<?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-7810517</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:57:06.992+08:00</updated><category term='GE'/><category term='Quek'/><category term='msn nick'/><category term='ASPIRE'/><category term='Convocation'/><category term='chiong'/><category term='makeover pictures'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='career'/><category term='Mattel Inc.'/><category term='moocha'/><category term='Rest'/><category term='NTU'/><category term='BioE'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>*A BlitHe HeArt MAkes A BloOming ViSagE*</title><subtitle type='html'>Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder... Inner beauty is the most wonderful of any... When one is happy.. the glow comes from within... A special kind of joy seems to penetrate from inside out... We can see nothing.. but something beautiful... It's only when you're happy within... that you can be truly beautiful... blooming from the inside... Something that nothing can hold it back...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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>293</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810517.post-5630519650818370714</id><published>2009-12-21T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:30:10.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupidity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I guess... the worst kinda illness is stupidity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;It just can't be cured...&lt;/span&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/7810517-5630519650818370714?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/5630519650818370714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=5630519650818370714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/5630519650818370714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/5630519650818370714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2009/12/stupidity.html' title='Stupidity'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-977074806475941635</id><published>2009-09-21T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T19:10:37.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I guess this marks the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a lot of courage to love, and it takes a lot of courage to leave.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you have to fight for your rights To get what you should have as an individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if he can't give you what u rightfully deserves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you wish, crying and wailing gets you your way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some times, your heart wants to just reach out. But it seems like pride takes the way. I'm just very often, not the women that men would give in to. I'm just not the woman men will love and protect with all their heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong? Do i seem too strong to need any protection? Do i seem too independent to need anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap... What am i talking about? I should just shut up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-977074806475941635?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/977074806475941635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=977074806475941635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/977074806475941635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/977074806475941635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2009/09/end.html' title='The End'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-6447917988143134803</id><published>2009-08-18T07:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T08:01:29.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pacifying me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;how to pacify a warrior princess:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Listen and give her a voice for her problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Let her vent when needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Support and back her up when she needs it. Let her cry and vent, and offer the shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Let her ogle at my cute butt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Pick her up from the airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;(Pass... offer the sturdy and strong shoulders --&gt; Distinction!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7810517-6447917988143134803?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/6447917988143134803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=6447917988143134803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/6447917988143134803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/6447917988143134803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2009/08/pacifying-me.html' title='Pacifying me...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-7716693605527869309</id><published>2009-04-04T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T23:17:34.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;What will i be in 2 years time? 5 years time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: I will be the mother of 2 kid... I will have a Mr of Elena Lim&lt;br /&gt;Ans: My sch would be proud of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-7716693605527869309?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/7716693605527869309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=7716693605527869309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/7716693605527869309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/7716693605527869309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2009/04/hm.html' title='Hm...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-4298781128697903900</id><published>2009-03-12T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T21:18:31.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic life of changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Well... Another post about me and my job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Last year 23rd June i started working... So, till now it's less than 9 months to be exact!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Ok, let me start... Beginning of work.. i had a whole series of DRAMA... Ask me about it when u meet me... (Too long story)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;End July then, was my very first presentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Then i was supposed to work with my very 'objective' boss, whom i had lots of trouble getting his time, and attention as he was the No. 2 man in my company. He will asked me very simple yet emotionless questions... Sessions spend with him was tough because he didn't even ask how i'm doing, u know, those typical question a boss should be asking his new comer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Then came learning about an equipment, which i had to work with another 2 guys who were experts in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;That went on for like the next 2 months after my very first presentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Come sept, i was tasked to learn more about IT in Indonesia. So i had a co-boss to handle also. And people are all different.. So it was adaptation. Plus the country was few hours of flight away and people are only communicable vis Email/Phone/SMS. So... I had to adapt. The whole thing for indonesia ended around Jan'09 with a final presentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Since then i had to work on Cambodia! And with a new Boss!!! He's very very good, but initially had a super hard time to communicate with him. But now things are starting to warm up. And today... I'm informed.. I have to change again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Change to some equipment that i like less. And a market that i never thought i wanted to do. So... in less than 9 month... I had to make major adaptations over and over and over again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm more tired by the 'hective changes in my life" than anything else. On top of that... int he month of Dec'08 to Feb'09, there were so many changes in my personal life at hm... Gosh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I hope these are all for the better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I don't think anyone has had this kinda change like i do... Nevertheless.. I better prove myself to be good.. Else i can go bang wall!!!&lt;/span&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/7810517-4298781128697903900?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/4298781128697903900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=4298781128697903900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/4298781128697903900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/4298781128697903900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2009/03/hectic-life-of-changes.html' title='Hectic life of changes'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-1663744042682870984</id><published>2009-03-10T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:19:36.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corporate Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;i started work on 23rd June 2009. It has been close to 9 months...&lt;br /&gt;Corporate life... I would say... is not the best part of living. You realise that everything done at work is for a purpose. Well, we may say, we live for a greater purpose.&lt;br /&gt;My job function is sales. But i haven't really gotten any sales done. Once a while, i will be in contact with my customers. They are not in my home country and communication is tough; with the phone line breaking with few words spoken. With reply broken... It's really tough to get the market moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now  wonder, what can i do to speed things up in the country when i'm so far away. Mr Boss always ask me for numbers. But what numbers can i give to him? I feel totally crippled, in language, in knowledge, in even contact and communication. All i can think of is marketing stuffs for my country...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i think of writing for blog.. I end up not writing anything that make sense... Is it my writing skills? Or maybe i'm not emotional enough to even pen things down.. I suck at this... Damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-1663744042682870984?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/1663744042682870984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=1663744042682870984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/1663744042682870984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/1663744042682870984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2009/03/corporate-life.html' title='Corporate Life'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-7399332802927094626</id><published>2009-02-22T17:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T17:45:05.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Hello Sada Vi Le Lo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;MY new job is a job that everyone dreams to have... Or at least the people around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Life is so different for the past 3 months especially, since my dad got ill. He's suffering from Wegener's Granulatomosis. And when i say Suffering, he really is SUFFERING from it... The effect of the medication and the illness itself is shocking. The ageing in his skin, the lack of strength and energy in his action and movements. And a father whom i never expects i would see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Since i was 9 years old, i gotten used to coming hm to a pretty much empty house... With radio, TV as my company... Afterwhich, i stayed in NTU hostel for like 3 years, for which the times when i came home... It was more of like a break for me... My family grew apart, in some ways when my grandmother passed away few years back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;With the illness that my father is having, it seems overwhelming sometimes to have so many people at my place, hanging around, visiting and cooking etc etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Somehow or another, i thinki've slowly gotten used to it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;My work is great despite the hiccups that i encounter once a while. I still think i should be thankful to him who gave me a chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;He gave me more than just a job. He taught me a lot, directly or indirectly allowing me to learn, love and experience things which i don't know if i could without his presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I made a big investment on a DSLR recently and am having fun with it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Recently, i spend a lot of time crying... whailing out to people... like Shun, Fei, Stephanie and others... People grew apart often due to relationships, work etc... I guess i'm one of them. But i regret for all the special bonds that were present previously and seems to be missing now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;People all grow up, and people always live for themselves. I live for myself many times, but for some situation, i'm pushed around too much. Often when told to friends who cared about me... I get whacked:"why can't u just protect urself." " I'm worried for you, if u always get pushed around like that!" are just some of the common phrases people say to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I am a very big emotional sponge, and i think what Mr. M.D says about me is right... That i've done better than what others could if in my current situation. If he had know the entire situation, i guess... I'd be his idol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Indeed, i feel that in many cases, i've done better than what others had. It was tough, each and everytime things happened and pass by, i cry and wail and yell and hit people... But i always will hold through all troubles and worries... Well, that's me. If you know me well enough, i tear so much each and everyday, but i do understand that whatever don't kill me, does make ms so so so so much stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Anyway, I've said this so many times and i will keep saying this... Until, i can live like days, months and years of my life feeling satisfied internally. When i say this... I'm just looking for times when the net emotion each day is +ve. And i can smile to sleep everyday... Wake up looking forward to happy times ahead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Smile my dear friends!&lt;/span&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/7810517-7399332802927094626?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/7399332802927094626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=7399332802927094626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/7399332802927094626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/7399332802927094626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2009/02/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-7026685890811349565</id><published>2009-02-17T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:37:52.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;He say he will spend that day with me... Will he?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Really?&lt;/span&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/7810517-7026685890811349565?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/7026685890811349565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=7026685890811349565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/7026685890811349565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/7026685890811349565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-birthday.html' title='my birthday'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-1010677945310044881</id><published>2008-12-04T07:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T07:47:01.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>men are men...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;When a man don't love u... forget about all the promises he has made...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Men are afterall men...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;What difference are they from ***?&lt;/span&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/7810517-1010677945310044881?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/1010677945310044881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=1010677945310044881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/1010677945310044881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/1010677945310044881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/12/men-are-men.html' title='men are men...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-3275036756579681836</id><published>2008-10-29T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T00:21:49.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been quite some time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Since 8th May... My life changed so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;To someone i feel so unsure of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Is this the real me? Is this what is not me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I am so difficult to understand these days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I have the bestest job i can ever thought of having, cool, funky colleagues... Colleagues more sporting than others...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Today, i had interaction with my boss, he's still sweet to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;S. came online today, just to say hi to me... And apologised saying, she's sorry that she hasn't been spending enough time for me... Asked me for a dinner with vendor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;KT asked me out for coffee... Only today, it's not convenient for me to have coffee... I made him mocha (gao gao ) instead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;KH called me a sweetie and asked me to go for drinking session tonight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Steph is a good buddy... nice to bitch with... and she still owe me a dinner... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I had lunch with mt. costing 65 just for 2 main course...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;An ex-student's mum dropped me msg, saying she's glad to hear from me for Diwali, and said, they miss me a lot, hope to hear from me. So i offered to help Shar with tuition once again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;C is so nice, he is bringing me for Halloween this friday... he had been very nice to me, since we started contacting like 2 months back. I wonder if he's pitying me as well... Feeling that i feel somewhat maybe empty inside?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;K. bought me a CD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Quek listened to me telling her about 1 sad month in my life... following the crying... then stop crying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Denise listens to my complain all the time... hang out with me whenever we can...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Fei-jie, though sometimes i get rude to her... She's been very forgiving... thinking that.. I'm just her xiao-meimei and forgives me for all that i say.. and all that i do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Shunz... listen to my.. "aye.. i damn sianz..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I had my company DnD, and i won the best dress... People see me and regard me as high potential in office... Some welcome me, some are so happy to see me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Some Nepalese guy seems to like me, msged smth like 'miss u'... I dare not even reply...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm waiting for YF to send me a postcard... I wonder if he forgot about it, or is it going to take too long... Coming from China or Sweden... Hm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm going back to learning my bike... Next lesson is scheduled on 2nd Nov afternoon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Brother's wedding is soon... next friday... I'll be on leave... The biggest thing at Limster for don't know how many years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Last week, got the 1st taste of how it feels when pple ask me to get married... Might be just a casual remark. But i just know it will never be soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;In September, there was this period of time... Every morning i woke up with a sigh... Thinking why is there a need to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;We're just a shell, and i've lost my soul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I can't understand how people find so much meaning in living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Don't they know that no one's indispensible in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;The world will go on... regardless of who's absence or presence...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Yes... Some people make a difference, make a change... Yet there are also many thing that doesn't actually even need a change... So, why change...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Why your presence that make such changes... That is actually no change... Things remain in status quo, though the rationale behind it is different... Yet, what's the use of such rationale when nothing can be done...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Everyday, we are just waiting for some meaning to come. But when it comes... u realise that, it's not for u to own that meaning... To own that life, what would u do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;These few months has been very emotional for me... Having been in relationships for over the past 8-9 years, and suddenly being single once again... I start keeping things in myself again, because i'm so used to sharing everything with my significant other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;My trusted one... where is he? when is he coming to me? is he even there for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm not desperate for a partner. Just that when i looked back, life seems so much easier, simpler all because of the presence of someone. Doesn't even necessarily be a special one, doesn't even need to be someone u love deeply. But it was so much easier. No matter how much it seems like u don't want to marry that person. It's as though everyday, u r working to plan for something in the future, better ahead... Need not be a family, need not be a home... But there's just someone to lean on when u feel really down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Now. Me. I'm expected to understand. Expected to tolerate. Expected to be nice. Expected to know how. Expected to do everything. Just because i look like i'm strong, super career minded... doesn't mean i'm made of metal. I have emotions too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Enqi said... "U look like u don't need a man..." Should i feel good about that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;A. said... " You've changed so much. When i first met you, you look like someone who will not fall in love. I thought, wow, this girl is so professional!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;A. said... " Beauty, Brain, Bitch"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;The world is so messy these days... There's an article " Lust @ lunch" in the women's weekly magazine... Read it if u can... Think about the faith when it comes to marriage....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;My ideal, marry a man say.... ard... 42... he has everything, no need to think about car, house, career etc... No hassle, of going thru things like, how much for apartment down payment. 20 yrs later, he's 62, i'm 43. Still alright.. Chilren ard 17 yr old... When he's 70, can start taking care of him... And by then my child around 25... I'm ard 50... And then... when he dies... i'll focus on career... holiday.. else grandchildren... With his insurance money and saving, i'll have a good life... If good, i might still be able to get good companion... What a life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm very bad at expressing myself, even not go for a wake... because i do not know what to say... I never really know how to make pple feel that i love them except for trying to do the right things... alamak.. i'm not even making sense here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I have a very weird feeling anyway, seems like something might be happening soon... Don't ask me wat... but like there's something coming up... We shall see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;My life... no excitement for the next few years... It will all be about work... and people whom i go out with, drink with, eat with, work with... what else... No marriage... no love... no children... not at the moment for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I'll be 24 next year... 2 dozens, 3 eights, 4 sixes, 5 four-point-eight, and 6 fours... What will i do on my birthday... I think it's a wednesday... Not a very exciting for anything to happen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm just a simple girl, simple person. What to expect... No special person to give me flower... not on valentine's... not on my birthday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;What about Christmas this year? No more earrings in Chocolates... No more romantic dinners... No more JB shopping... No more so many things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I don't need a boyfriend. I need a specific aim/ meaning/goal... Like, i want to be XXX in XX company by Xyrs that kinda thing.. But i know.. nothing can satisfy me... nothing will make me feel really OMPH! to work hard... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;At the end of each day... We just want to be happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;That's why we seek ways and means to try to get what we want...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Some of us get happy by gaining power, so we climb up the ladder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Some of us get happy by having more money, so we increase our sales...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Some of us get happy by having sex, so we go around screwing people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;some of us get happy by looking pretty, we end up going for so many enhancements and surgery...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Perhaps, those are our insecurities...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;The lousier u are, the more you want to be on the top...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;The richer u are, the more you think u are not as rich as XXX...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;The less potent you are, the more you want to prove your worthiness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;The prettier you are, the more you are afraid to look ugly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;My my.... i can really talk crap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Till then....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-7810517.post-8049039127226815628</id><published>2008-10-29T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:33:08.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the love of my life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You Are The Love Of My Life - George Benson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You Are The Love Of My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I knew it right from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The moment I looked at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You found a place in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You Are The Love Of My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You give me reason to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You taught me how to be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With you is where I belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No one's ever touched me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quite the way you touched me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;People search a life time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To find what we have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You Are The Love Of My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One thing that's good in this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll spend the rest of my days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You Are The Love Of My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The heart and sould of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Once I was lost and alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With you at last I am home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You Are The Love Of My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You give me reason to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You give me so much of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And leave me room to be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No one's ever touched me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quite the way you touched me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;People search a life time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To find what we have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You Are The Love Of My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One thing that's good in this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And in a world full of change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One thing I'm sure of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You Are The Love Of My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The one thing that makes sense in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll spend the rest of my days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just loving you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You Are The Love Of My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I thank GOD I'm alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To spend my lifetime with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You Are The Love Of My Life.