<?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-7016508383669294928</id><updated>2011-09-24T22:44:33.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xuanie's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016508383669294928.post-6181137247111949890</id><published>2011-09-24T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T22:44:33.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>never wanted something so much in my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-6181137247111949890?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/6181137247111949890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=6181137247111949890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/6181137247111949890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/6181137247111949890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2011/09/never-wanted-something-so-much-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-3679511586281581931</id><published>2010-05-15T03:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T03:05:33.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Raising a child is just like brushing your teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You brush your teeth because you want to keep it clean. If you brush too hard, you'll hurt yourself but if you brush too softly, it won't be clean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-3679511586281581931?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/3679511586281581931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=3679511586281581931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/3679511586281581931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/3679511586281581931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2010/05/raising-child-is-just-like-brushing.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-53892364269903767</id><published>2010-02-01T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:50:07.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't 'Fireman-carry' me.&lt;br /&gt;you can drag me if you want.&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-53892364269903767?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/53892364269903767/comments/default' 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type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;School is taking a toll on me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-6848809796157022658?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/6848809796157022658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=6848809796157022658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/6848809796157022658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/6848809796157022658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2010/01/school-is-taking-toll-on-me.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-3999493194935276901</id><published>2009-06-28T03:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T03:51:46.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you lonesome tonight?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;Are you lonesome tonight?&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;someone said that the world's a stage&lt;br /&gt;and each must play a part.&lt;br /&gt;fate had me playing in love with You as my sweet heart.&lt;br /&gt;Act one was when we met&lt;br /&gt;i loved You at first glance&lt;br /&gt;You read your lines so cleverly and never missed a cue.&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/7016508383669294928-3999493194935276901?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/3999493194935276901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=3999493194935276901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/3999493194935276901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/3999493194935276901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2009/06/are-you-lonesome-tonight.html' title='Are you lonesome tonight?'/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-3707410567653908969</id><published>2009-06-28T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T01:25:04.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dun wan you to tell me or reprimand me when i do something wrong cos if i do something wrong, i would know that i m wrong. i just need you to stand by me and tell me everything will be alright.. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-3707410567653908969?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/3707410567653908969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=3707410567653908969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/3707410567653908969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/3707410567653908969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dun-wan-you-to-tell-me-or-reprimand.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-581695540023491553</id><published>2009-05-21T02:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T03:29:21.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gelatine in Gummies</title><content type='html'>Here's something interesting and erm, scary to share with you. Alright, i always know that gummy candies have gelatine in them, as in it is used as one of the ingredients. I got to know that when my sec school friend who is in a particular religion told me one day that she cannot take gummy candies that are not permitted by their religion. I never know exactly what gelatine is until recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a supermarket with rongster to source for candies and chocolates and then i got 3 packs of the gummy candy that audrey recommended. As i was bored i went to check on the ingredients. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Ingredients: ... Gelatine (Bovine Source)... "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being curious, i went to search on what is Bovine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Bovine: Specialized connected with cows: eg, a bovine virus " (Cambridge Dictionaries Online)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in other words, bovine source refers to beef. This afternoon i went to N**C to take a walk and i am very shocked to see so many sweets that i've been eating since young containing beef in them. My favourite blackcurrent Frui*ips, the usual gummies in small packaging and many more... I cant eat them anymore. Oh, and even my all-time-favourite, the riben* gummies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening when i came back home, i went to research on what exactly gelatine is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" noun [U]&lt;br /&gt;a clear substance, often sold in the form of a powder, made from animal bones and used especially to make jelly " (Cambridge Dictionaries Online)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" noun &lt;br /&gt;a nearly transparent, faintly yellow, odorless, and almost tasteless glutinous substance obtained by boiling in water the ligaments, bones, skin, etc., of animals, and forming the basis of jellies, glues, and the like. " (Dictionary.com)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson for today: Think twice before eating gummy candies! But it's only fair that i say, do check the ingredients list to double confirm. Yes, im gonna be anti-gummy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-581695540023491553?