob SOb... Haha... No lah. But anyway, thanks for letting me to join your group, Chiu Ming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Becos of this trip, we need to write down our particulars for our lecturer to book the tickets. I realised that my classmate, Ching Wen is my neighbour. haha... She lives on the 3rd floor and guess what... Same unit. But I never see her b4 around my house. Haha... So we planned to go to airport together lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Hope it will be an enjoyable and fruitful trip... Exciting part is to go Ocean Park!!! Don't know whether I dare to play all those things there? I think can take a challenge... And not forgetting go shOpPing!!! Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-112153484822575299?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/112153484822575299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=112153484822575299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/112153484822575299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/112153484822575299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2005/07/common-test-is-nxt-week-n-then.html' title='cOmmOn tEst iS nXt weeK n then...'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-111695171113452860</id><published>2005-05-25T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T23:27:40.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last semester to go</title><content type='html'>School re-opened!!! Last semester to go!!! The previous semester results were not that good.  I knew the reason for it... This semester i must work harder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz… The outline of each module was out. My birthday falls on the test week!!! Haha… but it’s alright… Nothing much to celebrate anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we have a field trip to Hong Kong after the test week~ 26 -29 Jul. I think I will probably go. But my daddy’s birthday falls on 27th and I had promised to buy him a cake. Haha~ must celebrate in advance liaoz…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-111695171113452860?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/111695171113452860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=111695171113452860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/111695171113452860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/111695171113452860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2005/05/last-semester-to-go.html' title='Last semester to go'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-111695126571659027</id><published>2005-05-25T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T00:14:25.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wAiting for ah ma to come back soon</title><content type='html'>My grandma and my relatives went to our hometown at China on Monday morning.  I called her before my grandma left and she asked me to be ‘guai guai’ and don’t stay out too late and she just put down the phone without saying bye.  Aiyo, I think she too anxious liao. Haha… I start to miss her liao…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-111695126571659027?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/111695126571659027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=111695126571659027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/111695126571659027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/111695126571659027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2005/05/waiting-for-ah-ma-to-come-back-soon.html' title='wAiting for ah ma to come back soon'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-111695116380148335</id><published>2005-05-24T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T00:12:43.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School re-open...</title><content type='html'>Before school re-open, I quite enjoyed myself.  I went to Belle's chalet at The Aranda past midnight on Sunday and we went to Wild Wild Wet in the afternoon. I could say that it was very challenging for me to play some of the things there which I never thought I would dare to play.  After playing, I was like going insane.  Haha~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was not happy when I left the chalet.  It was because Belle was angry with Heng because Heng was too close with us.  She requested to break off with Heng.  Heng cried in front of me.  Haiz… This was not the first time, Belle was angry of Heng because of me and this time Nana and me.  I was quite sad.  This was the first time Nana sees me so quiet, although I am a close friend of her.  Lucky, things were settled after we left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-111695116380148335?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/111695116380148335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=111695116380148335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/111695116380148335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/111695116380148335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2005/05/school-re-open.html' title='School re-open...'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-111531312304843700</id><published>2005-05-06T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T01:12:03.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 dayz off !!!</title><content type='html'>Haha! I got two days off... My boss doesn’t know where to put me... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my boss had terminated the lease of pushcart at Suntec, I went back to Far East Shopping Centre.  I was happy at Suntec because Lay See and Christine would make me laugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was lucky that I was quite busy packing the shoes which were sent back from Suntec and Liang Court orelse I will be bored to death... Haha~~~ It is also lucky that my boss terminated the lease at outside Gek Poh Shopping Centre.  Orelse u will see me there on this Sunday... Haha... That place was really very hot and humid. I felt sick the first time I was there and it was at Jurong West! So far from my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my bosses will be renting the place outside Hougang Mall to sell their goods.  Maybe I will be going over but it is not confirm yet.  It is near my house and may be seeing familiar faces there.  Haha... See how lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic~my off days... Tml, going to help Monica to be her model for her project... Haha... Don't know how it is like after I set my hair and put on make up... Hope I(the ugly girl) can help her with success...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after tml~ Celina's birthday!!! Going to meet her and my ITE frenz... But not all of them can make it... Haiz... Everytime is like that... What to do...  I still don't know what to buy for her.  