&lt;/span&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/7810517-8049039127226815628?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810517.post-8395619941742043207</id><published>2008-10-20T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:20:30.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love poem.. for my far away lover...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;We smiled when we part...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Now we live miles apart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I'll fill you in my dreams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Unto you.. i give my heart....&lt;/span&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/7810517-8395619941742043207?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/8395619941742043207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=8395619941742043207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/8395619941742043207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/8395619941742043207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-poem-for-my-far-away-lover.html' title='Love poem.. for my far away lover...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-8004528620498176081</id><published>2008-10-18T12:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T12:49:10.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Company DnD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Mambo Jumbo! Retro! was the theme for my company DnD...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm only in the company for about 3.5 months...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;And the very first DnD i attended...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;It was great fun... until i felt so tired of all the picture taking... hm... But it's ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I think i have become pretty quiet recently.... Not much ramblings n etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Or maybe i talk to much that i can't bring myself to put them down in words anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;So.. i'll just put some pictures here... and that's it.. close this entry... Anyway, i don't even know if there's anyone still reading the blog.. haha.. just for fun then.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/zcjHaHVEN_vHCKvG09M_1g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/i.am.elena/SPlkXJPPuaI/AAAAAAAAIGU/1hrD6yZ0kZQ/s400/IMG_4475%20small.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="right"&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/i.am.elena/10GEDnD"&gt;10. GE-DnD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do i look Retro enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_u8cik7asDsSqeJwcg_6CQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/i.am.elena/SPlmaCA6NpI/AAAAAAAAIKk/wOgD9EpHXZw/s400/IMG_4496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/i.am.elena/10GEDnD"&gt;10. GE-DnD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is me n my HR manager....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/imyF7pS13-DIMa21WoTjwA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/i.am.elena/SPlncq_yhgI/AAAAAAAAIMQ/OvsslAMRXvg/s400/IMG_4513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/i.am.elena/10GEDnD"&gt;10. GE-DnD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Boss... Me... My DnD Chairperson....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/m2_FoHRdFmopBeKlQL1_yQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/i.am.elena/SPlmj-akfcI/AAAAAAAAIK8/4sKsxQ0kC84/s400/IMG_4502.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/i.am.elena/10GEDnD"&gt;10. GE-DnD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The group of girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/46ySCYStcxQoOaZQfxYg3w"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/i.am.elena/SPlnPa4p1BI/AAAAAAAAILw/TgY5wnH2fzw/s400/IMG_4509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/i.am.elena/10GEDnD"&gt;10. GE-DnD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Me and my favorite lawyer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_d5qFCJ7saU4gOHYxtAjFg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/i.am.elena/SPlmibXBpXI/AAAAAAAAIK4/GKAwTQ8sbSw/s400/IMG_4501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/i.am.elena/10GEDnD"&gt;10. GE-DnD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Me and Guy... My newest Neighbor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2vRFkVDfKD4g70xXD8ruJA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/i.am.elena/SPlkiy1XgII/AAAAAAAAIHM/w3v7CGz_1VE/s400/IMG_4481%20small.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/i.am.elena/10GEDnD"&gt;10. GE-DnD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My big boss ex-PA, my punky fren... n me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/3uBs17jTpOivWBfV4Pwg1A"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/i.am.elena/SPln-ZpTfyI/AAAAAAAAIN0/PtivhxkhCiQ/s400/IMG_4527.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/i.am.elena/10GEDnD"&gt;10. GE-DnD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My table...&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/7810517-8004528620498176081?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/8004528620498176081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=8004528620498176081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/8004528620498176081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/8004528620498176081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/10/company-dnd.html' title='Company DnD'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/i.am.elena/SPlkXJPPuaI/AAAAAAAAIGU/1hrD6yZ0kZQ/s72-c/IMG_4475%20small.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810517.post-6563009113021059335</id><published>2008-10-18T12:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T12:13:36.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lover...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brainfall.com/quizzes/what-kind-of-date-are-you/"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;What Kind of Date Are You?&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.brainfall.com/images/test90/Romantic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are a Romantic.&lt;/strong&gt; You know how to please your partner and make them feel special. You get to know them and find what they like. You truly care about them and how they feel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="right"&gt;Find Your Character @ &lt;a href="http://www.brainfall.com"&gt;BrainFall.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;                                            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-6563009113021059335?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/6563009113021059335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=6563009113021059335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/6563009113021059335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/6563009113021059335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/10/lover.html' title='lover...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-5518985883012584083</id><published>2008-10-18T12:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T12:10:48.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brainfall.com/quizzes/how-sexy-are-you/"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;How Sexy Are You?&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.brainfall.com/images/test103/Foxy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Foxy.&lt;/strong&gt; Wherever you go, people can't keep their eyes off of you. You are cool, classy and seductive. You love the attention you get and flirt with everyone. You are never alone- and never will be. You are popular and your phone is always ringing. Your life is absolutely perfect and you would not change one thing about it! You love being a sexy fox!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="right"&gt;Find Your Character @ &lt;a href="http://www.brainfall.com"&gt;BrainFall.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;                                            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-5518985883012584083?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/5518985883012584083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=5518985883012584083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/5518985883012584083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/5518985883012584083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/10/sexy.html' title='Sexy...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-1481737767511058865</id><published>2008-09-28T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T18:31:49.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Ba Zi</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4 style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Personality and Character&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; You are very good in judging others and hardly make an error. You plan strategies and sense the weaknesses of your adversaries. Your sense of compassion and understanding easily draw people to you. You are determined, ambitious, knowledgeable and innovative which will likely make you financially successful. Your reserved ways and quiet mannerisms emphasize your strength and worthiness to others. As a sensitive person your ego can be bruised easily as you do not tolerate any disrespect. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; You are a gifted person who can accomplish a great deal if properly motivated. You are also good at know-how to manage, handle and use others through your diplomatic talent. You are fast in reacting to situations, catching opportunities and can see what people want from you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Romance and Compatibilities&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; You have a high libido and often have a busy sex life and secret affairs. You need a family, so marriage is important. The extramarital affairs will create conflicts and cause much problem to you. You always crave and look for a complementary broad-minded person to share your life with. Taurus, Cancer, Scorpio and Capricorn born in Snake/Rat/Rooster years are your favorite. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; You are open and explicitly sexual with men. You like to teach and train your men as lovers and so you often choose younger men as your lovers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Profession&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; You are steady, courageous, creative and innovative. You desire to live in luxury and with your strength, dedication and patience you can become rich if you choose to be. Integrity and respect is important to you as a boss. As an employee, you are reliable but a bit too slow. Suitable careers include company director, administrator, stockbroker, office manager or lawyer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; You will achieve much success in the financial field like mortgages, financial futures, stock broking and money market. You are capable in planning, building, developing and operating a business enterprise. In short, you hope to become a capitalist and you often associate with people in high places. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-1481737767511058865?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/1481737767511058865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=1481737767511058865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/1481737767511058865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/1481737767511058865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-ba-zi.html' title='My Ba Zi'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-8902953586387546752</id><published>2008-09-28T12:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T12:41:27.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adopt a child...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;What's wrong with adoption?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;What's wrong with giving meaning and life to myself and someone else...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Isn't it better to be slogging n etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Instead of leading each day... Feeling like dying??&lt;/span&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/7810517-8902953586387546752?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/8902953586387546752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=8902953586387546752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/8902953586387546752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/8902953586387546752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/09/adopt-child.html' title='Adopt a child...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-4471782759506884010</id><published>2008-08-29T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:53:26.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I always used to believe that... there is just that someone... somewhere in the world for each and everyone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;A perfect fit... a perfect match...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;But... it's a matter of.. when u will find him/her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;When u are old and failing in health? Or when u are still young and vibrant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Where will u find him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Just across the street? Or... in the next continent... Or... if fate doesn't allow... u never find that someone special...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Maybe you will find... maybe you won't in your lifetime...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;But i still believe that he/she exists...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;The perfect match...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Otherwise... would u settle for less?&lt;/span&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/7810517-4471782759506884010?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/4471782759506884010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=4471782759506884010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/4471782759506884010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/4471782759506884010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/08/that-one.html' title='that one...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-2783739520131408050</id><published>2008-07-26T22:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T22:59:48.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers everyday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;When i get super rich.. super super rich... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;The thing i will get is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Fresh flowers to my house eeveryday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;The smell of it.. WOW! Amazing... i can't describe!&lt;/span&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/7810517-2783739520131408050?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/2783739520131408050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=2783739520131408050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/2783739520131408050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/2783739520131408050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/07/flowers-everyday.html' title='Flowers everyday...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-1579844377805302176</id><published>2008-06-29T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T00:04:33.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>am i lost?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; thank u Mr Glenn Lee Junxiang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He's bringing me out on a trip to KL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well.. he says: " u know what?! u r feeling lost.. I'd been thru the stage too. And... u just need time alone and u will know what u want!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, i have many things in life now.. and i have nothing in life now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes i'm embarking on a journey, a new exciting journey... But then again, because it's just starting.. i actually have nothing NOW! Nothing at all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe soon i will have something.. maybe soon i will have everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But, i will be stronger, i will be much more stronger than what people want me to be. Afterall, i'm the very first, and one and only CDP trainee in my company...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love my company, i love my position, i love my boss!! He gave me all the things that i had never expect i could ever have!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, i also have to stop drinking so much. Recently got the habit of drinking.. not really say drinking but when u go out with people, u drink!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Isaac just told me that for every like 1ml of beer, it's 7 calories... Heh.. thanks Bro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, i will have to try to cut down my food in take also. Eat less, since the drinking part is pretty hard to get rid of, so... cut the food consumption la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do i want? what do i expect.. i don't know... The BEST???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&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/7810517-1579844377805302176?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/1579844377805302176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=1579844377805302176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/1579844377805302176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/1579844377805302176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/06/am-i-lost.html' title='am i lost?'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-8815688292384022536</id><published>2008-06-07T17:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T17:36:02.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New look... new job...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/SEpWWDik-LI/AAAAAAAAHOM/WnvQYLkGiFg/s1600-h/IMG_3314-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/SEpWWDik-LI/AAAAAAAAHOM/WnvQYLkGiFg/s400/IMG_3314-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;This is how my hair looks like now...&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling so bored.. i decided to go for a hair cut!&lt;br /&gt;I had too much forehead.. because.. the hair just seems to thin which ever way i part it...&lt;br /&gt;So.. i decided to have some fringe.. and now.. i have no forehead!!&lt;br /&gt;It's like.. only 45 mins after the haircut.. and i feel so hot on my fore head... But this hairstyle might need quite a lot of maintainence... Bought a Visal Sasson clipper.. to clip my hair straight. The hair style i had previously was so 'not 3 not 4' so it was a little difficult to cut.&lt;br /&gt;The stylist was a nice cute boy who took lots of patience man... $20.90 for a wash and hair cut which took altogether about 1h 20 mins?!!! It's so hard to earn my money...&lt;br /&gt;How.. this hair covers my brow... so.. does it mean that i don't have to ask for threading...&lt;br /&gt;Hm... a new hair for a new start! yeah!!!&lt;br /&gt;I had the few most daring thing done, in my perception... Some of which i can't tell.. haheha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7810517-8815688292384022536?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/8815688292384022536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=8815688292384022536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/8815688292384022536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/8815688292384022536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-look-new-job.html' title='New look... new job...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/SEpWWDik-LI/AAAAAAAAHOM/WnvQYLkGiFg/s72-c/IMG_3314-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810517.post-2799727894031004303</id><published>2008-05-22T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T10:31:32.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mattel Inc.'/><title type='text'>Convo hat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/SDTaw_xlrdI/AAAAAAAAFbg/tCtzdrWi-00/s1600-h/msn+dialouge+box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/SDTaw_xlrdI/AAAAAAAAFbg/tCtzdrWi-00/s320/msn+dialouge+box.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203024004807765458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Interestingly.. pple just love to wear other pple's hat... hm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-2799727894031004303?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/2799727894031004303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=2799727894031004303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/2799727894031004303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/2799727894031004303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/05/convo-hat.html' title='Convo hat...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/SDTaw_xlrdI/AAAAAAAAFbg/tCtzdrWi-00/s72-c/msn+dialouge+box.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810517.post-2511629075763811538</id><published>2008-05-22T07:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T07:52:23.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GE'/><title type='text'>GE healthcare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I had about 4/5 Gin Tonic last night at the living room (Marriot) with Arun....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;He sent me back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;BMW is really good... silent... comfortable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;And... he mentioned...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;"I hope we'll remain friends no matter what the result is. But you have good chance"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Well... i hope so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;i told ken that.. say, if i don't get it... then.. so be it... then i'll at least have a High flyer friend... a CEO friend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Will be off to Bali... so... hope everything will go well... in my absence....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Hope he and the HR manager will not find a better replacement than me! for the position... Cos.. the program has been approved by the international HR VP....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;hm....&lt;/span&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/7810517-2511629075763811538?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/2511629075763811538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=2511629075763811538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/2511629075763811538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/2511629075763811538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/05/ge-healthcare.html' title='GE healthcare'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-4733404075613582796</id><published>2008-05-11T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T23:36:56.035+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ASPIRE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BioE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'>Stress! scared!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stress!! stress!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just  wrote letter to GE healthcare CEO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just found out that i need to present to those scientist in my trip to ShenZhen!! Ah!! Super stressed la!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I thought the most important presentation is over la!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But now.. i have a more important one than this!! URGH!! stress!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll be going for my STB management trainee interview tml!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First round!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope everything will be good..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was just looking at my schedule. And i thought i can rest, i thought i could start sleeping more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But maybe my break will only be those 3 days diving in Bali,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Other than that... i still have to learn my Motor Bike, and i still have to prepare the presentation slide... Ah.. Ah... so scared!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-4733404075613582796?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/4733404075613582796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=4733404075613582796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/4733404075613582796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/4733404075613582796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/05/stress-scared.html' title='Stress! scared!'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-8460413895957127456</id><published>2008-05-10T18:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T18:29:37.195+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ASPIRE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mattel Inc.'/><title type='text'>This is me... heh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life as an &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;INTJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Introvert, Intuitive, Thinker, Judger)         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;People of this type tend to be: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;autonomous, aloof, and intellectual; imaginative, innovative, and unique; critical, analytical, and logical; intellectually curious, driven to learn and increase their competence and knowledge; socially cautious and reserved; organized and definitive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The most important thing to INTJs is their &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;independence&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;being able to live according to their own standards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7810517-8460413895957127456?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/8460413895957127456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=8460413895957127456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/8460413895957127456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/8460413895957127456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-is-me-heh.html' title='This is me... heh...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-2789136237833235945</id><published>2008-05-08T01:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T01:21:28.460+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BioE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mattel Inc.'/><title type='text'>12.30am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I can't really remember since when have i slept before 12.30am... Heh... actually i doubt. i even sleep before 12 midnight over the past maybe half year at least....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Cousin sis tell me that i have to pao yang.. hm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I will try to sleep early...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Ken's not around this weekend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm done with FYP tml...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;PR course is also over an done with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Most of my student's exams are also over... so... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I hope i really can sleep early... i really do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Very tired already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Ken is also very tired... haha.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Poor fellow.. help me with so many things all these while....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Sleep early!!!!!!!  I need rest!!!!&lt;/span&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/7810517-2789136237833235945?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/2789136237833235945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=2789136237833235945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/2789136237833235945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/2789136237833235945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/05/1130pm.html' title='12.30am'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-4838074390363556034</id><published>2008-05-04T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T23:33:26.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='msn nick'/><title type='text'>04/05/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is my nick... and i'm about to change it.. cos.. i might be learning piano soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah!! the thought of "teacher" scares me...&lt;br /&gt;That makes me wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Does my students also feel the same???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSN NICK ARCHIVE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;"家韵: 温柔的云朵高高挂，沉默的海洋静如画。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;What kinda family is this... 有福我们享,有难你和我们一起担..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the latter one.. refers to... heh... u know... i know.. can liao... no need to spell out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7810517-4838074390363556034?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/4838074390363556034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=4838074390363556034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/4838074390363556034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/4838074390363556034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/05/040508.html' title='04/05/08'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-373722831366968995</id><published>2008-05-01T01:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T01:25:13.650+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NTU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BioE'/><title type='text'>My holiday trip to China... really holiday... heh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is what i'm going China for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/i.am.elena/Misc/photo#5195090161449152082"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/i.am.elena/SBiq-iFNrlI/AAAAAAAAFUk/Lv90Ntw8c1k/s400/Conference.