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/581695540023491553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=581695540023491553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/581695540023491553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/581695540023491553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2009/05/gelatine-in-gummies.html' title='Gelatine in Gummies'/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-4506486715822430974</id><published>2009-05-08T22:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:54:54.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I lost track of time, thinking that it is Monday, i hurried to the tv to switch it on wanting to catch Michelle's wedding. Oh, isn't it nice being an actress? You can get the fame you want and all the sponsers are queueing up for you and not the other way round. I know it's not easy though. But what's easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, the talk of the town, the capture of Mas Selamat. Ama was peeved when she heard the news last night 2+ am. She said her retirement money is gone (the reward for the ex-wanted man). Okay, this is just a joke, no offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;6 May 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for "stress" relieving session with rongster and i spent quite a few bucks on my loot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i got home that day, around 6+ pm, i had a shock of my life. When i was climbing up the stairs, i saw smoke from outside my window and a little chao ta smell. Thinking that something must be burning downstairs, i looked down to check but to my HORROR, the smoke was coming out from my toilet window! I was like "SHIT. MY HOUSE IS ON FIRE!" I was so panicky i dunno whether to remove my slippers, moving back and forth, i threw them sideways. IT WAS SO BAD. I then ran to the kitchen to realise that Ama did not turn off the stove. The pot was all BLACK and smoke was gushing out like ... OMG! Yep, that's the expression. Without thinking i ran to turn off the fire and being the stupid me doing it without thinking that the knob might be hot. But lucky it wasn't la. Haha. Lucky it's just the chicken that was burnt. Can you imagine how my heartbeat tripled?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-4506486715822430974?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/4506486715822430974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=4506486715822430974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/4506486715822430974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/4506486715822430974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-lost-track-of-time-thinking-that-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-1761320321310593473</id><published>2009-05-04T04:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T04:23:31.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Xuanie wants to be pretty!!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-1761320321310593473?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/1761320321310593473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=1761320321310593473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/1761320321310593473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/1761320321310593473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2009/05/xuanie-wants-to-be-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-7921344695106753610</id><published>2009-05-04T03:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T04:00:32.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can you believe it? It's already May! OMG, time is moving so fast like it's competing in a race. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i caught the movie "Knowing" over the weekend and i think it is really great. The movie made me realise that we should treasure every moment we have now. I mean, i know that everybody would know this but it's time we spend some time thinking about what we are doing and how we can make it better. Why spend time brooding over your troubles when you know you are wasting your time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, today's a great day. Dub bought me a pair of sunglasses that i so LOVE. Thank you Dubster! I spent so much time in front of the mirror just to check myself with the sunglasses on. Hahahaha [any normal being would do that]. And because of my ears which are not levelled, Dub's gonna bring me to get the sunglasses fixed. We ended the day with our steamboat dinner at home with my parents and yaya. [: Happy Ending!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backtrack to Saturday, while we were on our way to the carpark in Orchard, we met this @*(^%#*^( driver of Mercedes **6688*. He is such an irritating ass, he's driving on the road like his mum bought that stretch of road. Although he may be able to afford that but what comes around goes around man. You better not be so yayapapaya. KARMA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-7921344695106753610?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/7921344695106753610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=7921344695106753610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/7921344695106753610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/7921344695106753610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2009/05/can-you-believe-it-its-already-may-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-5845596265796896693</id><published>2009-04-30T03:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T04:03:07.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and i am so troubled.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My troubles are piling like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you not learn to appreciate how lucky you are?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;If only i can wake u.. but i know i cant.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, to the staff of eyepop in terminal 3. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;BISCUIT IS PRONOUNCED AS "BIS-KIT" AND NOT "BAS-KET" u basket.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-5845596265796896693?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/5845596265796896693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=5845596265796896693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/5845596265796896693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/5845596265796896693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-i-am-so-troubled.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-4382002656569889492</id><published>2009-04-06T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:25:46.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;wishing marcus and xuanie a supercalifragilisticexpialidocious 1st anniversary.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Dubby, &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-4382002656569889492?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/4382002656569889492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=4382002656569889492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/4382002656569889492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/4382002656569889492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2009/04/wishing-marcus-and-xuanie.