Maybe, I will walk around Orchard before meeting Monica... See what I can get for Celina then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... my off days are occupied... That's good... Better than staying at home and don't know what I will be thinking again... Haha~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-111531312304843700?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/111531312304843700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=111531312304843700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/111531312304843700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/111531312304843700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2005/05/2-dayz-off.html' title='2 dayz off !!!'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-111470492308425997</id><published>2005-04-29T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T01:19:19.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The place where Nana thinks of Alan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;28 Apr 05- My off day... Initially, planned to go to East Coast Park but Nana n I ended up at this place...&lt;br /&gt;~ &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;A place which brings sweet memory to Nana&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/640/marina%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/320/marina%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/640/marina%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/320/marina%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/640/marina%205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/320/marina%205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/640/marina%206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/320/marina%206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-111470492308425997?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/111470492308425997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=111470492308425997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/111470492308425997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/111470492308425997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2005/04/place-where-nana-thinks-of-alan.html' title='The place where Nana thinks of Alan'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-111384622705240365</id><published>2005-04-19T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T01:43:47.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nana, nOw tHen I rEalised</title><content type='html'>Haiz... Nana broke up with his bf. He was someone who she knew would give her a stable life. But she had chosen to give up this relationship. The reason was she still can't forget Alan, who had stay in her heart for 6 years. This 6 years, Nana had changed 3 bf. I thought that the previous one will be the man of her life. But life is always so unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Nana knows what she wants. All these years, she was escaping from reality. She liked the 3 of them but this is not love. None of them could really touch her heart. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Because, in her heart, there is the one and only one she love -Alan.&lt;/span&gt; Alan had touched her heart deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she talked about her past with Alan, she was smiling so happily. None of the 3 ex-bf could succeed in asking her to quit smoking. But for the sake of Alan, she will quit. Now, she told me that if it is not Alan then she will rather stay single throughout her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that she finally realised who she really loves. It is still not too late... If she continues with the previous one, she may be cheating his feelings. Can you image that in the heart of your husband or wife (the one closest to u), there is someone else other than u? It is so scary. Some people may marry the other person maybe because they can give them a stable and secure life or other reasons other than love. For these, I really don't understand.  I only hope someone won't do this to me.  Leave me alone if ur heart is not with me! Haha~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha~~~ I may not be able to understand the feeling of Nana now. I think maybe that someone who will really touch my heart hasn’t appeared yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her that in order to forget someone, I will think of ways to hate him. But what she told me was hate means that you love him. Haha~~~ Hey! Don't like that lehz... But I really found out something and realised something and it's time for me to let go le... &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;May God Bless Me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;jia you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... Although I was busy at times, I will try to be there for you when u need me. Hope to go swimming with you soon... This Fri to Sun, I may be off... haha...I'm hoping this Sat that my boss really can find someone to take over me then I can go swimming with you liaoz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-111384622705240365?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/111384622705240365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=111384622705240365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/111384622705240365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/111384622705240365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2005/04/nana-now-then-i-realised_111384622705240365.html' title='Nana, nOw tHen I rEalised'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-111323313927878739</id><published>2005-04-11T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T23:25:39.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so boring liaoz</title><content type='html'>After my previous posting, my boss sms me and asked me to work at Suntec.  It is a pushcart at one of the exit of the foodcourt at B1.  We are at one alley between Olio Cafe and RENNthai.  Haha~~~ Everyday, if there are no customers,  I will sit in front Olio watching people walking pass.  Behind of where I am sitting is the fountain of wealth.  Sometimes, I will turn behind to see tourists walking rounds the fountain and touch the water.  Haha... I think i am like one of the ah peh, nothing to do, so sit down drink coffee and watch people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At there, it is not so boring.  I can talk to Sue, my neighbour who is the boss.  She is selling essential oil.  So everyday, we will be sitting in front of Olio to chat, watch people... Chat with the cleaner... Help each other to look after the goods when one of them goes to the toilet, shopping, buy foods etc.  But I  think a few more days, she will not be there as she is now training girl to take over her.  She will be setting up other pushcarts elsewhere, so she has to go there to monitor the crowd and other things.  I will miss her... Haha~~~ I met her new girl today.  A pleasant girl.  Someone who gives tuition, attend  bible class and piano lessons.  