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm not ask to prepare anything... but i'm going there to enjoy the atmosphere... also to visit my father...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Interestingly... Tong Kuan is going too.. hahahha...&lt;/span&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/7810517-373722831366968995?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/373722831366968995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=373722831366968995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/373722831366968995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/373722831366968995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-holiday-trip-to-china-really-holiday.html' title='My holiday trip to China... really holiday... heh...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/i.am.elena/SBiq-iFNrlI/AAAAAAAAFUk/Lv90Ntw8c1k/s72-c/Conference.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810517.post-4050380085130508931</id><published>2008-04-28T10:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T10:21:23.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why am i not Rich...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This post was actually part of another post, but i thought why not just extract it out... and put it as a seperate one, since this is so long too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So.. just to explain why i'm not rich... and that i'm actually quite broke...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;People tend to think that i'm very rich because i have been so hardworking, teaching tuitions... But this is a job that doesn't give any passive income, so, i work, i earn, i don't work, i don't earn. In good times, i can earn up to 4k a month, but often is that. And if that 4k were to come, i assure u that the months following that 4k-month, will be about 1-2.5 months of... less than $500... And most of the time in a year, tuition goes on for an average of about 7.5 months each year, taking into account, the non-examination period, school holiday, misc. holidays and student sick, i sick, unable to fix a time for lesson due to other unforeseen changes/ events. Being a student+ Part time student as well, i do have limited time for tuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Giving myself an income of 2K each month(for 7.5 months= 15k) from tuition, and spreading them over an entire year, i draw an average of salary = 1.25K each month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This amount have to cover for all my food and expenses over the month, cos i haven't been taking any allowance since 2004? perhaps. There are times when extra money is spent due to gifts... Buying computer and etc. In these 4 years, my few biggest expenses are 1. Fujitsu laptop, 2. Lenovo Computer, 3. Driving lesson (half paid for by my mum), 4. Handphones, 5. Gifts!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So.. u know why i'm broke now??&lt;/span&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/7810517-4050380085130508931?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/4050380085130508931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=4050380085130508931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/4050380085130508931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/4050380085130508931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-am-i-not-rich.html' title='Why am i not Rich...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-2354432738564304791</id><published>2008-04-28T09:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T10:42:00.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NTU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BioE'/><title type='text'>What's there for me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alright.. NTU exams is over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of my four years in NTU, i've never felt so kancheong after an exam before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I took a total of 4 examinable module thie semester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First was Engineers and Society. This module concentrate on principle/ Moral/ Ethics  and politics in Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have a boyfriend who graduated from NUS. And from all the comments that he made, ober times when he sees me studying and doing my assignments. It has always been... " NUS don't have this...", " Your content seems good hor... Like very interesting..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm very glad that i've chosen NTU (Not Too Useful) over NUS (Not Useful Still)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My school life is almost over, 1+ more week to go. Get over and done with my FYP presentation and.... I'll be a free lady... Free from studying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Firstly, i would like to express my regret, for not studying hard enough in NTU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had always thought that.. i won't excel, not in most of the things i do. Not because i don't try hard enough. But i have belief that there is a cap for what each individual can perform. And... I sorta know where my cap is, and that's also the point in which i should stop putting in extra effort in hope to make things happen... Because that's what we call in Economics - Diminishing Returns...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have returns, but not worth the effort kinda thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I spent a lot of my time in University, doing other things... things other than studying, joining clubs and researching... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rather i spent most of my time teaching tuition, learning other things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In year 1/2 i attempted joining some clubs in sch, but my ex tend to always stop me, and hinder everything i do. All because he come from a scholar family with a family line of generals and scholars; they take deep consideration into studies. And one thing he said that is quite true is " U are here in Uni to study... What? XXX club can get u ur jobs meh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Which i think what he says does make sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ken was an active individual in uni, but his results weren't that great. And of course if he could turn back time, he would have spent more time into studying and not wooing girls(me) that perhaps could/could not have been the cause for failing a final semester module.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Back to the topic about MY studies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tonight is my final module exam for PR, and my graduation assignment is due on 5th May, in partial fulfillment of a Diploma in PR and Mass Communication. Well, i would say the handwork is worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So by July, i'm hopefully a Bachelor (Hon) grad in Bioenginner and a Diploma Grad in PR and Mass Comm. I might have felt tired, too many times this year. But i didn't break down and cry, but just floating through the whole year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm rather amaze by the number of modules i took in my entire time in NTU.. haha.. i just make a counting... and it's 55!!! modules in all... Wow!! that has to be rather amazing... Supposedly this is almost the highest number of modules students should be taking. Reason being, I'm from NTU, and NTU student do take more modules than NUS, Secondly, i'm from Bioengineering, so even within NTU itself, the number of modules is crazy!! Thirdly, i took a minor! so it's extra few modules... Hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okok... will post smth later.. now gtg rush out.. tuition.. so that i can earn my diving lesson fees... Update more tonight....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7810517-2354432738564304791?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/2354432738564304791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=2354432738564304791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/2354432738564304791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/2354432738564304791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/04/whats-there-for-me.html' title='What&apos;s there for me...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-7133141114918236351</id><published>2008-04-22T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T16:59:26.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mattel Inc.'/><title type='text'>The devil wears a prada!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/i.am.elena/IAmADevil/photo#5191981004558806562"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/i.am.elena/SA2fNyFNriI/AAAAAAAAFTc/BMp4NyAdPxs/s400/Prada.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I can be a doctor... but i can own a doctor bag!! Tada everyone!!! this is my new bag... the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Doctor bag from &lt;/span&gt;Prada.. i have this leather tag thing... can u give me idea what i can put there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Hm.. need something a little classy.. and... a little bit of this.. and a little bit of that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Poor poor ken.. have to buy this for me.. heh... thanks!!! *mucks!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;anyway... the Detail is really very good... better than some of those branded stuffs around...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;The leather smell good.. the dust bag is soft... think can just put a pillow and use the dust bag as a pillow case....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;the inside of the bag is real good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Why Prada as oppose to others?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Because.. i find some brands too... too.. publicised!! and too well like by too many people.. then it feels a little too ordinary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I will get those brands soon.. sometime.. but just not now... i love this start of the branded spree with a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prad&lt;/span&gt;a... Because I am a devil! So i wear a Prada! haha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;The way the bag opens... is.. wow.. good... i like the style...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Even the bottom of the bag.. there is this 4 metal thing that let's it stand.. PRADA is engraved on it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;this is quality...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I like the nylon thing.. just for Prada. Makes Prada more special... But i can't deny that.. Prada has ugly bags as well.. opps....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Haha... well.. i'm glad.. happy for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Will have to study in a while... 24 hour to next paper... and... hm... not studied anything till now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;will soon be planning the Bali trip soon... will go scuba diving n etc... $ will be flying out of my pocket...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Hoping for the confirmation of my position as a research and stock analyst~!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;And... will plan for the ShenZhen trip as well.. heh. going with NTU prof... for a conference.. feels good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" 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/7810517-7133141114918236351?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/7133141114918236351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=7133141114918236351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/7133141114918236351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/7133141114918236351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/04/devil-wears-prada.html' title='The devil wears a prada!'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/i.am.elena/SA2fNyFNriI/AAAAAAAAFTc/BMp4NyAdPxs/s72-c/Prada.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810517.post-7152860583284334300</id><published>2008-04-22T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T01:48:39.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mattel Inc.'/><title type='text'>22 April 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just a little note...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What i have from now.. till.......... Maybe when i start work!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;23rd April = Financial Institution exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;25th April = Nano technology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;28th April = PR FINAL module exams + Assignment due dates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;5th May = PR Graduation project due&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;8th May = FYP Poster presentation  hm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Once over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Assuming everything pass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And.. i'm an official Bachelorette!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heh... &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Bachelor in BioEngineering (Hon.)&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Diploma graduate in PR and Mass Communication!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This year... is a tough year for me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Having gone through a lot of shit with Ken...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Things are really seemingly getting a lot better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Over the past whole year... There were many mood swings were i was often upset and aimless, especially in those holiday times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not knowing what to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's like... i'm reaching a cross road... A junction that... the turn i take more of less decide, and also path out my future...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thoughts like... 'what i wanna do in the future?' often make me feel angry because i'm basically a jack of all trades and a master of none! There seems to be nothing i'm really very passionate about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In my younger days when choosing for secondary sch, JC and even Uni course... I often had to stand at a junction, struggle... Think through and cry and wail and be so upset... just trying to squeeze out an answer- an answer of what do i want.. what do i like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Many people who are smart are given the talent and priviledge to pursue something that they like... or just that something that they are good at... People who may not be that lucky, they are driven by the need for money and they work hard and ultimately reaching somewhere... Some people who are not as lucky... Will be satisfied with the things that is offered to them... A route that is paved for them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But i felt unlucky.. because I'm not too lousy... yet.. i'm not good enough in many aspect that I've learnt... Like in Music, i have a grade 8, and may complete my diploma. But i have no talent it in.. like.. a friend, Zixiang... he was the top MEP student in Dunman, just looking at him play the keyboard, piano is enough to memorizes many girls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't have passion like Lynn, who gave up her Cambridge law scholarship just to study medicine in Singapore....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm just a simple girl... no talent... not good enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now i'm at the cross road again... But this time.. this decision is really a major one... what to choose.. where to go... what to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've somehow decided....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not that i have already been offered... but these choices were diversified enough for me to think through what kinda life style.. standards and what i really, or... rather.. not say really.. but.. to eliminate what i do not want... heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#1. A 18 mth research and stock analyst leading on to a trading job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#2. A teaching associate in a polytechnic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#3. Financial Advisor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#4. Funding Manager with A*Star Biomedical Council&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#5. Biomedical Sales Rep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, i chosen #1! heh... I see that it can give me the best prospect...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hm... feeling nausea now... shall rest.. will come back soon.. for more....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7810517-7152860583284334300?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/7152860583284334300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=7152860583284334300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/7152860583284334300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/7152860583284334300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/04/22-april-2008.html' title='22 April 2008'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-8421526413707970863</id><published>2008-04-10T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T19:48:00.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's really haunting... they are werid... crazy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS; color: rgb(153, 51, 102); font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken kept asking me last night... "how are they affecting u..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied to him many times.. that the thought of them are enough to make me feel paranoid... &lt;br /&gt;And if given a choice i don't even wanna acknowledge them as my parent-in-law...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this might not sound right... but ur mum's stuffs is making me go berserk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream that my mum is going to suffer from dementia... and i told her.. i need to get her some medication... and she asked if it's really necessary....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said to her.. YES YES YES YES YES!!! in a very frantic manner.... And... I said to her. That if she doesn't eat her medicine.. she will go crazy.. And.. she'll be like Ken's mother.... She's Crazy!! It's very irritating and it's very mentally draining....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i wake up feeling so tensed up... my heart is still beating so fast... And i find it difficult to concentrate on my exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please... leave ur mother away from me... I really can't take it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so paranoid.. i feel so... like.. mentally tortured... and i feel so... i can't describe... but.. it's really somthing that.. is haunting... the way they behave, his mum, his dad... All.. they things that they do, the lives that they seems to be destroying.. me, ken, J, Serene... is that all??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really starting to hate them more each day...&lt;br /&gt;And... they are really like ghost... haunting me... even in my dreams....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-8421526413707970863?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/8421526413707970863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=8421526413707970863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/8421526413707970863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/8421526413707970863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/04/ken-kept-asking-me-last-night.html' title='It&apos;s really haunting... they are werid... crazy!'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-6327584120740238151</id><published>2008-03-23T01:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T01:10:11.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the family....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;This is my one post.. after so long so long...&lt;br /&gt;I remember the times when i was in HIHS...&lt;br /&gt;And on the very first day of school...&lt;br /&gt;The school bell for morning assembly just sound so different.. so soothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's this song u can here on this page right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent to all my friends from HIHS....&lt;br /&gt;So that we can all get that nostalgic feeling...&lt;br /&gt;Denise felt so sad suddenly.. that we are all so far away from the time when we were carefree... enjoying and loving each other's company...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost having tears....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.. for now.. nothing much to talk about.. i wanna indulge in the song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-6327584120740238151?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/6327584120740238151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=6327584120740238151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/6327584120740238151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/6327584120740238151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2008/03/welcome-to-family.html' title='Welcome to the family....'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-2868032327373863668</id><published>2007-11-30T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T17:12:27.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moocha'/><title type='text'>My moocha is so man!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="600" height="400" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fi.am.elena%2Falbumid%2F5138549785618459377%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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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-7810517.post-7101463957049515516</id><published>2007-11-18T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T16:29:21.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUEK's bday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fi.am.elena%2Falbumid%2F5133683566197253441%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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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-7810517.post-1944295839830808412</id><published>2007-11-18T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T16:28:16.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alvin-Bang's birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fi.am.elena%2Falbumid%2F5133682870412551073%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-1944295839830808412?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/1944295839830808412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=1944295839830808412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/1944295839830808412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/1944295839830808412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/11/alvin-bangs-birthday.html' title='Alvin-Bang&apos;s birthday!'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-7079799445845058889</id><published>2007-10-29T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T09:55:13.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0.5 million</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urm... what business would u do if u have 0.5 million?&lt;br /&gt;Just a question... can my friends email me... or talk to me on MSN about this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-7079799445845058889?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810517.post-8017653769353630297</id><published>2007-08-25T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T15:56:36.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chiong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mattel Inc.'/><title type='text'>Some recent pictures....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;These are some of the recent pictures i have... haha.. quite a lot of the duck.. quek... only 1 of Ken... check it out....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/i.am.elena/MOS23rdAug/photo#5102201097245467586"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/i.am.elena/Rs6o3YXso8I/AAAAAAAAEC8/OucCpOWihn4/s288/24082007244.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this gf.. of mine.. always make my pictures... look more sexy and beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/i.am.elena/MOS23rdAug/photo#5102201002756187010"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/i.am.elena/Rs6ox4Xso4I/AAAAAAAAECc/gZM0CMqPk5w/s288/24082007235.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/i.am.elena/MOS23rdAug/photo#5102201067180696498"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/i.am.elena/Rs6o1oXso7I/AAAAAAAAEC0/rtulqtW_ZNo/s288/24082007239.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;That stombay ken... don't know how many picture must we take.. before he can give a decent smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/i.am.elena/MOS23rdAug/photo#5102201165964944370"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/i.am.elena/Rs6o7YXso_I/AAAAAAAAEDU/YfEQCDtZszc/s288/24082007247.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;They are Ah Bang's friend....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/i.am.elena/MOS23rdAug/photo#5102201217504551954"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/i.am.elena/Rs6o-YXspBI/AAAAAAAAEDk/8fSay-MFwbU/s288/24082007250.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Quek and Bang....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/i.am.elena/MOS23rdAug/photo#5102201238979388450"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/i.am.elena/Rs6o_oXspCI/AAAAAAAAEDs/jbsfdgsAUnw/s288/24082007251.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/i.am.elena/MOS23rdAug/photo#5102201346353570930"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/i.am.elena/Rs6pF4XspHI/AAAAAAAAEEU/LQVz-9TwNhY/s288/24082007241-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/i.am.elena/MOS23rdAug/photo#5102201415073047714"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/i.am.elena/Rs6pJ4XspKI/AAAAAAAAEEs/cYLYzJvGbsE/s288/24082007234.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/i.am.elena/MOS23rdAug/photo#5102201453727753394"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/i.am.elena/Rs6pMIXspLI/AAAAAAAAEE0/xTckNXa1OJI/s288/24082007236.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;The bling bling thingy on top.. very nice hor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/i.am.elena/MOS23rdAug/photo#5102201479497557186"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/i.am.elena/Rs6pNoXspMI/AAAAAAAAEE8/SmrEDYLEBJ0/s288/24082007238.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally... all in all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/i.am.elena/MOS23rdAug/photo#5102534223498880402"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/i.am.elena/Rs_X14XspZI/AAAAAAAAEHU/02QhP6kEnR8/s400/collage.jpg" /&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/7810517-8017653769353630297?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/8017653769353630297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=8017653769353630297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/8017653769353630297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/8017653769353630297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/08/some-recent-pictures.html' title='Some recent pictures....'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-1090694569429978796</id><published>2007-08-22T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T00:05:41.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>avg target = consistent?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I was taking to this ex colleague on msn just now... then there was this issue about target cycle time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His stand is that... only robot can do that...&lt;br /&gt;Only robots can achieve say... consistency is cycle time of e.g. 3.5 hr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... i told him that... the figure given was with consideration of leeway given...&lt;br /&gt;Say... knowing that there may be issues n etc cropped up hence giving a 85% to efficiency for ideal timing of 2.975 hr, we announce the target to be at 3.5hr instead....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence... to support my stand.. i gave an example... and i think this is VERY classic... and... feels so shiok to post it here... hehe... so here it goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"one rxt being 3h another being 4h still average out to be 3.5h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where is the consistency in there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's an average..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not a definite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Say u take: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;+1 -1 -1 -1 -1 +1 +1 +1 +2 +2 -1.5 -1.5 -1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's still =0!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;see! avergae right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where got consistency?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after this.. he went offline... heh... *opps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-1090694569429978796?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/1090694569429978796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=1090694569429978796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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sick....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-8679046393464539767?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/8679046393464539767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=8679046393464539767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/8679046393464539767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/8679046393464539767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='生病了。。。'