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-4783261026638787662</id><published>2009-04-05T16:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T16:27:57.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt so hopeless? &lt;br /&gt;Standing in front of your love ones seeing them being taken away while they kept crying for help but there's nothing you can do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P squeakies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-4783261026638787662?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/4783261026638787662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=4783261026638787662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/4783261026638787662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/4783261026638787662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2009/04/have-you-ever-felt-so-hopeless-standing.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-2924643892180936490</id><published>2009-04-04T02:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T02:28:13.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=orange&gt;I think we should learn to count our blessing..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-2924643892180936490?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/2924643892180936490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=2924643892180936490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/2924643892180936490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/2924643892180936490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-think-we-should-learn-to-count-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-1171283702155395937</id><published>2009-04-03T02:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T03:04:39.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have no idea why im here, but im just here, when i have a test tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so excited bout the 6th.&lt;br /&gt;Will we be able to celebrate the next 70 yrs of "6s" together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i wake up from a long nap i'll feel something amiss.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't like that feeling. ]:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-1171283702155395937?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/1171283702155395937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=1171283702155395937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/1171283702155395937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/1171283702155395937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-no-idea-why-im-here-but-im-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-9166914265651151427</id><published>2008-11-28T03:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T04:02:43.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a very fruitful day for xuanie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall begin with how boring my life is right now and how im rotting away at home. I usually sleep at 3, 4 plus AM surfing facebook [I have a whooping 460 pending requests] and sometimes i will just stare at the screen blankly. I always wanted to blog but because there's so much to blog i have no idea where to start so i dropped the idea. Recently, i've been going nuts about bomberman and im gonna continue till i complete the stages. And so, I wake up around 3 plus PM and then start to rot. Yeap just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, 27 November, met dubby for lunch [a good start] and then went to renew the season parking for my mum. Afterwhich, i travelled to town for my doctor appointment that costed me a 300 bucks damage. Actually planned to meet Chel straight after appointment but i was a lil early, so i went home. Was helping downstairs when i saw my neighbour's cat [the fiercest cat around the neighbourhood] playing with something and that something is trying to escape. and then i realise it's a lil bird. *Grr, so angry. wanted to chase that cat, nini, away but she is known for her "pounding onto ur leg and then biting u" stunt, so i got Ama to help. Manage to save that lil birdie and i brought it up my place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/95/04/3954059/1_649959338l.jpg" border="0" width=350 height=250/&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lil birdie exhausted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil birdie was really tired cos i heard from my dad that he saw lotsa people gathering around nini in the morning so he assumed that nini had been playing with it since morning. It fell asleep and then jumped to a lil corner to rest. I then left home after that cos i was late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Chel for shopping and then i got this lovely shoe that i always wanted. But i doubt i will have much chance to wear cos it is EXTREMELY high. Yeap, women are like that. hehe. buy for the sake of buying, or rather keeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, now the most exciting part. While helping downstairs, around 11+ PM, this auntie came to us and then she borrowed a hammer from my mum. We have 2 so my mum actually asked her to choose which hammer she wanted to get. Auntie told my dad that there's a few boys [kinda young - O Level] who dropped their key to the bicycle and they need help to unlock the lock. So being nice, she took 2 hammers away. Auntie helped the group of boys to knock the lock and then suddenly, police came and the boys started running. So yeap, the group of boys were trying to steal the bicycle. Poor auntie had such a fright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She brought the police to my mum and then the police asked my mum to sign some papers cos they need to confiscate the hammers until after the court hearing. Mum was explaining to the police that Auntie was just being nice and not some accomplish. I saw Auntie very scared that she looked real pale. Poor thing. But luckily enough, Auntie was fine and the 4 boys were brought up the police van, handcuffed. If i were their parents i will surely cry. ]: hope everything will turn out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty before i go to bed, lil birdie recovered and flew away! [according to Ama]&lt;br /&gt;nites. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-9166914265651151427?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/9166914265651151427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=9166914265651151427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/9166914265651151427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/9166914265651151427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-is-very-fruitful-day-for-xuanie-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-2540225597597167672</id><published>2008-10-04T15:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T15:51:24.