Haha... So hardworking.  I think she won't be like us sitting down watching people.  Instead, I think she will station at the pushcart and read books.  Haha~~~ Then I will be sitting down alone watching people when Sue leave.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope it will be a good encounter with the new girl!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-111323313927878739?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/111323313927878739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=111323313927878739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/111323313927878739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/111323313927878739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2005/04/not-so-boring-liaoz.html' title='Not so boring liaoz'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-111254041775648452</id><published>2005-04-03T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T23:00:17.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SoOo Boring!!!</title><content type='html'>After exam ended at 31 Mar, I started work on the following day... The pay is low but I thought it is better to have something to do than to stay at home and bored to death... haha... What I like is I only work from 10am-6pm. BUT it is much more boring working!!!  I am working at a shopping centre at Orchard... But seldom young people will go to that shopping centre.  People will only go there for golf equipment and clothes, to tailor make suit or maid agency.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shop sells ladies' stuffs.  There are not many customers. So boring... I was the only one working there.  Nothing much to do.  I just do some cleaning.  Worked for 3 days already... Today, i didn't make any sales. The most sales I made was 2 customers on the first day.  Most of my neighbours did not operate today...  Image, it was so quiet.  Not more than 5 customers came into the shop.  Luckily, there was radio and CDs to accompany me.  But still very boring!!! Will think of sad things... HaizZz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope tomorrow will have more customers as my neighbours will open their shop... Orlese, it will be v sianz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-111254041775648452?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/111254041775648452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=111254041775648452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/111254041775648452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/111254041775648452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2005/04/sooo-boring.html' title='SoOo Boring!!!'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-110987110494298552</id><published>2005-03-04T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T01:31:44.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>going to say goOdbYe to TBo9</title><content type='html'>Times flies so fast that this semester will be ending soon... After the tutorial and revision lecture next week, it will be 2 weeks of study break.  After that EXAM Lol!!! Hope to find sthg to do during holiday orelse it will be a hard time for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only this semester we had a fixed class... We blended into the life of TB09.... haha... They will be graduating this semester but i had 1 more semester to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this class, I don't really know everyone well and they are leaving soon...  But I got to know Vanitha and Mayvis a little more... Vanitha, when i first saw her was when i was in year 1.  I was in her class for a 2nd year subject...  I don't really know her at that time... When we are in the same class this semester, i don't really like her at first. ( don't know why).  But when we are in the same project, the 'dont like' disappeared by itself... haha... She was quite good when contributing ideas... but then got bf already.... slowly slacken a bit... Need us to complete the project (last minutes) which was supposed to be compiled by her.  haha... but quite fun with her... The unforgetable time was at AMK Mac on a Sunday... Doing MIS project... She was late for 1 hour... but the fun part was aft discussing, the 4 of us were laughing all the way... She was telling us what she wants in a bf came out to be opposite and many more... haha... I think is a god blessing that two weeks aft she broke up wif her ex(two-timer),  KK came into her life and ease her pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mayvis... She could tell me many things abt her friends and how she took a whole day looking a gift for her friend... And the incident I won't forget was going out to ask people to do survey in town... haha... We only done 9 surveys at Tanglin for 2 hours on that day... Those 9 surveys were Sharon's... After Tanglin, the 3 of us went to Shaw House, Paragon, Suntec and MS... but we did not get our surveys done... haha... it's like we only stood at the entrance and watched pple got out of the shopping mall...  in the end, none of my 65 surveys was done... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I would like to thank Fang for counselling me... I will try to let go... arigato!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heng, u called me recently a few times to tell me ur problems with Pei... It's like things happen one aft another.  I hope finally it will stop... I don't know how to help and give u advice... as my relationship was a failure... haha... But u can 'disturb' me anytime lah... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least... TB09 Issho ni Ganbatte!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-110987110494298552?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/110987110494298552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=110987110494298552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110987110494298552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110987110494298552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2005/03/going-to-say-goodbye-to-tbo9.html' title='going to say goOdbYe to TBo9'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-110879359381957044</id><published>2005-02-19T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T14:13:13.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aku rindu dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~aKu riNdu diA~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-110879359381957044?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/110879359381957044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=110879359381957044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110879359381957044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110879359381957044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2005/02/aku-rindu-dia.html' title='aku rindu dia'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-110831167046966003</id><published>2005-02-13T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T00:21:10.