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-7142661580536060628</id><published>2007-07-30T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T10:45:33.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>My favourite chinese quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BioE is well known to be a very tough course with exceptional many modules per semester... So there was once.. i was studying for exams. My friend and i were all thinking... how carefree the people in other courses are, esp those in Biz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Complain... Upset, and demoralised.... then there's this girl who studies chinese Lit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;天将降大任于斯人也，&lt;br /&gt;必先苦其心志 劳其筋骨饿其体肤&lt;br /&gt;空乏其身 行拂乱起其所为&lt;br /&gt;是以动心忍性 增盆其所不能。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Meaning to say....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Heaven is about to bestow on u a great task...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hence... it's now that he's training you through all these hardship...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Making you hungry so you can tolerate the upcoming physical pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Make you tired to endure the mental torture...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Because it's only through these experiences... that you can then conquer everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-7142661580536060628?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/7142661580536060628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=7142661580536060628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/7142661580536060628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/7142661580536060628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-favourite-chinese-quote.html' title='My favourite chinese quote'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-4267229647301209555</id><published>2007-07-22T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T14:33:24.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mattel Inc.'/><title type='text'>Career? Family?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Which should be on the top of a man's priority?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Career?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If a man doesn't have a good career… Would you even want to have a family with him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If a man bothers too much about his career… Would there be the existence of a family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hm…&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/7810517-4267229647301209555?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/4267229647301209555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=4267229647301209555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/4267229647301209555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/4267229647301209555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/07/which-should-be-on-top-of-mans-priority.html' title='Career? Family?'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-8577197668294441804</id><published>2007-07-15T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T14:27:51.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spectie Duckie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/Rpm4096HZRI/AAAAAAAAD1c/5HKHzaX8IL0/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/Rpm4096HZRI/AAAAAAAAD1c/5HKHzaX8IL0/s320/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture is so nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Compilation of our new specs with Ken's favourite Duckie off all the toys i left at his place...&lt;br /&gt;There's Ee-yore... Maribell... Sunshine Duckie... And.. few others.. but i do really think Duckie is super cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. and Ken claims it looks like him.. have just that few strands of hair.. and a BIG head!&lt;br /&gt;muahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh... nice? my Oakley... and His Hugo Boss... heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big investment of the year... just on our eyewear....&lt;br /&gt;*bliss*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" 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/7810517-8577197668294441804?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/8577197668294441804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=8577197668294441804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/8577197668294441804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/8577197668294441804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-picture-is-so-nice.html' title='Spectie Duckie'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/Rpm4096HZRI/AAAAAAAAD1c/5HKHzaX8IL0/s72-c/collage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810517.post-2976967610705224008</id><published>2007-07-10T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T23:04:04.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Convocation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mattel Inc.'/><title type='text'>Ken's Convo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/RpOfXdWU7iI/AAAAAAAADj8/rJPbC5Cz2Bg/s1600-h/IMG_0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/RpOfXdWU7iI/AAAAAAAADj8/rJPbC5Cz2Bg/s320/IMG_0375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hm... Today is Ken's Convocation!!! Yeah! Congrats babe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel soo... sooo.. Happy for him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm...... he looks better without that furnie cute hat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i love that hate... and I think he looks cute in that gown....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was in UCC today... The whole place was filled with Adult HARRY PORTER! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;So furnie.. so cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a local  Hogwarts...&lt;br /&gt;Just in time for the new Harry Potter... heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/RpOfYNWU7jI/AAAAAAAADkE/SGEGeHI58Hw/s1600-h/IMG_0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/RpOfYNWU7jI/AAAAAAAADkE/SGEGeHI58Hw/s320/IMG_0383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;See the Sunflowers... Got it from a online store call.. think it's... Blossom n Leaves...&lt;br /&gt;Very very nice flowers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't even get such nice sunflowers from anyone before... hm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway.. This might be the one and only chance i can give flowers to KEn... so.. i make it a big big bouquet... heh...&lt;br /&gt;And... it's so nice and bright... Matches his gown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See... My cute Ken in Wizardy gown... heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took quite a number of pictures today... but will show just those of me n him... heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love that Hat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/RpOfY9WU7kI/AAAAAAAADkM/0qmLfeIxic0/s1600-h/IMG_0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/RpOfY9WU7kI/AAAAAAAADkM/0qmLfeIxic0/s320/IMG_0409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/RpOfZtWU7lI/AAAAAAAADkU/-zPRVWJ7xGo/s1600-h/IMG_0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/RpOfZtWU7lI/AAAAAAAADkU/-zPRVWJ7xGo/s320/IMG_0418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;His dad was suggesting that.. i can wear his brother's gown.. and take a photo with him...&lt;br /&gt;But i thought.. no.. shouldn't do that...&lt;br /&gt;It'll only feel great if it's my own!&lt;br /&gt;So i shall wait for next year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!!!! My turn soon...&lt;br /&gt;Expect very very very big flowers from Ken.... hm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" 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/7810517-2976967610705224008?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/2976967610705224008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=2976967610705224008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/2976967610705224008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/2976967610705224008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/07/kens-convo.html' title='Ken&apos;s Convo...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/RpOfXdWU7iI/AAAAAAAADj8/rJPbC5Cz2Bg/s72-c/IMG_0375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810517.post-3708717764976418035</id><published>2007-07-09T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T23:33:09.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuties...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/RpJVNNWU7hI/AAAAAAAADj0/taGnOzN0XgQ/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/RpJVNNWU7hI/AAAAAAAADj0/taGnOzN0XgQ/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my lovely cuties....&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' 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/7810517-3708717764976418035?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/3708717764976418035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=3708717764976418035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/3708717764976418035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/3708717764976418035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/07/cuties.html' title='Cuties...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/RpJVNNWU7hI/AAAAAAAADj0/taGnOzN0XgQ/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810517.post-6393144600909581485</id><published>2007-07-09T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T23:32:16.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>512...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/RpJS1tWU7gI/AAAAAAAADjs/xbR1ulndNfo/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/RpJS1tWU7gI/AAAAAAAADjs/xbR1ulndNfo/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is taken on 512...&lt;br /&gt;12th May... Nice hor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" 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/7810517-6393144600909581485?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/6393144600909581485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=6393144600909581485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/6393144600909581485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/6393144600909581485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/07/512.html' title='512...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/RpJS1tWU7gI/AAAAAAAADjs/xbR1ulndNfo/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810517.post-946084045122279325</id><published>2007-07-09T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T23:33:32.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Limster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/RpJR0NWU7fI/AAAAAAAADjk/UJ2z-jrvNf0/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/RpJR0NWU7fI/AAAAAAAADjk/UJ2z-jrvNf0/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is my family... These are my friends.... We are Singapore.... Singaporean...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7810517-946084045122279325?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/946084045122279325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=946084045122279325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/946084045122279325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/946084045122279325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/07/limster.html' title='Limster'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/RpJR0NWU7fI/AAAAAAAADjk/UJ2z-jrvNf0/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810517.post-5917665511323734546</id><published>2007-07-09T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T02:12:48.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most recent photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/RpJPgdWU7eI/AAAAAAAADjc/UhAvYrw_8lA/s1600-h/IMG_0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/RpJPgdWU7eI/AAAAAAAADjc/UhAvYrw_8lA/s320/IMG_0309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the most recent photo of me n Ken...&lt;br /&gt;Yucks.. he just piss me off wth his nonsense... urgh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But will still post this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken at Shangri-la... attend some wedding... on the 070707...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" 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/7810517-5917665511323734546?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/5917665511323734546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=5917665511323734546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/5917665511323734546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/5917665511323734546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/07/most-recent-photo.html' title='Most recent photo'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/RpJPgdWU7eI/AAAAAAAADjc/UhAvYrw_8lA/s72-c/IMG_0309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810517.post-2704992544434433609</id><published>2007-07-05T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T00:24:43.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My so cute Hello KITTY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/Ro0abNWU7OI/AAAAAAAADhc/qCo-pcv4XWs/s1600-h/IMG_0266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/Ro0abNWU7OI/AAAAAAAADhc/qCo-pcv4XWs/s320/IMG_0266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083748609113255138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My nice cute... interesting WATER DISPENSER! Can hold 8 cups of water.. so just finish one KITTY a day.. and it'll be great!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;One bad point: Dispense very slow.. can get fed up sia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/Ro0abdWU7PI/AAAAAAAADhk/jidOJyfs614/s1600-h/IMG_0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/Ro0abdWU7PI/AAAAAAAADhk/jidOJyfs614/s320/IMG_0267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083748613408222450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Look at all the cuties i got today....... argh... all so nice.. heh.. DISNEY-UNO... stickers... correction tape.. and note book..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So long haven't seen these stickers liao.. remember use to buy them in pri sch... use as earrings.. heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then the pencil... those where u have many sections... with hte nice sharp lead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then when it becomes blunt... u can pull it off.. move it to the back.. and the new sharp one.. comes out... cute right.. Don't u just miss those times... Aww~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7810517-2704992544434433609?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/2704992544434433609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=2704992544434433609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/2704992544434433609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/2704992544434433609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-so-cute-hello-kitty.html' title='My so cute Hello KITTY'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z3tFmmVxmP0/Ro0abNWU7OI/AAAAAAAADhc/qCo-pcv4XWs/s72-c/IMG_0266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810517.post-8519401198492407622</id><published>2007-07-03T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T14:13:04.931+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ASPIRE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0);font-family:webdings;" align="center" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ASPIRE&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;em&gt;INSPIRE&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0);font-family:webdings;" align="center" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;before u &lt;em&gt;EXPIRE&lt;/em&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/7810517-8519401198492407622?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/8519401198492407622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=8519401198492407622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/8519401198492407622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/8519401198492407622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/07/u-have-only-1-life.html' title=''/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-5205304197325011191</id><published>2007-06-19T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T10:27:39.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My bf's blog...</title><content type='html'>Hm.. Ken has a blog.. and unless u are interested in Contra... in stocks... don't even bother about going to the link... heh.. i'll be posting it on the ilnk side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i've been missing.. but much has been going on in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wuold say.. i'm well loved... heh =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See u all soon.. when i'm on leave.. or.. when i'm more free..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is killing me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-5205304197325011191?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/5205304197325011191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=5205304197325011191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/5205304197325011191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/5205304197325011191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-bfs-blog.html' title='My bf&apos;s blog...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-4953273518983417713</id><published>2007-06-02T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T00:50:00.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my Canon IXUS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00314.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey hey... this is the best Gadget i own man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it!!! yeah!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-4953273518983417713?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/4953273518983417713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=4953273518983417713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/4953273518983417713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/4953273518983417713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-love-my-canon-ixus.html' title='I love my Canon IXUS!!!'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-2606337383595492022</id><published>2007-04-29T20:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T14:18:03.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Click on it.. to view some old pictures!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is of some friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="WebshotsSlideshowPlayer" pluginspage="http%3A%2F%2Fwww.macromedia.com%2Fgo%2Fgetflashplayer" src="http://p.webshots.com/flash/smallslideshow.swf" width="400" height="360" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" loop="false" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="opaque" base="http%3A%2F%2Fp.webshots.com%2Fflash%2F" quality="best" menu="false" flashvars="playList=http%3A%2F%2Fcommunity.webshots.com%2Fslideshow%2Fmeta%2F58785645%3Fuser%3D1%26inline%3Dtrue&amp;inlineUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fcommunity.webshots.com%2FinlinePhoto%3FuserId%3D58785645%26src%3Du%26referPage%3Dhttp%3A%2F%2Fcommunity.webshots.com%2Fslideshow%2F58785645%3Fuser%3D1&amp;amp;postRollContent=http%3A%2F%2Fp.webshots.com%2Fflash%2Fws_postroll.swf&amp;shareUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fcommunity.webshots.com%2Fslideshow%2F58785645%3Fuser%3D1&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;audio=on&amp;audioVolume=33&amp;amp;autoPlay=false&amp;transitionSpeed=5&amp;amp;startIndex=0&amp;panzoom=on&amp;amp;deployed=true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is of My Pageant.. in Hall #13!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="WebshotsSlideshowPlayer" pluginspage="http%3A%2F%2Fwww.macromedia.com%2Fgo%2Fgetflashplayer" src="http://p.webshots.com/flash/smallslideshow.swf" width="400" height="360" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" loop="false" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="opaque" base="http%3A%2F%2Fp.webshots.com%2Fflash%2F" quality="best" menu="false" flashvars="playList=http%3A%2F%2Fcommunity.webshots.com%2Fslideshow%2Fmeta%2F178520356SWMHtQ%3Finline%3Dtrue&amp;inlineUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fcommunity.webshots.com%2FinlinePhoto%3FalbumId%3D178520356%26src%3Ds%26referPage%3Dhttp%3A%2F%2Fgood-times.webshots.com%2Fslideshow%2F178520356SWMHtQ&amp;amp;postRollContent=http%3A%2F%2Fp.webshots.com%2Fflash%2Fws_postroll.swf&amp;shareUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fgood-times.webshots.com%2Fslideshow%2F178520356SWMHtQ&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;audio=on&amp;audioVolume=33&amp;amp;autoPlay=false&amp;transitionSpeed=5&amp;amp;startIndex=0&amp;panzoom=on&amp;amp;deployed=true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hall 13... though.. not so fun.. but it's the best hall i've been to!! yeah!&lt;embed name="WebshotsSlideshowPlayer" pluginspage="http%3A%2F%2Fwww.macromedia.com%2Fgo%2Fgetflashplayer" src="http://p.webshots.com/flash/smallslideshow.swf" width="400" height="360" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" loop="false" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="opaque" base="http%3A%2F%2Fp.webshots.com%2Fflash%2F" quality="best" menu="false" flashvars="playList=http%3A%2F%2Fcommunity.webshots.com%2Fslideshow%2Fmeta%2F194320627KWeppX%3Finline%3Dtrue&amp;inlineUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fcommunity.webshots.com%2FinlinePhoto%3FalbumId%3D194320627%26src%3Ds%26referPage%3Dhttp%3A%2F%2Ffamily.webshots.com%2Fslideshow%2F194320627KWeppX&amp;amp;postRollContent=http%3A%2F%2Fp.webshots.com%2Fflash%2Fws_postroll.swf&amp;shareUrl=http%3A%2F%2Ffamily.webshots.com%2Fslideshow%2F194320627KWeppX&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;audio=on&amp;audioVolume=33&amp;amp;autoPlay=false&amp;transitionSpeed=5&amp;amp;startIndex=0&amp;panzoom=on&amp;amp;deployed=true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://family.webshots.com/album/194320627KWeppX"&gt;FOC #13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="WebshotsSlideshowPlayer" pluginspage="http%3A%2F%2Fwww.macromedia.com%2Fgo%2Fgetflashplayer" src="http://p.webshots.com/flash/smallslideshow.swf" width="400" height="360" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" loop="false" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="opaque" base="http%3A%2F%2Fp.webshots.com%2Fflash%2F" quality="best" menu="false" flashvars="playList=http%3A%2F%2Fcommunity.webshots.com%2Fslideshow%2Fmeta%2F194330608bOxfZQ%3Finline%3Dtrue&amp;inlineUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fcommunity.webshots.com%2FinlinePhoto%3FalbumId%3D194330608%26src%3Ds%26referPage%3Dhttp%3A%2F%2Ffamily.webshots.com%2Fslideshow%2F194330608bOxfZQ&amp;amp;postRollContent=http%3A%2F%2Fp.webshots.com%2Fflash%2Fws_postroll.swf&amp;shareUrl=http%3A%2F%2Ffamily.webshots.com%2Fslideshow%2F194330608bOxfZQ&amp;amp;amp;amp;audio=on&amp;audioVolume=33&amp;amp;autoPlay=false&amp;transitionSpeed=5&amp;amp;startIndex=0&amp;panzoom=on&amp;amp;deployed=true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More of my hall photos... such fun we were having!! yeah!&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/7810517-2606337383595492022?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/2606337383595492022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/2606337383595492022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/04/time-to-reminisce-past-yeah_29.html' title=''/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810517.post-2669736010734433467</id><published>2007-04-22T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T21:57:47.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday 13.. late...</title><content type='html'>My friday 13th came a little too late... i mean.. 1 week later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 20th April was crazy! i had a whole day of shit that day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i start off.. let me have some shortcut for introduction of the big bosses and sup that i'm working for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. in our hierachy... I report to KK, who reports to Hong, Eric also reports to Hong and Kong, and Kong also reports to Hong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. it started of with work at 8am...&lt;br /&gt;When i first reach work... i got an email from Hong which was cc to all, me, eric, kong and kk. In it.. it pointed out a mistake that i've made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mistake could have been prevented from reaching him.. if... eric had amended it.. but before that.. it wouldn't reach Eric, if KK had given a review... But then it voice down to me.. not having done it correctly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. then.. when KK arrived at office.. i pointed out to him that i'd this mistake and i do know waht's going on.. and what's wrong and what needs to be amended...&lt;br /&gt;Then... he asked if i did reply to Hong, which i didn't.. so he did the explanation... and i did the amendments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt bad about it.. since it was my mistake that i didn't correct it very first hand.. so.. when i went into the plant, i decided to write an apology...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that mail was sent out.. Hong was not at his desk.. so was Kong and Eric was on leave... Only KK saw the email.. and he replied with "actually nor entirely ur fault... and etc..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he IM me.. asking me not to take the blame next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i said sorry to him... then he told me that he has got more things that he'd want me to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NExt... i went for the walk through. the usual procedures which the IPT team had to go thru every morning... And so.. yeap.. during the walkthrough... lean metrics review, Hong know that i look sianz... which is not the usual self... And KK had knocked a wooden file on my hand.. and *ouch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... i felt so paiseh that i had gone pass the hierachy and apologise to people... But i felt sincere about the apology..., that i wasn't vigilant enough when doing work.. so i apologise la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... came afternoon.. some data that i entered was wrong.. but it was a whole lot of complicated shit.. cos.. everytime i do it.. i have doubts... and whenever i'm doubtful.. i'll need to ask someone.. and my previous direct sup.. HL, was always not around... and so is KK.. i'm always left alone.. by myself.. so sickening.. then i had no one to ask.. question.. and i have to leave my stuffs aside.. half done.. and to get back to those things... trying to remember things that i couldn't get done again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... i was so stressed up in the afternoon.. cos Kk was trying to teach me.. brief me stuffs... just that his character is those that speaks quickly.. gets stressed up too.. and being a senior IE.... he's very careful and detailed unlike me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... as i was changing the stuffs in that folder.. i realise that there's only 'read only' access. that i was having... So.. i had to wait for KK to clsoe the file first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i decided that i should just save a copy and do other things.. and as i closed it.. i realise ti need to change something else... so.. i clicked onto the shortcut that i have on my desk top... and... " cannot locate..... file... etc.." I had straight adrenaline rush in my brain!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to start my search.. after i couldn't fine it.. i went to HL for help.. when she first learn the problem... she was dumbstrucked ... then she said... " if this information is gone.. it's a very serious problem..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her to search for the file.. and it was in another folder... she asked if i had moved it... i thought a while.. and i decided that i don't even have access tot that folder.. but anyway.. she moved it back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so flustered and stressed up. i decided to walk to the pantry to get myself a water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it was dispensing the hot water.. i got distracted.. and i scalded my fingers... so i decided to run it under the tap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The HR secretary(as usual the KPO people) can into the pantry... and saw what happened... And told me to look for Mary.. the co nurse... which i thought it's not necessary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to go back to my desk later.. but it gets stinging and hurt later... so i decided to have a walk to the nurse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things continue to get stressful as time passes by... Hm... only at the end of it.. my big boss wrote nice emails to help encourage and stuffs... and KK treat me to HERSHEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finale of whatever happened was u had a fall that hurt my knee so bad!! argh...&lt;br /&gt;And that i pissed my friends off.. because i had a heart pull.. and it wasn't the first time they saw me having it.. and wanted me to see a doctor.. yet i made a joke out of it... yeap... so.. that's my Friday the 13 came too late!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-2669736010734433467?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/2669736010734433467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=2669736010734433467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/2669736010734433467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/2669736010734433467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/04/friday-13-late.html' title='Friday 13.. late...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-2735463337661532281</id><published>2007-04-21T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T01:37:43.