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was doing one of my essay and while doing some research, i came across this picture which is so disturbing. GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My essay's about Confucius and one of Confucius priority as you guys should know is Filial Piety which is really right. But it totally changed my mind when i saw this. Although it's true that humanity is important as well and this shouldnt be happening but it is a statue in Haw Par Villa. hmm.. disturbing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.boingboing.net/2008/01/31/filial-piety-letting.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see the picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-2540225597597167672?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/2540225597597167672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=2540225597597167672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/2540225597597167672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/2540225597597167672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-was-doing-one-of-my-essay-and-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-6750245026651342237</id><published>2008-09-04T01:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T01:53:07.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Introduction&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi darlings! Im blogging right here in my hall in this cold cold night. haha~ My blog's gonna be messy. be careful dun trip! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shokudo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep! I went to Shokudo twice last month itself and i love it there so much. I think that the ambience is great as it portrays a busy market place with lots of people moving around. And Oh yes i got &lt;u&gt;scolded&lt;/u&gt; for not looking where im going. ):&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alright, if you are to visit that place, a must-try include the Fried Tofu as well as the salmon sashimi. I promise you'll love it as much as i do. The Fried Tofu is a lil salty though and there's this gluey texture when u eat it but it will be "OMG-You-dint-try?!" if you miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fireworks&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, not forgetting the fireworks festival. The first was on a friday and i met rongrong in school before that. We were supposed to meet the girlies but we were so extremely late. We da bao-ed Subway and then rushed there. On the way on the MRT we were 3g-ing Chel and haha both of us were like talking so loudly and that rongrong was screaming. I saw so many heads turning and looking at us, i remember i was really pai seh but who cares. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And because the fireworks were so gorgeous, i returned back on Sat with Monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sat w Monster&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going to catch the fireworks i went to Monster's place. I remember it was drizzling and then i got quite moody cos i was kinda wet. And then after lunch i helped dye his hair. I had so much fun! hoho. but sad to say the result was bad cos there's not much difference before and after. ): My effort all wasted. ): So extremely disappointed. ):&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After all the fun we set off for fireworks. I love the fact the we rode there cos we dun have to queue behind the cars to get a parking space. We just cut cut cut and we got in. hoho~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Flu&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It attacked me last week and turned my voice so sexy. I bet it must be due to the weather. One thing i hate bout flu is when you get the kick to sneeze and then when you are ready it just went back, leaving ur nose so itchy u just wan to use a knife to cut it down. I always ended up tearing so badly because it is so itchy! Arghz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Waffling&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for waffling on Tuesday at Suntec City. I went there all the way from my hall which is like soooooooooooooo far and then i came all the way back. The waffle's really great you know. We should go waffling more often! Well, if time permits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Conclusion&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, i know this is getting long. I'll end here folks. Love ya all! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-6750245026651342237?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/6750245026651342237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=6750245026651342237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/6750245026651342237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/6750245026651342237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2008/09/shokudo-yep-i-went-to-shokudo-twice.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-4112244509279059371</id><published>2008-08-17T17:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T18:05:06.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updates! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With great thanks to monster for lending me his CR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i've settled down in school already. My hall's all done up, smelling so great, and im getting used to NIE although i still get lost sometimes. it's just that i really dread going up the stairs to my room. it's really horrible cos it's really high. and i've counted the number of steps from the bus stop to my room. it adds up to a total of 101 steps and mind you, it's really steep. so by the time i reach the outside of my room im (or should i say all of us r) panting like dogs. haha. my room is almost equivalent to the highest storey of the hdb at the opp side. but the great thing bout it is, it's really windy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh crap, im getting sleepy. *yawns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will blog again. (:&lt;br /&gt;love ya all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-4112244509279059371?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/4112244509279059371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=4112244509279059371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/4112244509279059371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/4112244509279059371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2008/08/updates-with-great-thanks-to-monster.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-5857018087828875516</id><published>2008-08-03T15:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T15:42:29.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>xuanie is so troubled. i've got lots of things to do and i dunno where i should start. i need 2 sets of everything, shampoo, soap, facial, makeup, pillow, blanket, toothbrush...... gosh, the list wun end. i need to visit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;IKEA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four piece mirror&lt;br /&gt;artificial flower + snartig vase&lt;br /&gt;saxan bath towel&lt;br /&gt;knoppa fitted sheet&lt;br /&gt;fyrklover quilt cover + pillowcases&lt;br /&gt;signe rug&lt;br /&gt;habol box with lid&lt;br /&gt;mysa gras quilt&lt;br /&gt;gosa slan pillow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Daiso&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wet cloth w stick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Carrefour&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feather pillow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chinatown&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;air freshener&lt;br /&gt;shampoo + condi&lt;br /&gt;body soap&lt;br /&gt;toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;John Little&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lingerie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, that's all for now. hmm but i must mention that it's really nice to know that so many people are willing to help me with the shifting. lucky xuanie (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-5857018087828875516?