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So eMbarRasSing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Xiang, Shan, my sis and her bf( Wei Sheng) and me went to KBox... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luckily, Wei Sheng left early or else... Haha... Because I cried when I sang 'Xiang Du Wu Yan' by Elva Xiao.  Really Really very embarrassing!!!   I don't expect it to happen!  I think the others will quite shock to see me cry... I think that they had not see me cry since my mum's funeral.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After that song was another song 'Dang Wo Men Tong Zai Yi Qi'... Oh gosh!!! This song made me want to cry more.  I don't normally cry infront of people but don't know why this would happen!  If I want to cry, I will control but don't know why not this time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha... But they were quite good! After that they tried to choose songs which were more happy and lively.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the end, my sis went home too and left only 3 of us... Athough, we were tired, we sang until 3am... haha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;~I must control myself next time!!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-110831167046966003?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/110831167046966003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=110831167046966003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110831167046966003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110831167046966003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2005/02/so-embarrassing.html' title='So eMbarRasSing!'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-110779639989483265</id><published>2005-02-08T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T01:23:09.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An unusual Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haiz... The just yesterday had past... An unusual one... Not a good day! I had nobody to talk to and therefore, is a way to 'whisper out' in the blog... haha...&lt;br /&gt;First of all was in the afternoon, when i on my way to Compass Point, taking the bus 156... An old Malay alighted at the bus stop opposite of Guo's house and she fell down. The bus driver went down the bus and helped her up. Poor lady, the things she bought was all on the floor. I regretted that i didn't get down the bus and help her to carry her things to her house.&lt;br /&gt;After the bus continue, I think I saw Guo at his house bus stop. Normally, first reaction is SMS the person and asked. That was my first thought, but i did not take any action. I was in a dilemma whether to or not to. But in the end I told myself not to or maybe I didn't have the courage to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, my grandma's want to retrieve her valuables she kept in a box at my storeroom But she can't find. She put in the box where all our old newsapaers were. Haiz haiz... The box my sis had move out from the storeroom and I had gave to my uncle to sell to the Garung Guni on Sunday!!! We don't know she left her valuables with us. Oh my God!!! She got no mood to eat and I think can't sleep too! I was sad to see her in this state... How can I turn back the time??? I should had tell her to take out her valuables out from the storeroom on Sunday when she asked me whether the cleaners did touch the things in the storeroom. I was wondering how will the reunion dinner be like later in the evening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, when I reached home my sis told me that Guo's friend went to her shop to buy clothes and requested my sis to sew some part which was torn. She told me that she found the person familiar... Later, she recalled that she is Guo's friend which my sis saw in the friendster. The way she described, I think is SiTing but I don't know her. But the thing is... Hey!!! why my sis told me these... Why make me think of him? I was already trying my best not to think of him le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-110779639989483265?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/110779639989483265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=110779639989483265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110779639989483265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110779639989483265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2005/02/unusual-day.html' title='An unusual Day'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-110693161370835474</id><published>2005-01-29T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T01:00:13.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gOing KBoX wiTh JaNicE</title><content type='html'>It was my first time going KBox with Janice.  Haha... What she sang most were those Jay Chou's songs.  She could catch the tune quite well but only some words she sang wrongly.  I think i would not be able to sing Jay Chou's song as well as her.  It is because I think by the end of the day,  maybe i will faint because of short of breath. Haha...  Some of Jay Chou's songs require a high pitch and long breath.  I only could sing 'An Jing'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of Janice, I began to notice more Jay Chou's songs which did not broadcast in the radio.  And guess what, I began to like some of the songs.  haHa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some words for Janice--&gt; Don't say I didn't support Jay chou! Waiting for u to teach me to sing his songs okie... haha... Then maybe  u need to prepare oxygen tank too... wAhaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-110693161370835474?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/110693161370835474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=110693161370835474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110693161370835474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110693161370835474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2005/01/going-kbox-with-janice.html' title='gOing KBoX wiTh JaNicE'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-110658120188413209</id><published>2005-01-24T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T23:40:01.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lorong Buangkok</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My childhood memories......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/1024/Picture(31).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/200/Picture(31).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the path i walked during my childhood day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/1024/Picture(34).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/200/Picture(34).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the old bridge i used to cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/1024/Picture(37).