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY lovely blade!</title><content type='html'>This is my lovely blade.. bought at $320!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/myblades.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fast! and it's lovely.. and it's cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i shall join my Blading Khakis more often!! yeah yeah! yeah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wanna blade? lai lai.. i always on.. as long as i'm free!!! i wanna be a blading fanatic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna learn all those turns.. and swirls!! Chris, Hew hew??? heh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-2735463337661532281?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/2735463337661532281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=2735463337661532281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/2735463337661532281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/2735463337661532281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-lovely-blade.html' title='MY lovely blade!'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-7869557624769046444</id><published>2007-04-09T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T14:16:41.541+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeover pictures'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hello.. very long time no see u peeps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been updating for a long long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have alot of things that i would like to post them on.. but i feel so restricted... Cos i have of secrets!! SSSHhhhhhhsss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.. will tell u peeps when i see u all individually.... else.. u'd have known a lot about me by now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm in office.. so.. update again when I'm a little more free... hm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. i shall show u all the pictures which i took from my free make over first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all un-edited! no editing done AT ALL!!!... Untill Ken helps me do a little touch up of them.. yeap?!&lt;br /&gt;My make over is done by The Make over Inc. At madarin there... it's free complimentary of Metro. All i had to do is to pay for the photos... hm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even print them out hard copy... Decided to take the CD instead.. then let Ken do the photoshop of it... and have it enlarge (because to protect their fees and blah blah.. they restricted my pic to 5R) them using his FYP "Kscale!" wow.. great thing!! heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. here they are... I think they look not bad.. quite like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/4125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favourite picture! wow.. i like this pose and this style...&lt;br /&gt;Not too cheery... not too happy.. but look bliss *though i'm not really feeling so right now.. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/4122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one.. i also like very much... Though i look fat.. but there's a even fatter one.. later u'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/4121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i think the pictures are made really nice by the Jacket... It's only $19!! heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/4108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the FATTEST Looking picture... Terrible.. still comtemplating whether to ask Ken to make me slimmer?!!! Hm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/4106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is a bit of a lot of Pattern..hahaha... not very me... But i like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.. and the very final last one...&lt;br /&gt;I think this is not like very seductive or sexy.. but instead.. look like.. act innocent... I'm wearing a tube... but just that can't see.. then again.. it's because u can't see the tube.. that's why it's nice... hm.. Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/4129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. that's all for now... shall do more upadtes of the history later... with pictures.. about my life.. about the people in my life.. about the things that i do... and also... the cruise.. and yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-7869557624769046444?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/7869557624769046444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=7869557624769046444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/7869557624769046444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/7869557624769046444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/04/ah-moo.html' title=''/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-2173290799011705231</id><published>2007-03-18T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T11:00:26.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so envious...</title><content type='html'>I know i've been missing from blogspot.. since.. 31st January...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working... and doign my own stuffs... hm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many happy gfs around recently... They are basking in enjoyment... love... and pamper of their beloved boyfriends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendy jie jie is getting married on 12th May..&lt;br /&gt;congrats.. and yeay! i get to be the Jie Mei!! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Chris Hew (orange) the other day... and i saw how happy and attached to her boyfriend.. i felt glad for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was Fernie... it was surprising that she posed the question:" aye, what if i get married next year... would u all be surprise?"&lt;br /&gt;For this girl... i will be surprise... and happy for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to get married young... but i think it is rather impossible ever since i broke up with CK... that kinda only love and nothing else's feeling is no longer within me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become a so much more practical girl.. with all those people hang around me...&lt;br /&gt;Seeing people, a new girl whom i met some time ago... Joelle... that she's now with her bf.. for more than 10 years... and yet... they are still not married...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave, a colleague whom i know of... broke up with his ex gf... just before the application of HDB...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Ken now has no faith in marriage... no faith in relationship... Hm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have doubts in him.. because we seem to be always in conflict when communication...&lt;br /&gt;I have no longer interest in going dating with Ken... because all the time that we met... We seem to be always in deep thoughts... deep analysis... thinking about many issues... money issues and stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel happy around... More of content... love... and satisfaction...&lt;br /&gt;It's no longer... pampered.. 'in love' and dating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so?&lt;br /&gt;hm.... argh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm unhappy... all these while.. but what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love.. yet i'm not in love...&lt;br /&gt;I'm attached.. yet i'm not attached...&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy.. yet i'm not happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF! life sucks!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-2173290799011705231?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/2173290799011705231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=2173290799011705231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/2173290799011705231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/2173290799011705231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-so-envious.html' title='I&apos;m so envious...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116989861253600601</id><published>2007-01-27T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T19:50:12.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ken's Gift..</title><content type='html'>I've given Ken his birthday and valentine's Gift...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not his birthday yet.. but i saw smoething which i thought he will like.. and that i like very much too.. so i decided to buy for him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG APOLOGY to him for not giving him anymore surprises... for tthe last xmas present and this time round.. all the present..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got him an ESPRIT Jacket cost &gt;&gt; $100... heh.. and a nice deco item..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if got chance take photo to show u all.. cos i pass him liao..&lt;br /&gt;I thought after spending so much $$ on the jacket if in the end it doesn't suit him.. i die.. so i decided to show him and let him try it out yesterday.. GREAT he fits well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO.. it's his! The ESPRIT gift box is super nice la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I labal esprit as my fav place to buy things.. since i always like to buy bag and their bags are not that ex.. plus... Ken this kinda niao man is ok with the jacket that i bought.. means.. it's suitable.. so.. expect me to shop at Exprit more often!! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.. so broke.. after spending $$ there... hm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will show u all what i bought.... hm.. then again.. maybe i have another surprise for him... we shall wait and see... heh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-116989861253600601?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116989861253600601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116989861253600601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116989861253600601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116989861253600601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/01/kens-gift.html' title='Ken&apos;s Gift..'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116962485441299339</id><published>2007-01-24T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T15:47:34.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>urm... resolution?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Ok... i should set some target and aim for myself...&lt;br /&gt;I need to lose weight.. so i aim not to be too concern about weight... but trying to slim down by another way...&lt;br /&gt;i should...not eat dinner anymore!eat only breakfast and tea- this will cost me only about $1 everyday... provided i have no work to do during the tea break timego gym and swimming every week. Most desirable will be weekends and 1 weekday- this 8-5 job is feeding into my butt!This plan will help me to SAVE UP! SLIM DOWN! and PERK UP in health!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;i realise that i have too many clothes... so i should not think about buying anymore clothes.. if only i can slim down... hm.. i will have 2/3/4 times as many clothes to wear as compared to now!&lt;br /&gt;Let us all be hopeful... for me.. and for a better place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-116962485441299339?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116962485441299339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116962485441299339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116962485441299339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116962485441299339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/01/urm-resolution.html' title='urm... resolution?!'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116960997299171293</id><published>2007-01-24T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T11:39:33.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some photos i got together...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are some photos i got together during my nua time at work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many are repeated.. but.. i wanted them to be all within one page.. so here they are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/Starcruise2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/mattelNYeve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/MattelIncXmas2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/apple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-116960997299171293?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116960997299171293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116960997299171293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116960997299171293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116960997299171293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/01/some-photos-i-got-together.html' title='Some photos i got together...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116944900316762255</id><published>2007-01-22T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T14:56:43.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dedicated to Ken</title><content type='html'>For all the times he put up with my tantrum... my temper... my ignorance.. my naive actions and words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all those moments when i was absurb... ridiculous... petty... obnoxious... outrageous.. unreasonable... and jealous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dedecate this entry to my one and only Ken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With some sweet poems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I could have just one wish,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would wish to wake up everydayto the sound of your breath on my neck,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the warmth of your lips on my cheek,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the touch of your fingers on my skin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the feel of your heart beating with mine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Knowing that I could never find that feeling with anyone other than you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is only one happiness in life, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to love and be loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... our lovely picture....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC08761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I think i'm loving Ken more and more each day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to annouce that as day passes by... i give ken lesser and lesser shit each day...&lt;br /&gt;but the downside of it.. He's giving me SHIT!!! wah lao!&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-116944900316762255?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116944900316762255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116944900316762255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116944900316762255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116944900316762255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/01/dedicated-to-ken.html' title='dedicated to Ken'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116886817533981812</id><published>2007-01-15T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T21:27:44.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Cruise 2007</title><content type='html'>This is my time on a cruise... With quek, Joeven and Ken...&lt;br /&gt;This is also my first time into a Casino!! yeah!! yeah!! yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are the photos in the cruise.. let me describe to you what i see and what is happening with the pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the small but cosy cabin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00139-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY own solo picture. If you look carefully, u can see Ken in the reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling Quek and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is port Klang, the stop over at KL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00166edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before goign on cruise they give free shots which later they'll print it out then ask u to purchase it... I think it's a very stupid idea. They do that.. then they print them all out.. then most people won't buy lor... I mean a photo is so cheap might as well just give it out... It's the service that counts ma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided not to buy them.. but then print them out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/mememe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken in the toilet.. to show u how fat i am... BUT i'm fatter now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is taken during the 1st morning breakfast time!&lt;br /&gt;i think this photo is so cool! so nice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY solo with the wind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00576.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd morning.. there are no sunrise because of the clouds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our entertainment... Jenga on the 2nd night there...&lt;br /&gt;We also played Uno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final day, on the day that we are going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumble up... haha.. this is on the 2nd day, we are playing 'The Game of LIFE'&lt;br /&gt;Shilin got the more children... As though it's like our real life... me n Ken are poor.&lt;br /&gt;The rich people are Shilin and Joeven.. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last morning with Ken... that quek and Joeven didn't wake up to see the dunrise.. then again.. also no sun to see la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same day as the breakfast day.. haha... Poseur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My breakfast morning again.. i just love all these shots.. the sun is great.. and the wind is superb!!! i love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00152-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00151-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Ken la.... lai.. breakfast lai!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To view all the photo.... Click on KEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 83%; WIDTH: 194px; FONT-FAMILY: arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="BACKGROUND: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; HEIGHT: 194px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/i.am.elena/StarCruise200702"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN-TOP: 16px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="160" src="http://lh3.google.com/image/i.am.elena/Ra4YEBX123E/AAAAAAAAAOU/C53Cu7bfxMM/s160-c/StarCruise200702.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/i.am.elena/StarCruise200702"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #4d4d4d; TEXT-DECORATION: none"&gt;Star cruise 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: #808080"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-116886817533981812?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116886817533981812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116886817533981812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116886817533981812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116886817533981812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/01/star-cruise-2007_15.html' title='Star Cruise 2007'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116865397834866695</id><published>2007-01-13T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T10:06:18.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love-hate</title><content type='html'>Wah lao.. Again yesterday night.. Buay tahan la.. Very cham leh this r/s…&lt;br /&gt;So  love… hate!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-116865397834866695?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116865397834866695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116865397834866695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116865397834866695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116865397834866695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/01/love-hate.html' title='love-hate'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116835012102473665</id><published>2007-01-09T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T21:42:01.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unhappiness again...</title><content type='html'>Tonight I had some conflict with Ken again.. Well well.. What's new? It happens all the time.. This time.. It's about his smoking…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like him to smoke.. I don't want him to smoke.. And I'm an extremist… When I can't tolerate anything… I can't.. So.. After some unhappiness, he sent me this msg… " I love you babe… Pls, make it easier for me, cuz I've been trying hard too.. In many situations where I'm at hundred and you at zero…(let's not talk about what's right or wrong) I already give in till twenty for you… But you still unhappy about it… Why can't u move to eighty for me? Dun push things too hard…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for your information.. The issue about smoking had been going on for the past 3 months I suppose.. And everytime it ended up an issue that is resolved late in the night and losing sleep… He tells me that he will not smoke again.. But then once and again he did… I admit that I'm too strong headed and I just want him to stop smoking.. But I feel that I should do so.. It's not about feeling or what… or being very 'ren xing' but rather sometimes.. Fact are just facts and promises are meant to be kept… And with him breaking promises once and again, it hurt me.. And make me disappointed… then I got unhappy.. He'll then tell me not to be unhappy… and I'll question why ask me to not be unhappy when he's the one who do it first…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says he find joy in smoking… and asked me to talk to my dad and ask him why can't he quit.. Then I questioned him back and ask him why not ask his dad why he quitted smoking…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, shortly after his msg, I replied him with this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" If I'm in the wrong I have nothing to say and if that's the situation, I'm a bitch if I don't give u a hundred. But considering our age gap and lifestyle… I want you to live long and well… Many times, it's not the doing of the action… But the temptation n actions of what a man u are made up of that makes me upset… U upset me by taking the first step to a continuation on the very first day of work *because he say.. It's the first day.. His colleague ask so he smoked.. Damn rubbish!!* N giving a reason for your doin.N hence reasons to follow up… U know it deep in you that it need not be done… U really hurt me.. U made me beseech u but to no avail… U gave me a solid promise then made it vanish… U wasted my tears when I want nothing else but goodness for you… But once and again, u do it for a moment of happiness… I do not give u 80 because u are capable of more than a thousand… So why should I encourage your belittling of oneself? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. We somehow got things solved last night… with the driving issue… Not that I don't like him to drive.. But he don't drive well… and he had an accident.. And my purpose is not to stop him from driving.. But to curb that ego of his that always feels he's a great man.. And can always do things so well.. I hate ego man.. Heh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-116835012102473665?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116835012102473665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116835012102473665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116835012102473665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116835012102473665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/01/unhappiness-again.html' title='unhappiness again...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116772459344355179</id><published>2007-01-02T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T16:01:04.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VS collection!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heh... all thanks to muy darling Quek.. she came back from the states with my VS clothes... I've became fatter all thanks to Ken... and was all depressed and upset because of the increase in size.. but now.. i'm a happy girl.. with my new VS clothes.. all 19, including a few from Forever21. WOW! they all fit.. and here they are.. i present to u.. my VS collection!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First the office wear... in all i have 5 shirts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the close up of the 5 designs of my shirts! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/VS%20collection/DSC00007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/VS%20collection/DSC00041Custom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look fat in this.. and in the beginning i was shy.. so...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/VS%20collection/DSC00038Custom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pink one is very nice... the design is a little tranlucent and stripped.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/VS%20collection/DSC00040Custom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a bit of act cool because more fun liao... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/VS%20collection/DSC00039Custom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like it when my hair's up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/VS%20collection/DSC00037Custom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the more naughty one.. haha... it's all the Boyfriend shirt!&lt;br /&gt;So... this photo looks more naughty! and.. it's suppose to be loose fit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i have my dressy tops... some from Forever 21!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/VS%20collection/DSC00023Custom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This one looks a little dull and not very nice.. but it's laced!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/VS%20collection/DSC00022Custom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i've worn this liao.. satin top from f21.. very nice.. but low cut...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/VS%20collection/DSC00025Custom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's many many holes in the top.. haha.. very airy!! but very flowy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/VS%20collection/DSC00020Custom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is from VS.. very sexy in the front one...&lt;br /&gt;hot red! i like!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/VS%20collection/DSC00032Custom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very classic black top.. satin also.. with a butterfly design in the front! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/VS%20collection/DSC00016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is the butterfly design... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/VS%20collection/DSC00024Custom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this may look dull and boring. but the cutting makes me looks slim.. the shoulders and chest design is great!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/VS%20collection/DSC00026Custom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a sweater which shilin keep questioning how i will be wearing it... but wearing it alone is ok leh... anyway.. this top is so nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly... this Kimono top... This is MY FAVOURITE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/VS%20collection/DSC00033Custom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i always love flowy tops and big long sleeves.. i think they are nice and special... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/VS%20collection/DSC00036Custom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sports wear.. haha.. nice and bright colour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. time for the dresses!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/VS%20collection/DSC00030Custom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i just look so fat here.. but the dress is very nice... the material is great!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/VS%20collection/DSC00028Custom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i regreted buying it.. then after i wear it.. i think i didn't...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/VS%20collection/DSC00027Custom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this dress.. Ken choose one! heh.. nice right.. my quek quek also got one.. her's is red!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/VS%20collection/DSC00031Custom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nice and sophisticated.. black little dress that all char bo should have!!!&lt;br /&gt;This is the design at the waist level and at the end of the dress...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/VS%20collection/DSC00017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are teh 2 tops that ken bought.. they cost less than 30buck SGD and the material are superb.. very comfortable and the stitch is special! very artistic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/VS%20collection/DSC00019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-116772459344355179?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116772459344355179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116772459344355179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116772459344355179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116772459344355179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/01/vs-collection.html' title='VS collection!'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116772327401713517</id><published>2007-01-02T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T15:34:34.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mozilla...</title><content type='html'>mozilla can't view my blog properly.. i dont' know why.. so if u have.. please use IE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-116772327401713517?