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/5857018087828875516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=5857018087828875516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/5857018087828875516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/5857018087828875516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2008/08/xuanie-is-so-troubled.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-7482250446991290792</id><published>2008-08-02T04:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T04:38:40.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>updates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;school&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im officially a student in NIE! Yep, and i got a place in Hall 4 and will be shifting in real soon. it will be a brand new beginning for me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the subject briefing recently and then i was so interested in music, so i actually went for the music audition. and once again i have to thank rongrong for being there for me throughout the audition. but anyway, rongrong picked "mariage D'amour" for me to play for the professors (i will post the song if i have e chance) and well, the audition went really well and i got a place. but eventually i decided to opt out of it and appeal to get into english instead(for many reasons). just hope that i will not regret my decision!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's gonna start like in a few days time and im really excited bout it. oh, that reminds me, i have to check my timetable. im getting really slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will update alot after i shift into hall! =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-7482250446991290792?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/7482250446991290792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=7482250446991290792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/7482250446991290792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/7482250446991290792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2008/08/updates-school-im-officially-student-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-1347996793260322075</id><published>2008-07-27T03:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T04:24:53.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grabbed this from Horror-u-know-who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt; * i'll die crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you can have a dream to come true, what dream would it be?&lt;br /&gt; * right now it would be that my guy can understand me inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What will your dream wedding be like?&lt;br /&gt; * as long as it is w a guy who truly loves me, everything else doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you confused as to what lies ahead of you?&lt;br /&gt; * very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Whats your ideal lover like?&lt;br /&gt; * understanding, not too straight-forward (i hate words that pierce right thru my heart), sweet, romantic, loving, also one who takes the initiative in everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed? Loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt; * being loved by someone. i think it's a torture loving someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt; * well, it depends. feelings fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt; * i'd cry my eyes out and learn to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?&lt;br /&gt; * numbers aint enough to count&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Is being tagged fun?&lt;br /&gt; * nice to know that someone thinks about u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How do you see yourself in 10 yrs’ time?&lt;br /&gt; * married without kids i guess. my house should have 2 dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who are currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt; * family, frens, my guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. How do you find the person who tagged you?&lt;br /&gt; * check out my frenster pics =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you rather be rich and single or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt; * neither&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What's the first thing you do every morning?&lt;br /&gt; * curse. i dun like to wake up from my slps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt; * already done so. but im withdrawing a lil. cos it's too painful when u receive lil returns. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you fall in love with 2 persons simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt; * this had happened to me umpteen times. i would and had picked the one who loves me more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What type of frens do you like?&lt;br /&gt; * someone who listens and loves me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. what type of frens do you dislike?&lt;br /&gt; * i hate people who talk without thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If you have to choose between love and friendship, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt; * this would never happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tagged:&lt;br /&gt;chel&lt;br /&gt;just&lt;br /&gt;chin liat&lt;br /&gt;yihui&lt;br /&gt;jas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-1347996793260322075?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/1347996793260322075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=1347996793260322075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/1347996793260322075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/1347996793260322075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2008/07/grabbed-this-from-horror-u-know-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-8319687473072552862</id><published>2008-06-11T12:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T12:49:41.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went for NIE's qualifying maths test yesterday. i all along tot it would be held at MOE but it's only the night before that i found out it is at NTU there. soo far. but well, it was my first time there and how should i put it... i think the environment there is great, so peaceful kind of feeling.. kinda interested in getting a hostal there. yep. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's 2 qn for you guys to try out. Tell me the answer on my tagboard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) If all flips are flops and some flops are flaps, which of the following is always true?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) Some flips must be flaps&lt;br /&gt;(b) All flops are flaps&lt;br /&gt;(c) Some flaps must be flips&lt;br /&gt;(d) All flops are flips&lt;br /&gt;(e) None of the above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) The last digit of the solution to the question 1 X 2 X 3 ... 98 X 99 X 100 is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;(a) 1&lt;br /&gt;(b) 2&lt;br /&gt;(c) 3&lt;br /&gt;(d) 4&lt;br /&gt;(e) None of the above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calculators are not allowed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-8319687473072552862?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/8319687473072552862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=8319687473072552862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/8319687473072552862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/8319687473072552862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2008/06/went-for-nies-qualifying-maths-test.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-5555539791427029317</id><published>2008-06-11T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T00:59:22.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="pink"&gt;Benji is right. einaux is someone who needs alot of attention. i love a guy who can stick to me twenty-four seven. it's not irritating but i simply love it because he is doing it out of love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, it's not easy for me to adapt when i used to have that treatment. it's difficult but im trying so hard. im afraid of loneliness. very. very. very.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-5555539791427029317?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/5555539791427029317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=5555539791427029317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/5555539791427029317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/5555539791427029317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2008/06/benji-is-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-3612102955724118869</id><published>2008-05-31T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T19:54:54.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BIG thanks to Ama, Charlie, Chel babe [incident], Chin Liat [gege], Chinyi, Clare [yaya], Clarence [budz], David [koh], Deborah, Hui Hui, Hui Ling, Hwee Kiat [ah tau], Jasmine, Jia Wen, Joe, Joseph [sephie], Julian, Justina babe, Katherine [shi fu], Kelly, Kelvin [da ge], Lan Nee babe, Lydia, Ming En, Monster, Pak Mun, Parames, Raymond [daddy], Rissa, Rongrong babe, Sabrina, Shirley, Sindy, Xue Min for wishing me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you cant find your name here, it's time to do some reflection! MUAAHAAHA! kidding, lurve ya all! *HuggGgggGggggiessSSSSS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-3612102955724118869?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/3612102955724118869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=3612102955724118869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/3612102955724118869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/3612102955724118869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2008/05/big-thanks-to-ama-charlie-chel-babe.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-8452904124495741872</id><published>2008-05-20T15:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T15:48:13.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="pink"&gt;IM STRUGGLING w AMATHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so stress that the test is just a few days away but i m still slacking. gotta buck up! thanks all whom lent me their books. really appreciate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i recall that evening when i planned to meet Chel at Marina Square.. it was horrible. I got up the bus and then i realised that i left my phone in the office! panic. i did not tell Chel where exactly we were gonna meet. so i saw this guy beside me, he looks kinda kind-hearted kind so i borrowed this phone to get help to pick up my phone. he looked really worried just like i would swallow his lil phone. it is so damn ps i promise, *Gulp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached ms after that, kept praying that i will meet Chel on the way or something. i walked round and round, went to lotsa toilets to check for public phone. i was feeling really desperate and tired. wanted to cry le! so poor thing. so i approached this woman just outside Esprit. she looked really worried as well just like i would run away with her phone. so i typed Chel's number "811" and she suddenly SNATCHED the phone back. I HAD A FRIGHT. good gracious! her eyes gonna pop out already "Are you gonna call overseas???" i can feel the heat at my face area (should be blushing like nobody's business) and ............ grr.. it was really horrible. you know what does this teach you? never approach a lady if you wanna borrow a phone or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to visit IKEA and giant-sized Giant at tampines on Monday. That place was huge man. and the best part? we had the oh-my-gosh ice-cream and the wow-wow hotdog and the first-time-try de curry puff. that's the thing bout IKEA, you've never really been there if you didnt take their oh-so-delicious snacks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather these few days. cmi. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2oo52oo8&lt;br /&gt;1545&lt;br /&gt;9 days. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-8452904124495741872?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/8452904124495741872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=8452904124495741872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/8452904124495741872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/8452904124495741872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-struggling-w-amaths.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-8206570272361287496</id><published>2008-05-11T01:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T02:14:05.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish i wish i wish i'd remain 19 and never grow old.. Im gonna reach the digit 2x le. isnt it scary. gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nie. recently received a letter from nie saying that im offered a place there. was so happy that i screamed when i read that letter. hoho. but m still feeling really troubled cos im so afraid of taking it up. almost everyone discourage me to do so (yes i will abuse the lil kids, i will hit their heads against the wall and i will throw them down - SICK) because it's kinda stressful. but well, what's not stressful? the feeling of contentment will be so cool and it will be so nice to work w lil kids. so practically i already decided to take up until i heard from rong that she received the letter as well. i was over the moon! someone's gonna go w me. but she's still not sure of it yet cos study = 4 yrs and bond = 4 yrs which is = to 8 years. by the time we will be 28 years young. so if she's not going for it i will think through it again ba. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met monster for breakfast today at kfc habourfront(only a few kfcs have breakfast) and it's seriously not bad. the maple syrup was funny because he jumped when he tried to open it(HAHA). anyway, monster was looking for a soft toy to hang on his bike and so we went to look around and we managed to find something really cute - a voodoo soft toy. when we went to pay at the cashier, i had a good laugh. it was shown on the "screen" when the sales person scanned the toy "Voodoo Doll with Sucker". so that's it, the lil life ruined. its name now is "Voodoo w Sucker". haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i199.photobucket.com/albums/aa251/xuanie3005/DSC00059-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Voodoo w Sucker"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to attend a wedding dinner at orchard parade hotel after that. the bride is really really pretty, she's a air stewardess ler. *envy but anyway, the food's great and they served orh nee for dessert. i purposely took my time to eat so that i can have extra after everyone left. in the end i had 2 bowls of it. *woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i199.photobucket.com/albums/aa251/xuanie3005/Photo0178.jpg" border="0" alt="xuanie and chinyi"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;einaux&lt;br /&gt;11o52oo8&lt;br /&gt;0147&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-8206570272361287496?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/8206570272361287496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=8206570272361287496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/8206570272361287496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/8206570272361287496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-wish-i-wish-i-wish-id-remain-19-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-8648470836585983114</id><published>2008-04-29T15:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T16:37:29.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="pink"&gt;Hi all! im here to update again. And oh yes i am feeling sleepy in office AGAIN so just wanna keep myself awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was great yea babes + a half dude? It will be so nice if we can meet up like that next time. Was feeling really sad when we are gonna part cos we only spent a few hours with each other leh.. so sad. Maybe we can meet up on Saturday some day and we can spend the whole i mean WHOLE day together. yeapie! my ideal outing is still to go to chel's house to spend the day there. Dont u guys miss the delivery and the lil spiders running around? hahhahahaa =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a really nice day. w monster around mondays will never be blue! &lt;br /&gt;Was brought to Pasir Ris park yesterday where we had dinner at a restaurant by the beach. It was dark and i love the ambience. i simply love it so much w the soothing and oh-so-nice music. just felt like i was in a dream so practically the whole dinner i was keeping really quiet while listening to his lil stories. hoho. A pity i do not have any camera w me. will take some pictures next time. :) after dinner monster dropped me at Tampines MRT and i reached home kinda late. got a scolding of cos. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh i still feel like im in a dream. u are simply too good to be true. i wouldnt wan anyone to wake me up though. but even if i have to wake up one day, just want you to know it's alright cos you already did so much it's enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xuanie&lt;br /&gt;29/o4/2oo8&lt;br /&gt;1611&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-8648470836585983114?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/8648470836585983114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=8648470836585983114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/8648470836585983114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/8648470836585983114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2008/04/hi-all-im-here-to-update-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-8790398708997925068</id><published>2008-04-11T12:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T12:58:14.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks for all the messages babes. Really love ya all alot. So sorry that i cant make it today cos i will be having a meeting. =( I will think of u babes today as well, just like Rongrong. Hoho~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When are we gonna stay over at Chel's house eh. It will be so fun and im looking forward to it. I wanna go jacuzzi and steam bath and then use the body scrub and body butter. Wooo~ delicious. Thanks for helping me to pay the SMU fee babe! and all the advise that u gave me! I love u sooo much, owe u lunch okie. hehe =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to you, i know u will be reading this.. Im really sorry for all that i've done. I dun mean to hurt you.. I know this period will be tough but i hope u can just bear with it. Thanks for everything you've done for me i really appreciate it alot. But im really sorry that i chose to let go.. Just hope that u will take care of yourself..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-8790398708997925068?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/8790398708997925068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=8790398708997925068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/8790398708997925068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/8790398708997925068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2008/04/thanks-for-all-messages-babes.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-1301613812763347443</id><published>2008-03-25T16:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T16:58:48.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="pink"&gt;i really hate departs.. y must this be part and parcel of life.. y do we even have to be around in the first place.. Sighs, just really hope that everything can just remain or even i wouldnt mind just staying in the past and then just let the time stop there. The working environment is always harsh and challenging and anytime u will get back stabbed. I have yet to experience this but i know in the future it would happen. So i just hope that the time will just pause here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember reading just's blog and when i saw the msg she wrote to me, i cried. I miss all those time that we spend together i really do.. And when i met up with Chel, Rong and nee. I was really happy. Thanks all for leaving footsteps in my life, all the lil lil thing that you did will be remembered. Love ya all babes and dudes. *Hugs =)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-1301613812763347443?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/1301613812763347443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=1301613812763347443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/1301613812763347443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/1301613812763347443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-really-hate-departs.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-6237139759397997866</id><published>2008-03-23T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T01:02:43.