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/200/Picture(37).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;viewing the bridge at the other perspective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/1024/Picture(38).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/200/Picture(38).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the path which led to my hometown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-110658120188413209?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/110658120188413209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=110658120188413209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110658120188413209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110658120188413209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2005/01/lorong-buangkok.html' title='Lorong Buangkok'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-110485135162043615</id><published>2005-01-05T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T01:56:12.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's 81st Birthday~30 Dec 2004~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Looking foward for this day... Because this was the time we could gather together and strengthen our family bonds.&lt;br /&gt;Every year during my grandma's birthday, all her grandchildren will gather together to take photo and sing birthday song for her. Although we had grown up, we were very spontaneous when singing the birthday song for our grandma. This year was the same too. I could see the happiness in my grandma's face. Comparing the photo we took some years back, all of us had seen grown up alot. Some girls even brought their boyfriend along too. But too bad that 4 of my cousins were not there n 1 don't want to take photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/640/PICT1415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/400/PICT1415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;gRandmA wiTh heR gRandChiLdRen &amp; eLdEr soN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/640/singing%20bdae%20song%204%20grandma.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/320/singing%20bdae%20song%204%20grandma.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;SiNging bDae sOng 4 oUr gRandMa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/640/grandma%20cutting%20e%20cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/320/grandma%20cutting%20e%20cake.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;gRandMa cUttiNg cAke &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/640/PICT1411.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/320/PICT1411.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;gRandMa with hEr gRand DauGhTers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/640/PICT1412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/320/PICT1412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;gRanDmA wiTh hEr sons N gRandsons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/640/PICT1422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/320/PICT1422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;mY cOusins &amp;amp; mE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/320/PICT1423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/320/PICT1423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;mY 3 couSins who born in the sAme yEaR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/300/2710/800/Si.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/200/Si.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Si =&gt; getting more prettier wor... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/300/2710/800/shan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/200/shan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;shan=&gt; her hair finally shorter than mine... haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/300/2710/800/zhen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/200/zhen.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Zhen &amp; Qi... Do we look alike?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/300/2710/800/ying2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/200/ying2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;ying=&gt; last time used to stay at her hse during holiday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/300/2710/800/wei2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/200/wei2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;'wei wei' detergent=&gt; this is what we called him when he was young&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/300/2710/800/bro2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/200/bro2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;the fuNNy ah mian ge ge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/300/2710/800/some%20gals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/200/some%20gals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;look like shooting toothpaste advertisement yahz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/300/2710/800/ah%20boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/200/ah%20boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;tis is ah boy... so different from last time!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/300/2710/800/which%20couple%20will%20marry%201st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/2710/200/which%20couple%20will%20marry%201st.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;which couple will marry !st???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-110485135162043615?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/110485135162043615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=110485135162043615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110485135162043615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110485135162043615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2005/01/grandmas-81st-birthday30-dec-2004.html' title='Grandma&apos;s 81st Birthday~30 Dec 2004~'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-110390507537831104</id><published>2004-12-25T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T00:17:55.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 mins to Christmas...</title><content type='html'>My friends should be enjoying themselves and preparing to countdown for Christmas.  I preferred to stay at home although I could have join my ex-colleague or friends.  Don't feel like going out... Because everywhere seem to have alot of memories of him... N if i really go out, seriously, I won't feel very happy in the heart although i may look happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I am only the worse to have such a Christmas Eve.  But when I watched the evening news, they were many sad things happened around the world today... And what's more my aunt n uncle had a quarrel.  My cousin who is supposed to go with my sis to her best friend's birthday chalet, decided not to go.  