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116772327401713517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116772327401713517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116772327401713517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116772327401713517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/01/mozilla.html' title='Mozilla...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116772163089499596</id><published>2007-01-02T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T15:07:10.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Essentially me</title><content type='html'>heh... i've changed again.. i thought this is nice.. or rather.. ken thought this is nice!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-116772163089499596?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116772163089499596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116772163089499596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116772163089499596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116772163089499596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2007/01/essentially-me.html' title='Essentially me'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116731933223666776</id><published>2006-12-28T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T23:22:12.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somwhere over the rainbow</title><content type='html'>okok! off goes the pink colour template!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like it! it's &lt;b&gt;too sweet&lt;/b&gt; for me.. so transition is over.. i've already decided to use this template.. i can't find the black one! damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... all the old blogs are still in their pink colour.. unless i have the mood to change it.. else.. u will most likely not be able to view them anymore... And for those photos posted.. i will not resize them as well.. unless i'm super free.... maybe soon la.. depends on mood... so... i think only quek read the last blog.... heh... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. i present to u..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;somewhere over the rainbow!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;but the html title is still the same.. i can't bear with it... heh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-116731933223666776?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116731933223666776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116731933223666776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116731933223666776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116731933223666776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/12/somwhere-over-rainbow.html' title='Somwhere over the rainbow'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116724216783360978</id><published>2006-12-28T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T01:56:07.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink is a little too sweet</title><content type='html'>i know.. i know.. i know.. this is disaster.. i'll be changing skin.. shit. still love my old one. deleted it by mistake.. soon sooon. it will be.. *pissed*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-116724216783360978?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116724216783360978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116724216783360978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116724216783360978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116724216783360978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/12/pink-is-little-too-sweet.html' title='Pink is a little too sweet'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116715011591879960</id><published>2006-12-27T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T00:29:22.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd year anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;I was logging in.. and as far as i could remember, the last time i saw the number of entry in my blog. It was only 141! now it's 220+. WOW! heh... see my failing memory is acting on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I feel that tonight is a freaky night. I was watching TV, and there was this pilot show that shows every weekday night from 10-11pm at channel U. If u all caught that episode. Yishan was so upset over yunzhi's death that she hallucinated that Yunzhi was around the house. Before that, on my way home, i thought i should take a break from Ken, for many reasons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a direct bus from AMK back hm, but instead the other bus can first and i took it to transfer bus in front of Bowen Secondary School. There was this very big 'death note' that talk about how people will wish to die at hm and that they provided that service. U can check it out at the hospice website. I took a photo of the note and i took time to finish reading the whole passage. I felt soothing after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but i felt uneasy after watching the tv show, i didn't get to hear from Ken more about 5 hours. And i don't know why but i got worried... I decided to pop by at his place. As i walked down... along this path that leads to the carpark. I smelt Dunhill man fragrance... The fragrance that my brother has been using and now it became one that Ken is also using. I felt freaked out and especially worried that something might have happened to Ken... I walked fast and got more worried. Reaching his house then i found out that he wasn't home the whole night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my supposed reason was to take my laptop... and stuffs.. and so i did. As i was picking up my stuffs, his mum came to asked if i needed a bag. So i thought yeah a bag is good and i don't need her to give me some plastic bag cos Ken has some nice paper bags and stuffs in his drawer. And so i decided to take them myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I open the drawer and was searching for the bags and i saw this very long transparent container with many stars in it... I remembered once Ken told me what ZX had given him for present and i remember that was one of those. And as much as my memory can afford to store, i remember that he said he had dumped everything from her away. I took up some of the paper bags and i saw more items... and one of it say" 2nd year anniversary". It was the first half of the year that Ken told me ZX wants to meet to pass him things that he had given her as she doesnt' wanna have any memory of them anymore... And Ken once told me that he had thrown them all away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why are they still there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no doubts about how nice Ken has been to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't mean that i can't feel uneasy. And i feel upset and uneasy for some reasons that i cannot express. I feel that i need time alone, time away from him. I think i need time alone to sort out certain thoughts and emotions... I'm not sure if i should ignore his call or just tell him that i need time or just leave things as they are and find time on my own... I shall think about it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-116715011591879960?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116715011591879960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116715011591879960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116715011591879960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116715011591879960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/12/2nd-year-anniversary.html' title='2nd year anniversary'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116693748479621237</id><published>2006-12-24T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T00:47:43.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My christmas present this year... From Ken...</title><content type='html'>The most admirable part of this christmas present is not the tree itself.. it's his effort in making the tree done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tree is decorated with chocolates and candy... mostly from the Ferrero range! There's the mon cheri one.. the one that has the alcohol and a cherry in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man here in the picture below, carried a tree almost as tall as him, across the road to my house! can u imagine his effort... I have to say i'm most touched by this!He always look stupid for me... The "Ken Loves Elena" at Sentosa and all the running for buses... And walking around with bouquet of flowers and big and small bags... He really dotes on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my first flower arrangement from him.. The XMAS tree!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/A003.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tree looks wonderful when it is dark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks so much better with a good camera!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC08719Medium.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-116693748479621237?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116693748479621237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116693748479621237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116693748479621237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116693748479621237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-christmas-present-this-year-from.html' title='My christmas present this year... From Ken...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116671792507972589</id><published>2006-12-22T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T00:32:28.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlize says: I don't have many best friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;This is a conversation between me and Charlize... stole from her blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titled: I don't have many best friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elena says:&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions for my mum's xmas preset?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlize. says:&lt;br /&gt;diamonds are the girls' best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elena says:&lt;br /&gt;my mum have many..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elena says:&lt;br /&gt;haha. she got lots of best friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlize. says:&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-116671792507972589?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116671792507972589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116671792507972589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116671792507972589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116671792507972589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/12/charlize-says-i-dont-have-many-best.html' title='Charlize says: I don&apos;t have many best friends...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116652277181349752</id><published>2006-12-19T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T18:06:15.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's winter time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;It's december! I love year end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the year end.. there's the Sales... Christmas... and WINTER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore's version of Winter!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00500Medium.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. weather is great... so good.. so love year end.. my rm feels like aircon room all the time!!! wow!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;and it's time to bring out clothes that you normally do not wear the whole year round... so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink x'mas?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00437Medium.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or White x'mas?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00478Medium.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i'm so into blending drinks.. so here it it.. the home made Ice-blended mocha! with whip toppings and a hersey dark chocolate kiss! with syrup!! yummilicious!!! MUACKS! great!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00493Medium-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, my ken n my creation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00495Medium.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7810517-116652277181349752?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116652277181349752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116652277181349752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116652277181349752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116652277181349752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-winter-time.html' title='It&apos;s winter time!'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116546848488903428</id><published>2006-12-07T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T13:14:44.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Interesting dream i had.. maybe it due to the constant bluffing that ken does to dominate my bed! He has been saying things like.. i wanna go over to your place and keep u company.. u go bathe.. i put u to bed, then i go hm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ended up: He's on my bed, i'm on the floor! urgh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I had an interesting dream.. of a holiday that was not so much of a holiday afterall.. it was an ADVENTURE! I shan't tell anything about the dream cos there's just so much detail to tell off.. it's not a normal dream, the sea that we are sailing on is so different.. with all the geographical description, i think i won't be able to finish till tml... IT was amazing imagination!! wooohoo.... perfect for a new movie.. but i can't write it out.. i can only describe it... anyway.. i dream of my grandmother.. and she can drive.. never in my life have i seen my grandma drive.. but then.. wahaha.. she drove la... heh.. maybe she had learnt driving under my granddad's supervision... heh... or maybe it's cheaper to learn driving and insurance is free.. since everyone is dead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-116546848488903428?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116546848488903428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116546848488903428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116546848488903428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116546848488903428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/12/dream.html' title='Dream..'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116524857774045804</id><published>2006-12-05T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T00:09:37.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>redefined...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;The way my relationship with Ken has been redefined. And i don't know what's the new definition... How to treat him the usual way? How to be happy again? How does he expect me to talk to him? When Yes! there are things that he did for me and etc. But it always ended up with " That's the way i like to do things... " It's not that that's wrong. there is nothing wrong. But what's the point of talking? When in the end, it's always that?!&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/7810517-116524857774045804?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116524857774045804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116524857774045804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116524857774045804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116524857774045804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/12/redefined.html' title='redefined...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116515286502429361</id><published>2006-12-03T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T21:34:25.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An audition...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;This tuesday... i have an audition at the NTU School of Communication and Information aka SCI... heh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;It's a short flim as i was informed and that i'm suppose to act as a sweet baby and that it's a sad story named " Suicide Symphony"... Interesting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Anyway... why i would have even gotten tat lobang.. cos... I'm suppose to be an UAN artiste.. but since the day i was with them.. i have never gotten a call from them.. and there was this PC show this year.. i met a friend.. He was someone i know of since secondary school from tuition class whom every girl termed as the handsome guy.. he's tall hunky... cos of the CCA he was in.. good looking and was considered our Mrs Cheng's favourite ba... then.. he approached me during the PC show that i was working at... and actually sort of like " spotted " me... so.. he came up to me... I didn't wait for him to talk to me but instead.. i started talking to him first.. at the time when he first walked towards me.. heh.. i said:" u look familiar" then i realise.. " oh u r jackson.. heh.. from Mrs Cheng's tuition" Surprisingly he remembered me too.. and he know that i'm from UAN.. cos just nice.. he wanted to ask me to join UAN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Now.. long story heh.. and u got nothing out from there... well.. now.. how come i was in UAN... Because i was the hall queen for my hall... and why was i the hall queen.. cos i was so much slimmer 2 years ago.. before the hall camp... and why was i slimmer.. cos i was sick.. and upset during that period of time.. heh... so... thanks to that.. i got the hall queen title.. then again.. apart from that reason.. the more obvious reason is that.. my hall.. girls.. um... u knwo that.. even i can win.. *sigh* not that big an achievement la... okok.. anyway.. me and ken and my mum.. we're on the slimming spree.. heh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;okok... then.. after the queen title.. i was offered the so call contract with UAN where i had to go down one day to have them take my measurements... my booblines... waistline.. which has obviously... increase.... and my weight.. my height.. and blah blah blah... so.... they have my contact.. and i'm going for an audition...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I only hope for them to like my big eyes... though not very very big.. i'll put on some make up on that day... and then.. hope that they will like me... and what else... please do not be too concern with my thighs.. i'll wear long pants that day as well.. and.. way else... hm... i should start picking nice casual clothes for that day... and... hm... should i tell them that i've got brazilian done.. so that perhaps it can increase my chance on getting in?! hm... else.. to let them know that i can endure pain and hardship?!&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/7810517-116515286502429361?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116515286502429361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116515286502429361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116515286502429361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116515286502429361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/12/audition.html' title='An audition...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116502778578649834</id><published>2006-12-02T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T10:49:45.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to go on from here?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Yeah!!! Celebration! it's the end of the exams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Shit! Damn... I have some issues with Ken, but i do not know how to solve it... shan't say everything out, because people who don't know me.. or choose not to or watever will think that there's nothing wrong with the things that he do... and that will choose to think i may be too superficial or etc... Which i certainly don't need that from others...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I just don't know where to carry on from here with Ken... So what if he treats me well? So what if he pampers me.. I can't move on with him if he cannot make me feel that there are dreams and aspiration that we can head towards to together! I can't move on with him, if in the slightly, simplest things that he do i can't feel secure about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ah... please help me... In different aspect of treatment, he is super good to me.. a super good boyfriend who's always there patiently listening to me... He always says he's mesmorise with me.. head over heels and stuffs... So is that why he's always good patiently good to me?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I used to have more faith in relationships... then till after CK, came Ken and i realise that to maintain relationship is very difficult.. especially when u have to learn to be nice... I think my hormones may be fluctuating again to the level of "i love no one and i'm fine with it" again... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Time with Ken wasn't easy and the time when i start being nice to him came crap from him... His personality sometimes make me realise why his ex, zhixian can't feel secure... then again, sometimes i wonder how can one doesn't feel secure with Ken... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;She broke up with him and i thought it's a good choice, since she doesn't feel good with him anymore... I thought relationships that has turned sour is no use having repair... People nowadays don't have that strong enough faith to carry on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I don't have faith.. so the way i treat Ken sometimes sucks.. and i apologise about it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I like the Ken whom i always hold up high.. whom i always thought he's superior.. smarter, more capable and more handsomer....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Then i realise that men... not jsut him.. i'm talking with regards to most men that i've been around with and stuffs.. and these MEn.. or rather almost most men... are terrible creatures! They think they are so damn smart... and so damn capable.. and so damn handsome.. which in due time.. u will then realise that they are not that good afterall.. hm... so sad right.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I want to go away... and that's what i wanted to do since years back... but Ken doesn't think he can.. and wants me to hold it for 10 years! he has the life that he wanna lead.. but so do i.. How do we compromise and how to hold back? Life is very different for us definitely since we are 2 different individuals... we have different views and hence when we want things we want it differently. More so with the different way of upbringing... argh.. Shit!&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/7810517-116502778578649834?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116502778578649834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116502778578649834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116502778578649834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116502778578649834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/12/how-to-go-on-from-here.html' title='How to go on from here?!'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116486574053394673</id><published>2006-11-30T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T13:49:00.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My tarot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My exams is 3 hours away.. and i'm doing this.. wth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/fantastical/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The High Priestess&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Science, Wisdom, Knowledge, Education.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The High Priestess is the card of knowledge, instinctual, supernatural, secret knowledge. She holds scrolls of arcane information that she might, or might not reveal to you. The moon crown on her head as well as the crescent by her foot indicates her willingness to illuminate what you otherwise might not see, reveal the secrets you need to know. The High Priestess is also associated with the moon however and can also indicate change or fluxuation, particularily when it comes to your moods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-116486574053394673?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116486574053394673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116486574053394673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116486574053394673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116486574053394673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-tarot.html' title='My tarot'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116486345892422567</id><published>2006-11-30T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T13:10:58.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in an attempt to get what i want.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I think perhaps.. i sound very heartless.. but i have a strong desiree a big want to be shifted somewhere overseas.. so much so that i'm planning for my 2nd job search to be in some place.. and that.. i'm starting to do research! heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told ken that i wanna do so.. and.. i told him if he doesn't plan to do so.. sooner or later, *perhap* and perhaps.. i may plan to leave him... It is indeed love and something that i want for a life time.. i think... that love for a lifetime thing is more important to me.. who ask me to have in mind that.. no one is indispensible.... since.. years back.. yeah yeah yeah. break up hurts.. and they hurt.. they did hurt and they will still hurt.. but that kinda life that i want is so luring.. and so tempting... i won't be surprise that i will be relocated in years to come.. and i know i can't make it happen.. it's just not me.. but then.. if that task is entrusted to someone like ken.. he'll get it done... so i can't wait to have him agree with me! haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show u some stuffs that i do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/inanattempt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this website!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://biz.yahoo.com/special/pf112806_article1.html&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/7810517-116486345892422567?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116486345892422567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116486345892422567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116486345892422567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116486345892422567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/11/in-attempt-to-get-what-i-want.html' title='in an attempt to get what i want.'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116472253921266506</id><published>2006-11-28T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T22:02:20.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-----</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I must say.. Ken is a superb man.... He is so wonderful.. that whichever girl.. i dislike.. *zap* off his phone list... Well, not that he's really doing it for me.. but he is doing it for me.. and himself.. cos.. he can't be bothered who's in who's not in the list.. or rather.. for some people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;This girl which he zapped off.. a JC friend of mine... she was in the same class as him last semester.. u know.. in uni.. everybody takes messed up modules.. hence... during last sem.. my much more handsome Ken (then was the much much prettier elena too!) was taking some general electives.. and that.. he got to know some girls.. out of which... 3/4 of them were my JC and sec sch classmates...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And then.. 1 month ago, when i was in NUS waiting for Ken. This same girl.. walked pass me, she asked what i'm doing there.. and i said: "waiting for Ken." And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:!#%^&amp;*%$#@#$%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;!#%^&amp;amp;*%$#@#$%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;^, she can point to me the exact direction that Ken is working in.. all thanks to bloody ken who often like to send mass emailing and smsing to people.. going like this" Yo, how are u doing? I'm***** and... what about u?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;WTF.. he seriously got big problem in my opinion... or at least.. the least he can do is to scan and filter off.. some contacts... like... u know... men=low frequency, women=high frequency(since high f stuffs irritate people) or u can classify in other ways..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Pass them through the passive low pass filter!!!! heh.. my electronics geek stuff from today's exam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ok.. lame!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Oh.. to make clear.. it's obvious that that girl is interested in him.. else. i'm too paranoid.. cos she has TTTTTTTOOOOOOOOOO much free time... She can remind him when it's time to watch apprentice... and that chang jiang show on wed n thurs!!!! shit right.... who will do that. i don't even do that for my much BLINDLY and STUPIDLY loved ck... F*** right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sometimes i feeel so fortunate... Unlike my other girlfriends and last time.. when i have to deal with other girl issue that concern my bf... Ken makes me feel so secure... AND STRESS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;the more number he deleted from his phonebook.. the more wide my eyes become... bearing in mind that someday he will delete all my numbers away... Anyway, i just feel he should be more open in my business.. *irregardless of how i should feel about his business* because.. when he controls too much.. i'll do what i did to JJ and CK in the past.. to do things behind their back.. just so as to prevent quarreling... u know.. those who knows me know la... but those who don't know.. don't mistaken me... i just went out with people.. and clubbing with gf and stuffs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I wonder where does all the love in Ken came from... He dotes on me like a princess.. wah... He gives in to everything... or almost anything that i want.. that i demand.. that i asked for.. wth....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ken pays for some of my online shopping.. which is quite a few hundred bucks... hm.. anyway... Ken is broke... and i feel i'm the cause of it.. though not really.. he doesn't stop spending when i ask him to... So.. now how?! how to feel secure with this man.. spending like nobody's business.. alamak!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I had a dream.. that Ken was out with some friend.. and i called him... and he gave me all the details of who's late for how many minutes.. a litltle freaky.. then again... i'm glad... it's Ken... he's a handsome boyfriend... and a nice one too...&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/7810517-116472253921266506?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116472253921266506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116472253921266506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116472253921266506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116472253921266506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='-----'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116462722144840756</id><published>2006-11-27T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T19:33:41.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emotions fluctuation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I believe this should be for all too.. that emotions fluctuates.. it's just that our emotions fluctuate in different manner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for mine.. i feel so much more vulnerable 1-2 weeks after menstrating.. heh... and after that.. i feel like a super women.. no need man are all.. and i think that's the best time for me to break up.. cos.. i won't be that sad..This is the period when i find fault in my man... hm.. wth.. bad habit.. not really a habit.. but the emotions is just like that.. what to do... woman lor!&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/7810517-116462722144840756?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116462722144840756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116462722144840756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116462722144840756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116462722144840756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/11/emotions-fluctuation.html' title='emotions fluctuation...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116453946103048263</id><published>2006-11-26T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T19:11:01.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>issue on my mind...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;number 1: I am so fat.. i'll get stucked soon!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;number 2: I need to study now!!! i have 2 more paper to go!! and they are FaRking difficult paper to do!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Number 3: I wanna do lasik!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Number 4: I want more money!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Number 5: I want ken to have more cash too!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Number 6: I should be studying!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Number 7: i did so much online shopping that.. i should not shop for the next 3/4 months!!! shit! x'mas is coming!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Number 8: Ken is becoming a monster.. he's started to show the signs of being very possessive.. TMD.. i'm dead.. either.. i'll have no life.. else.. i will break free for my own life... shit! I'm only 21!! He a tmd great bf.. to me.. but.. i'm starting to feel afraid!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7810517-116453946103048263?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116453946103048263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116453946103048263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116453946103048263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116453946103048263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/11/issue-on-my-mind.html' title='issue on my mind...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116445783286631748</id><published>2006-11-25T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T20:30:32.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of K800i</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm proud to present to you---&gt; The POWER of my Sony Ericsson K800i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00366Medium.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The function---&gt; paranoma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/DSC00395Medium.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my phone to the core.. Nokia phone seriously never ever interest me anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2 best phone are Sony Ericsson! Superb... now wiht the cybershoot phone i have.. girls.. no need to say no camera when I'm around.. as long as my phone is there!! It's enuff!!!! yeah!!!&lt;br /&gt;3.2 Megapix!&lt;br /&gt;Effects: Negative, frosted glass, frame, Sephia&lt;br /&gt;Add: Text, frames, slipart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flash, red eye reduction, no flash&lt;br /&gt;Macro mode, infinity!!!&lt;br /&gt;Best pic, still shot, sports, auto, landscape, portrait, beach/snow, twilight landscape, twilight potrait!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!! K800i perfect... so good that everyone should own it!!&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/7810517-116445783286631748?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116445783286631748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116445783286631748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116445783286631748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116445783286631748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/11/power-of-k800i.html' title='The power of K800i'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116411528679854668</id><published>2006-11-21T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T21:21:26.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why like that?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;if quek read this.. she will definitely say.. "Aiyo.. why like that?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today unhappy over something again.. why? why everytime also must be like that.. i don't think i can ever remember any instances when i can have 3 days of peace with Ken... It seems like every few days we must have some issues... Why? why like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing wrong with him wanting his freedom... but this time round.. he wants to smoke.. then again.. nothing wrong with smokin.. i don't clasify people who smokes as idiots.. i don't think smoking means there's anything bad about this person.. except that it'll hard his health.. i think it's ok to smoke... i mean... ok.. as in for personality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i just don't want Ken to smoke... and because i know i have sufficient grounds and reasons for me to not want his to even smoke.. not even taste the cigarette or.. to even just smoke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to his colleague.. who ask him for smoking break every single day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for your info... i feel terrible when this happens because the first time ken has ever smoked in his life.. was when he was with me.. in May... when he went eski bar... So... am i at fault now?! i do feel i am.. though we are all adults.. and we should all respect each other's decisions and stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can say that i'm not as open or watever.. but... he claims that i'm too restrictive.. then aagin.. no one has ever tested my limits till like that before.. not only in this matter.. but in a lot of other things that he did... no one yearn for this sort of freedom like he does.. i've never seen someone like him before.. and somehow.. many kinda shit that i can't stand in the very beginning.. i'm already accepting them now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learn to accept many things that he do.. all in the name of love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do i not love him enough? Do i love him in the wrong way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad has been smoking all his life.. and whether my mum say anything about it.. i don't know.. i have absolutely no ifea.. but my mother is the kind who gives people a lot of choices.. freedom of choice.... that's why i can choose almost anything i want... then again.. i doubt she has never ssid anything about my dad smoking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i first got to know ken.. and knowing about his family.. i got to know that his dad used to smoke.. and has quitted... and that he did said something about not wanting to smoke.. and will not smoke.. because his dad tried so hard to quit smoking for the family... I never thought ken will smoke.. not that he's an addict now.. but i find that the mentality of thinking that he like to smoke.. and he likes to smoke once in a while is somewhat weird.. and i think wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday he smoked.. and because the previous time he smoked.. i had a big reaction over it.. and gave him cold shower for one whole day... so.. when i questioned him.. if he did smoke.. he denied... only until.. i am really insistant that he did smoke.. then he admitted to that... then today.. when he came near me.. i smelt the smoke again.... (all thanks to I2R for giving him a smoking buddy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because yesterday we came to the agreement that it's ok to do it once in a while... i had bad feelings.. and i had the intuition that he will do it more often.. it's like.. when u do something... and people ok.. agree.. and forgive to it.. the more often u will do it.. it's the same as once bitten twice shy that kinda thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sort of expected it... so.. today when he told me about it.. i wasn't pissed off anymore.. but why is it that i have to guess it right?!!! why is it that i have to get it right.. that it will be even so much more frequently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for this that he did.. i don't wanna talk to him at all.. i don't even feel like it.. because whatever i say.. anything i say will not matter anymore.. he will still smoke... all the time.. and as i can imply and many can assume.. he smokes at least 3/4 times a week.. when he's talking to that colleague of his...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear.. if it's in the public.. and people are smoking.. and he do the same.. i won't show him any temper.. but i don't understand why is it that.. he wants to do it.. when he said he won't!!!! he told me.. yesterday that people change.. belief change.. and thoughts change.. so?! what is he trying to tell me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he love me.. but this kinda words that u say to me.. hurt me... and wil leave a scar in me... i don't know when to listen.. when to believe anymore.. because u pursue freedom of choice.. and freedom of expression... i can't help but wonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will u scream and shout at me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i'm hard to handle and i can't accept things that easily.. when will be the next time u will lie to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the next thing u will lie about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to trust u? for u are such a changable person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the real u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The issue is no longer about smoking... but about me and u... I don't mean to bring everything in... but this is what u are trying to tell me... about u... about your freedom of choice.. about how u wanna live ur life... About how i should never question u... about what i'm expected to do when i'm with u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... how?&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/7810517-116411528679854668?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116411528679854668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116411528679854668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116411528679854668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116411528679854668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-like-that.html' title='why like that?!'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116408071956959662</id><published>2006-11-21T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T11:46:53.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>interesting chat btw moomoo n vin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/crapchat1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/crapchat2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/crapchat3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/crapchat4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-116408071956959662?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116408071956959662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116408071956959662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116408071956959662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116408071956959662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/11/interesting-chat-btw-moomoo-n-vin.html' title='interesting chat btw moomoo n vin...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116394585970235373</id><published>2006-11-19T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T22:17:39.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ken = Monster, if i marry him, my child= DEVIL!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Yest, Ken and i had quite abig commotion which started from nothing in fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I was ridiculous to make some remarks.. and i have to apologise for those crap that i gave him... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;But he was heartless.. i thought to myself that when he said all those things despite the headache i have was really overboard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;The headache i had made me feel like crashing my head and banging it to the wall. The headache i got due to his ignorance, which i may have brought it upon myself was so bad... i hated him so much and i thought i never wanted this guy as my boyfriend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I always have headahe.. since 3+ years back... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I had a headache which was so bad.. that i felt my head was exploding... Not the usual headache... I do have headache sometimes. But never once in my life i had a headache that was killing me.. this is the worst headache i've ever had in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Even though i had a bad headache.. he continue4 lecturing me.. thinking that he was super right... But since noon, i didn't really want to talk to him... cos today just like women.. he is having his 'mood swing'.. He wasn't in the mood to talk nicely.. to be nice to me.. so today all content was him.. and all himself... There may be things which i wanted to say but i wil keep it within myself.. as today he's just too self-centered.. nothing matters to him but only hismself.. perhaps it's because his patience is reached and threshold.. BUt i'm no that a stupid women.. so i know that today is not the day to talk......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Anyway.. he lectured me.. telling me.. how i tested his patience.. and how overboard i am.. knowing that this is not the right time to talk... i SHUT up.. and said nothing.... My head was bursting.. and he sat right beside me, not understanding that this is not the right time to say anything to me.. as it's too terrible for me... not emotionally.. but physically, i'm unwell, i was nausea.. and just feeling awful..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I feel the blood rushing to my head. As though all blood consolidate in the brain. No one wouild understand how bad this kinda headache is... Only CK can... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I hated ken so badly, and badly in me.. i hope for CK to be around... just for the functional purpose to help me get rid of the headache. He alwayts know how to get rid of it.. afterall, we once got together because of headache..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after the incident in a chat that Ken and i had, he also had the thought of calling CK, cos he knows that he is good at it.. the headache.. but refuse to do so for man's ego.. if he had did that.. i'd have love him more.. hm.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;But after telling Ken about the bad headache i had... hI told him i don't need a hug after allk these shit... but just a persistant head masssage.. An di believe that this is the longest head massage he has ever given me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Finally.. the night ended with him massaging my head.. for me to fall asleep.. and then he slept on the floor... *kinda sweet*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Some afterthoughts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Ken is a monster..&lt;/span&gt; that's what i've been telling him today.. the whole day... That i'd never expect him to sit there stationary.. and not do anything.. to help.. but tell me that he can be emotionless too.. at times.. though not all the time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I was shocked.. stunned.. i understnad that people have temper too.. but not that someone obviously is unwell.... anyway.. it's over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I have trouble typing the whole thing out.. as ithe emotions for that incident had long been used up.. and i can't write essay for nuts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Ken has beemn dropping hair recently.. so.. he said..&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; " Next time.. u better make sure our childern had hair!!"&lt;/span&gt; I said: "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; i think it's more impt to make sure that our childern is not a devil!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Ken is nice when his frustration is used up.. he'll talk to me nicely.. and be nice.. But i've never cried so hard and have such a bad headache before.. i doin't know if this is good.. that i have a great boyfriend who bothers to pamper and admit mistake.. and give me shit once in a while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Will post up somethin he did for me.. which is very nice.. in another entry.. together with some photos.. yeap yeap.. it's time to put in some photos.. again.. my blog is super shor tof photo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Just to put this down.. as a reminder.. so that i have no choice.. but to post!! haha...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;*to remind myself: to post an entry to dinner at original SIN!!!!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7810517-116394585970235373?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116394585970235373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116394585970235373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116394585970235373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116394585970235373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/11/ken-monster-if-i-marry-him-my-child.html' title='Ken = Monster, if i marry him, my child= DEVIL!!!'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116351584617599250</id><published>2006-11-14T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:50:46.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so fat.. i will soon get stuck..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have been stationarily rooted to my seat.. since sunday... studying.. or rather.. i should call that MUGGGIN.. sounds more studious...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wahahhaha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ntohing much have happened.. but as i told quek the other day... i realise how stupid CK is... he's lousy.. and she has decided that never will her children be called CK... for some reasons which i did mentioned in my earlier blog..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These few days.. i've come up with some conclusion:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alvin is also a nice guy.. who do nice things to girls..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CK is a stupid idiot...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Love can make a girl who hate smoking smokes 2nd hand all the time..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Men MUST wait for break up liao.. then will come 'sar ka'... applicable to 2 gf..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; my cousin feels bored.. and need me to update my blog...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; my life is no longer that interesting.. because it has stabilise...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I'm not that stupid afterall.. just not htat smart...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; christmas is coming.. and presents will burn the pocket.. and it hurts super much esp.. when i start to earn my own $$$.. then i have to use my own $$ to but present.. last time.. take $ that time.. heart doesn't ache that much leh..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ken can sleep the whole weekend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm liking ken more... and the more i like him.. the more i can accept him...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nowadays... accompanying learning aid for text books are DVD! no more VCD! and it's interactive!!! super leh..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My arse is growing fatter.. this is more about biomaterials..*esplain when i'm free&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whenever ken sleeps on the bed... the matteress get very "jiao" cos. he very many inertia.. then hard to move.. when he moves.. he pull the matteress... and then... his big body crumples everything!! wth... hate it la...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have been using  KNS too often...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;had been a long time since i feel so connected with a GF-QUEK... last time i think was in JC... then no more....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somethings tat i wanna do after the exams.. let me list them down.. so that it'll deter me from NOT NOT doing it..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eat lesser&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meet denise-she's still one of the best sia... sometimes people have bf.. then they forget about it.. but she WON'T.. but then hard to say leh.. her bf not in Singapore la.. wahahha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read the whole  of ABRSM book 1 and 2... prepare for grade 6 theory&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do specimen paper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pack the rm at hm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ask spencer, pius, kenneth, linus for meal.. they are the best bunch of meal students... that 2 pairs of brothers are interesting like hell.. so cute.. the younger ones.. and the older ones are so nice people.. nice guys sia....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;plan timetable for next semester&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;get all BIE peoples email address.. will be organising outings for BIE during IA sem! cos i love all the people like victor, alvin, shun, yuanfeng, yukai, lawrence and blah blah blah blah.. girls.. the indonesian girls.. they are the nicest people...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;move hm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;contact micheal heng, patrick, terence goh for meet up to talk about future prospect...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to think of other things to do... and write them down the next blog...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okok.. i think that's all for now...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i need to think of how to make more $$ in smarter way.. and what i can do to improve my life....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm hoping to go east timor.. for some voluntary work..... i hope it's successful...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm also hoping to go for cruise.... yeah!! some holiday.. this is a busy busy semester!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah.. i think have to get back to books.. lai.. exams lai..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i must stay motivated and study hard!!!!!! that's what i need to do!!!! sia....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-116351584617599250?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116351584617599250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116351584617599250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116351584617599250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116351584617599250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-fat-i-will-soon-get-stuck.html' title='so fat.. i will soon get stuck..'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116218238234032467</id><published>2006-10-30T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T12:26:22.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ken Soh got beaten up by me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I was so angry.. i don't even know if i should call that emotion as being angry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;nvm.. he picked up a girl on the train, with the simple topic of a thumb drive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;WTF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I mean.. he's this kind.. i don't believe that people should never ever change.. but rather change at the appropriate time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;And it's natural and only right.. i feel, in my point of view.. that for a guy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;after u have a girlfriend.. u should stop talking to stranger GIRL... and that u should not be exchanging numbers and watever all so often.. or perhaps.. not even do it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;It's not about right or wrong.. not about values.. but something that one should ought to do in order to show sincerity and love.. or watever crap isn't it so?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;And for a girl, not to go around flirting and giving away numbers.. or never to approach stranger man to initiate a chat.. i mean.. really strangers... co-workers and friend's friend's.. acquaintance in some socail gatherings and stuff. i can understand.. but not some girl who approach u on the internet or some girl who is holding on to a thumb drive! KEN THAT BUGGER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;yeah yeah yeah.. he picked me up.. but he was single.. i maybe even desperate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Doing such a thing now, that he's with me...wth... telling me that i'm of no value..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;and that i'm so bloody busy.. he has to chat up with other people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;he gives reasons that he does not differentiate friends... so.. it doesn't matter if it's a guy or a girl.. who the hell cares.. if u have a bf or u have a gf, u jolly well..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BEHAVE! yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;.. watch ur actions!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;bloody hell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i was so *don't know what kinda feeling * that i just hit him anyhow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;pain?! i don'tknow.. but u should know that my strength is not that small lla... hor... get it?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;3 shit on 3 weekend.. how to carry on?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;He claimed that he didn't know that it'll hurt so much.. now that he knows.. he won't do it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I know he has no ill intention, but the actions is not forgivable.. because he doesn't behave.. and... hey hey.. tel u pepps something he said.. got me so fumed up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;he said:" i'm sorry, i didn't mean to hurt u with my actions.. though they have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO ILL INTENTION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;who the hell does this kinda apology with an * behind telling u that i'm apologising so that can make u feel better.. but i'm not in the wrong.. cos i didn't know... What a bf i have... gosh!&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/7810517-116218238234032467?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116218238234032467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116218238234032467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116218238234032467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116218238234032467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/10/ken-soh-got-beaten-up-by-me.html' title='Ken Soh got beaten up by me...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116168857413667849</id><published>2006-10-24T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T19:19:08.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last thing i need...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Who doesn't know that u have no flaws?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;*please stop breathing!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Which of u being so egoistic can still know deep inside u that u have flaws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;*please stop breathing!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Great... all men knows that they have flaws...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;So do i!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;So.. last thing i'll ever need is for someone to put a crown on me and tell me that i'm a princess and then later tell me how sucky i am!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I hate it when bad things happen... so much so.. that for things that i do.. i often take precaution. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;For the 1st 6 months that i was with Ken, we been through a lot!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;SOOOoooo much!