She needs to accompany my aunt as my uncle did not go home.  I could feel that their house atmosphere now, should be quite tense.  I am wondering how are my cousins feeling right now.  Haiz... Hope it will be over soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-110390507537831104?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/110390507537831104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=110390507537831104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110390507537831104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110390507537831104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2004/12/10-mins-to-christmas.html' title='10 mins to Christmas...'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-110364071869183613</id><published>2004-12-22T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T23:30:37.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Realise</title><content type='html'>When i was sad, different pple will try to console me in a different ways.  They are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy=&gt; Hug me when i was crying, and she secretly cried too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heng=&gt; Pat my shoulder with great impact and said:" Be strong man!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fang=&gt; Analyse the other party and seen angry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew that they don't really know how to console me.   But they were there to listen.  If I were in their situation, I also don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, things may not be easy as u think what it would be. It may take a painful process to have no pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-110364071869183613?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/110364071869183613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=110364071869183613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110364071869183613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110364071869183613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2004/12/what-i-realise.html' title='What I Realise'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-110346857648961238</id><published>2004-12-20T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T22:54:21.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A song i like</title><content type='html'>王羚柔&lt;br /&gt;当我们同在一起&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果云是天空的呼吸　风是我慌张的叹息回忆是爱的延续　只因为你和我已经不再一起&lt;br /&gt;当我们同在一起　在一起　在一起 空气里有午后的暖意　我听着沙沙收音机突然间下起了雨&lt;br /&gt;雨让我好想好想你　想抱着你 当我们同在一起　在一起　在一起在一起　在一起　齐快乐无比&lt;br /&gt;你是我曾经的甜蜜　我是你爱情的过去 那一段美好的记忆　我们都不能够忘记因为我很爱很爱你　所以能微笑着离去虽然我不会再见你　幸福是我们曾经在一起 空气里有午后的暖意　我听着沙沙收音机唱什么听不清晰　因为我傻傻的笑着　想起了你当我们同在一起　在一起　在一起　在一起　在一起&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-110346857648961238?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/110346857648961238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=110346857648961238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110346857648961238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110346857648961238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2004/12/song-i-like.html' title='A song i like'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-110343563008285213</id><published>2004-12-20T05:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T23:46:37.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just ended My relationship</title><content type='html'>I just ended my relationship with him... Ended with alot of qns marks... I was waiting for a msg which may never never return... Am I someone who is unreasonable or too fierce to face?&lt;br /&gt;Sad? Definitely! Although i can act as though i am alright infront of my friends n family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I just hope that he will be fine. A lot of my feelings i want to tell him but i don't tink have the chance now. I will miss him, his story, his smile n everythg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guo, sorry! I know I was at fault too... I didn't take the initiative to msg u when we were together. Cos I was always waiting for u to msg me. My feeling for u keep increasing everyday... Now hope it will subside day by day. Sometimes, u might think tt i don care, in fact I really care... But now everything is too late now... U always asked me to understand u, but i really don't understand u... Sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Athough it takes a life time to forget one person... I will try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guo, be well, be safe, be happy!!! Jia You wor!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-110343563008285213?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/110343563008285213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=110343563008285213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110343563008285213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110343563008285213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2004/12/just-ended-my-relationship.html' title='Just ended My relationship'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9622430.post-110309822651652162</id><published>2004-12-16T08:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T22:50:29.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somethings About Me</title><content type='html'>Why am I here? My tutor *Faizah* for Management of Information System want us to have a blog. This is the main reason why I am here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hobbies? Actually, i don't have things i really really like. Maybe if i got free time, i will go swimming with my friend, go shopping etc. I like to sun tan( absorbing uv rays and maybe in the end getting skin cancer). And one thing very important, No music No Life... Therefore i must have music to entertain me when i'm travelling alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After completing my diploma, i hope to go for a holiday at Rendang or Tioman Island or whatso ever Island that have a beautiful beach. After that hope to find a job and save money for further higher studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to learn how to use IT in business contexts for MIS and hope Faizah can make it interesting and more easy to learn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9622430-110309822651652162?l=xhuiqi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/feeds/110309822651652162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9622430&amp;postID=110309822651652162' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110309822651652162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9622430/posts/default/110309822651652162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xhuiqi.blogspot.com/2004/12/somethings-about-me.html' title='Somethings About Me'/><author><name>Huiqi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11568901888562302320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