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;many shitty stuffs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;But for many of those times, i know i'll treat him like shit.. so.. when he wants to come to NTU, i told him no! When he wants to do things for me... i said NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And i even initiated a break up... as i know my heart cannot entirely be with him... but he said.. he know.. and he wanted to continue... cos... he likes me.. and he has faith that i'll treat him as nice as i treat CK one day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;SO... now.. i'm pissed... not because i am being blamed for treating him bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;WEll, i admit and i know that i was a lousy gf... But... just as i'm treating him nice.. he do things that upsets me.. then give me the reason that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;everything has its lag time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; When i question why didn't he do sucky thing to me.. when i treated him bad.. Why is it that now that i'm treating him better that he upsets me?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And his reason for him doing things that upset me.. is because i have no time for him. And that i used to upset him so much that he's unknowingly doing things which upsets me... I can understand that i do upset him... But it doesn't give him a reason to do things to upset me... Not when what i can infere from what is says is that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*in future: " u r too busy for me?! that's why i need to find company with other people/affair... Think about it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;If he's gonna keep using what i did to him for the 1st 6 months against me.. i can jolly well be a slave to him... And then perhaps i can make use of how now that we are both in love yet he's doing stuff to make me upset as a reason for all shit that i can throw to him! And i will say..." Well, i doni't practise lag time!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I hate it when i'm blamed for something that he promise on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I hate it when i'm blamed for something i take precaution about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I hate it when i'm pampered and coax like a princess.. then tell me how sucky i am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;If u really love me... don't injure me like this... tell me my faults...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;My friend all tell me my faults.. they don't hurt me like that!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And who doesn't know that he/she has faults?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;tell me?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;JS said: "Show me someone without flaws, and i'll show you the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I feel so hurt... 3rd time... in such a short time. I see what kinda shit i can get from him... What can i do next?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;The greatest hurt comes when " u make me fly! then u took away my wings! "&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/7810517-116168857413667849?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116168857413667849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116168857413667849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116168857413667849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116168857413667849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/10/last-thing-i-need.html' title='last thing i need...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116162236061369592</id><published>2006-10-24T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T00:52:40.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my hair's wet..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;My hairs wet.. so i decide to tell you what happen over the weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say that i'm so unfilial... argh.. Friday's my mum's birthday...And i spent the night... quarreling with Ken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... let me tell you what ken did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First as u all know that Ken was communicating with this girl... And today, i mean friday, Ken took one step further...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He met up with her... *i know her name but i'm not gonna say it... Cos it'll pissed me off!* Anyway, He met up with her, and played game and had dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i called him, he picked up the phone and told me to meet him at the foodcourt. So i went, and i saw her there. * i was hoping that it's not her and some other friend instead* But wala.. it's her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't do anything.. but said: " ken, i mean what i said!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pursued and urgh.. so sucky to say all these things out... wth....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. i was angry.. disappointed.. and upset... urgh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i'm fine le... Ken, please don't upset me again!!! please....&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/7810517-116162236061369592?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116162236061369592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116162236061369592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116162236061369592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116162236061369592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-hairs-wet.html' title='my hair&apos;s wet..'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116099327534535007</id><published>2006-10-16T17:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T18:07:55.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woohoo...a tribute to CK...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;well.. have u ever wonder why is CK called CK?! or why some words end with CK.. that is so.. we can easily recognise a person's character or... fins adjectives to describe a person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example... Fuck U C K...&lt;br /&gt;and... also Stupid U C K...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are works to describe or watever.... haven't u even realise?!&lt;br /&gt;Well, ask me then.. i'm on person knowleable in this field.. because i have contactd with to many people call CK...&lt;br /&gt;first, my ex... C K... he suck big time...&lt;br /&gt;Then... my driving instructor Tan C K...&lt;br /&gt;tthen my lecturer, K.. CK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a wonder why all these CK sucks.. till i unreveal the mystery...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. these are the contents which make me wanna pay a tribute to him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. my ex doesn't even dare tell his Cassandra that he always like to contact this girl call Elena who happens to be his ex. He dare not tell his Cassandra that i'm right beside him when i am... pushing the question again and again.. just like in the past... unlucky little petite little air stewardess... Fern.. if u happen to see Cassandra... let her know how she's kept in the dark.. and tell her that there are much better guys out there for her *just kidding.. we shouldn't mind bizness too much*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah... CK is a big mouth who tells people about my stuffs... tell my stuffs to his friends. . whom his friend told me about htat... and i swear.. to minimise any contact with him ever... cos he suck too much!?! wth... like a girl.. go bitching about... *we can be pardon if we are girl, women, ladies... but him.. no!!!! cos he always like to be a man.. a very very egoistic man....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, why did he scold me childish?! because i once asked him how much does Cassandra earn a month, so he asked me why i asked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i said... i can't get my aspiratoin of being an air stewardess.. so i aim to earn more than an air-stewardess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he said.. i bo liao?! well, in life, we always work hard. And if u can't be something, to make urself feel better of course u work in a different way to be better than what u initially wanted but can't get... right?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... wth...&lt;br /&gt;um.. well, here goes... the bright blue one belongs to him.. the other one--me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/conversatoin1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contd:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/conversation2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contd(last one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/conversatoin3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... He's a loser i feel.. no more feelings attached to this idiot.. i promise!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;*disclaimer: don't mean to offend anyone else who's initial is CK, so my apologies... unless u deserved to be called a bastard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-116099327534535007?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116099327534535007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116099327534535007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116099327534535007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116099327534535007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/10/woohooa-tribute-to-ck.html' title='woohoo...a tribute to CK...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116090127505634082</id><published>2006-10-15T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T16:34:35.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another shit from ken...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i was talking to him last night.. and was like.. throwing things out.. to make him feel bad and awful and blah blah blah... i told him that i called CK to tell him stuffs...well, i didn't only call him.. but many other people as well... shunz... talked to thip, orange... so. CK was just someone else to talk to.. and i took the opportunity to scold him.. telling him tha ti dont' wanna be nice to Ken.. just in case he takes me for granted... like how HE USED TO DO!!! i was so pissed off.. i wanted to even call Zhixian... ahah.. shit... so that we can bitch and bad-mouth about ken together! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;He said that "i don't even contact my ex".... --with GREAT confidence and pride!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Then... at 1.30pm. Zhixian called him... and he only picked up the phone call... and said"it's ok.. nothing already!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;then i was puzzled.. so i asked.. who's that.. and he said "Zhixian"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;WTF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;dont' tell me this kinda crap with so much confidence.. just to let me know that u did even call her! POT CALLING THE KETTLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;tamade! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Say so much about me... contacting my ex... then u call only Zhixian.. wtf... it feels like Zhixian can understnad and know u so well that u call no one else but her! I fucking kill him!&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/7810517-116090127505634082?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116090127505634082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116090127505634082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116090127505634082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116090127505634082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/10/another-shit-from-ken.html' title='another shit from ken...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116090084716436569</id><published>2006-10-15T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T16:27:27.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid Ken Soh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;He tried to explain and justify.. which is useless.. all me.. and my friends and my gf... all thinks that that's not justifiable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;He finally came to apology... but... wasn't really forgiven...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;He said that he didn't do anything out of the way or put in more effort to get things done for that girl... but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i told him that it's not about what she did... but rather... what u did as a man.. who willingly reciprocated...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;That suck.. she's young... and it feels like some hum sup lao beh beh.. trying ot be nice to some young girl......wth....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I think it's even better if that girl is 23/24.. there's actually more reasons for him to make a friend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i know.. there should not be any limits and boundaries and blah blah blah...... but then.. this only shows how easily u can make a friend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;His age of making friend the way he did was long over... and that now he has a gf... he has no right to go around flirting and making friends just like that.. Just like when i started getting serious.. i do not go online and start being friends with people... i stop all those contact i have online... See...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I told him that it is normal to make friends online.. but not when u have a gf or bf.... how will the other party feel?! right?! and it certainly feels sucky that it was the time when we really did get together. and as though the relationship was in adequate.... sucky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810517-116090084716436569?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116090084716436569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116090084716436569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116090084716436569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116090084716436569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/10/stupid-ken-soh.html' title='stupid Ken Soh'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116084586404662037</id><published>2006-10-15T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T01:11:04.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after talking to orange...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;After talking to orange.. i decided to give ken another chance....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Only to find greater dissapointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I was outside his door, his slippers were gone. I called his bro, as i saw that his room's light were off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;his bro:" my brother is sleeping"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;me:" can u open the door for me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;He opened the door, everyone was looking at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I walked in, went into his room and tada... bed was empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;He can even lie... "Great job!" i msged Ken.&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/7810517-116084586404662037?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116084586404662037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116084586404662037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116084586404662037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116084586404662037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/10/after-talking-to-orange.html' title='after talking to orange...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116082501291538570</id><published>2006-10-14T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T19:23:32.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank u QUEK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ah quek is so nice... such a darling... she stated that i have my darling KEn with me.. but i doubt so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;read the older blog... "in memory... Ken"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;This is an entry to say thanks to my quek...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Well, that's why i always tell ken that Moocha is the best... and it really is... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I won't be talking to ken so some time.. i haven't talk to hi since i sorta chased him out of the house loast night... I mean.. i can understand if he met up with some girlfriends or even eX, i think it's no big prob... at most i'll throw a little tantrum and then forget it.. with a littel mubble here and there.. but for this matter... I feel utterly disappointed with him!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And i just had a fight on MSN with CK... what the fuck!?! life sucks!?! sat  14th isn't too good for me.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;so again... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;QUEK ROX !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;KEN SUCKS!&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/7810517-116082501291538570?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116082501291538570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116082501291538570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116082501291538570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116082501291538570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/10/thank-u-quek.html' title='thank u QUEK!'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116082190286647469</id><published>2006-10-14T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T18:31:42.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in memory of Ken Soh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I feel so great now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;These few days, i'm just getting started to give in to Ken, love him more and accompany him homr more often then usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Life wasn't good in the past but now it's go great to feel in love with him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Yesterday saw this girl's number in his ph. Well, i didn't check on him, but just that i saw it when he was reading his msgs... And he's nice... always being very frank to me... he told me that this girl whom he got a msg from was a 17 year old girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;He met her on friendster. She was the one who sent him a msg. And then i think she left him her number. That was about 2-3 months ago.*me n ken was really on great terms since only june.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And when i asked if he met her before. He said yes. Once at PS. Wow.... such a great boyfriend i have... he met up with a girl whom approached him online. Well done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm so in love with ken!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FUCK! CHEE BYE!&lt;/em&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/7810517-116082190286647469?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116082190286647469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116082190286647469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116082190286647469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116082190286647469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/10/in-memory-of-ken-soh.html' title='in memory of Ken Soh'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-116012597070331026</id><published>2006-10-06T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T17:12:51.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singaporean r so F* up!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Today... my 2 stupid phone went low batt! tmd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have tuition... and i had  HRM meeting.. it took so long.. got a little fiery... and in the end.. i'm late for my tuition...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Anyway... i was in the MRT taking the NEL home... and wtf.. i'm in the train itself.. and i asked an uncle to lend me the handphone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Well, i mean. it was a little too much that i asked to change the sim card from my handphone into his phone so that i can retrieve a number... but he said that in a ridiculous chinese tone:" huh? how can u not remember the number?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I was like " but it's not my number!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;He was like " Ridiculous.. it's your number and yet you can't remember the number?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I was like... " why would i remember the number?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;In me... i was thinking.. what the hell would i remmebr the number.. i just wanted to call my student's mum to tell her that i'll be late home.. so don't come over so quickly... and... then... dont' wanna lend me phone.. then suah la.. tell me that i'm being stupid to not remmeber the number that i wanna call.. if i can remember... i save the number in my phonebook for what? the fuck? right??!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Stupid uncle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Next came a stupid later.. i dont' know if she's a fillipino maid.. or a mix blood or what ever F*!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And as u know.. my phone low batt.. so i don't hae the humbers to call.. so.. i took out my laptop.. switched it on.. and started looking for the contact list in my laptop... which somehow.. ultimately.. i found it.. so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i decided to ask the lady sitting beside me *the previous uncle got downa t doby gauht* to ask her if she can lend me the handphone... and she said :" who are u wanting to call?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I was like.. am i suppose to explain the situation to u?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;so i said:" i am late for something.. so i need to call to inform!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;she said that in a very politically right way " sorry i can't help!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;can't help then can't help la... she still have to add..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;" If you want i can give u some money to make the phone call at the public phone..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;WTF! dont' lend.. then don't lend la.. no need to lend me money to make phone call la... i that poor meh?! i can even afford to buy a new handphone! but my goodness that was an MRT train!! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Singaporeans are so fucking skeptical... not that i mind that fact and not that i think that it's ridiculous.. but situation is that we are in a train.. we are in a cabin.. where can i run to?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;FUCK!&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/7810517-116012597070331026?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/116012597070331026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=116012597070331026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116012597070331026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/116012597070331026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/10/singaporean-r-so-f-up.html' title='Singaporean r so F* up!!!'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-115940588913988026</id><published>2006-09-28T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T09:11:29.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A tribute to Ken...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm getting more and more techie... haha...&lt;br /&gt;First.. i'm using my laptop... um.. Fujitsu laptop.. super good.. super fast! Wow!!&lt;br /&gt;And i'm using the window vista interface... super cool.. and super nice.. see the pictures.. i can even make it like transparent!!! wow!!! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/screen2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'malso using the 3M Digital Post-it! wonderful!! i have my own memoboard on the desk top!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/screen3-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laptop is running faster.. i use the keyboard more than the mouse now...&lt;br /&gt;Not for typing of course.. but to cruise around the stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/screen1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... a very big thank you to Ken... for my new K800i... wanted to trade in the N70 to Singtel...&lt;br /&gt;But bloody hell.. i can only get $250 cos.. i don't have my original memory card... So.. i went sourcing around.. and finally got a price that is close to 400.. but due to lack of this and lack of that.. i sold it for a final $300.. but i'm satisfied with the price.. since.. i can get to keep the memory card... WOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/k800i-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v395/imelenaLJY/k800i-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K800i! the most perfect phone i have ever had.. nothing can ever be better than this!!!! I can't believe it... I love sony ericsson... It has all the technology.. space.... and great camera feature... i don't ahve to bring out a camera... well.. not that i have one.. but i don't have an extra bulk to carry. and the k800i is so much lighter than my N70! plus.. lighter than the other phone i have.. the N7370.. that swirvel phone... haha... yeap yeap.. i have 2 phones... and my mum is also using the swirvel phone with me. so is ken.. i'm gonna get kent o change phone soon.. change it to K800i too!!! wow!! &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/7810517-115940588913988026?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/115940588913988026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=115940588913988026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/115940588913988026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/115940588913988026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/09/tribute-to-ken.html' title='A tribute to Ken...'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</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-7810517.post-115812036113844352</id><published>2006-09-13T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T12:06:01.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>different phase of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;when you are in different phase of your life with your partner. You think differently, you behave differently, you want different things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I had been sick these few days... Even a normal friend tongkuan called me last night to ask if i'm ok... and had been very willing to help in whatever thing i needed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I went back home on monday.. all cause i'm more willing to do things for ken nowadays... cos i love him more... Sometimes i felt he was being selfish... well, maybe because i always do not give in... so when there is a chance that he can be selfish then he just give it all out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Then came tuesday... i was busy... and was rushing around the whole day... now i'm sicker... i had fever last night... i didn't go to school because i was emotionally unstable as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Why.. because, ken wasn't there when i need him... Not even a simple phone call... He was out with his friend. i don't know which friend. i don't bother to know... i just know that he was having fun.. socialising the was he wanted to... cos i have no time for him anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;What upsets me is... Why is it that whenever my boyfriend is sick... i was always there... even when ken is sick... he was at my place resting... a few weeks back.. and months back when he wasn't even my boyfriend... and he was at my hall.. he was sick.. fever... so hot.. i took care of him the whole night... and i was worried.. had to keep checking on him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Yes... i may not be that sick.. but why is it that whenever i'm sick.. my boyfriend are not with me... it was like that when it was with CK... now... i'm sick... and Ken's not even around...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;To think yesterday, i was worried that his tuition student kept him there and out of concern i called him to se if he's ready to go hm to rest early... He's already with some friends... out.. socialising or meeting up... Not even replying the msgs that i sent... i still thought that he was busy with tuition... Hate this kind when i'm trying to be considerate... then all i know is that he wasn't even busy... he was relaxing away.... I don't know.. i don't like that feeling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm sure he know that feeling better than i do.. having not been reciprocated for more than 4/5 months....in the beginning of the year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm not angry.... i don't normally stay angry for too long... Like what a friend of mine said... i'm diverting the blame all on myself... Now i don't like the way i can't understand that he need to socialise... i don't understand the need for him to be free...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I think i suck sometimes... but... then again... I thought i will be well taken care of... but where's ken? when i needed him? I don't normally need a guy... but where's he when i needed him..&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/7810517-115812036113844352?l=aurona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/feeds/115812036113844352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7810517&amp;postID=115812036113844352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/115812036113844352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810517/posts/default/115812036113844352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aurona.blogspot.com/2006/09/different-phase-of-life.html' title='different phase of life'/><author><name>~AuRo`Na~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08450542492206613458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