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>dun talk bad abt mi in my tags....i got spot check one hor..haha...Times xuan is back......haha.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-6237139759397997866?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/6237139759397997866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=6237139759397997866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/6237139759397997866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/6237139759397997866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-9182707415863442699</id><published>2007-11-23T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T21:27:41.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here i am again! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last wednesday was IT security awareness day. and cos we have to attend the event, we had 3 hours break. there was this career and further education fair on at the convention centre so we went to take a look and then we went to taka to have lunch. guess what we had? TORI Q + donuts. Yummy! went back to school by the extremely long journey bus after that. i won a prize for the BINGO game during the event. haha. lucky me and chel too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;("v")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the loreal warehouse sale @ singapore expo earlier today with Chel and grabbed so many many things. but before payments, we looked thru our stuff and took out so many things [to cut cost]. haha. after that went to vivo to send my sis off. she's going to phuket. *envy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-9182707415863442699?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/9182707415863442699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=9182707415863442699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/9182707415863442699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/9182707415863442699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2007/11/here-i-am-again-last-wednesday-was-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-3347354075642924388</id><published>2007-11-18T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T12:09:31.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="pink"&gt;hi all, im updating this blog again. :D was really lazy and busy so i dint get to update. gotta issue a 'rebirth for the time being' cert. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; went for chitty chitty bang bang yesterday at esplanade. half of the time i was trying to figure what they were saying. Too slang le and the ang moh sitting beside me kept laughing and i kept wondering what he was laughing at. haha. the production's not bad, very amazed at the way they made the "car" fly, it was very stable and looks really cute. Oh by the way, i only realized at the show that chitty chitty bang bang is the name of the "car". chitty chitty is the engine sound and the bang bang is made by the "car". lols. the souvenirs sold there was very expensive so we dint get any. i love the song "chitty chitty bang bang chitty chitty bang bang chitty chitty bang bang we love you" haha. it's very catchy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be going for family photoshoot later and im so excited! gonna go grab some dresses with my mum and sis later so we can look really nice for the photoshoot. i want to bring gigi along but my mum dun allow! will ask her again later. i know gigi bites but we just have to control her abit? sians....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, n my grandma birthday is coming up soon. can't wait to go back to m'sia to celebrate and most importantly enjoy the great food there! will be leaving sg on december 1st which is (come on's) birthday. not sure whether my dad will let him tag along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a bad news before i end, my house maid will be leaving us soon.... :(&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-3347354075642924388?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/3347354075642924388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=3347354075642924388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/3347354075642924388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/3347354075642924388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2007/11/hi-all-im-updating-this-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-2857640881334607441</id><published>2007-10-13T18:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T18:58:48.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is another boring Saturday so here i am updating this blog again.. went to city plaza again yesterday and as usual went for smelly toufu.. it wasnt as good as last week's so im kinda disappointed.. =( &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i am so bored now and i couldnt think of anything more to write.. so bored so bored so bored so bored so bored so bored so bored..... =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-2857640881334607441?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/2857640881334607441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=2857640881334607441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/2857640881334607441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/2857640881334607441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-is-another-boring-saturday-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-8906954542621410611</id><published>2007-10-09T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T20:19:55.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="pink"&gt;just had a very sweet dream.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i was back in my secondary school days. oh man, how much i miss those days. m no longer in contact with some of my closet friends and some of my closest friends became just friends. it's a pity. remember discussing this issue with my darlings, and what they say were right. y do we have to keep changing set of friends? y do we have to always go to a new environment? it's because of new friends' existance that we shifted apart. y do reality have to be set this way? *sighs..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;how i wish i could turn back time. and i promise i will cherish those moments more than i did. i don't want to grow up. can somebody help?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-8906954542621410611?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/8906954542621410611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=8906954542621410611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/8906954542621410611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/8906954542621410611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-had-very-sweet-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-8084976760370506075</id><published>2007-10-08T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T01:10:11.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="white"&gt;went to St James ph's flea market in the evening. So many things there, and it was all very messy. it wasnt as crowded as the one at Zouk last year though so i like it much more here. fancied lots of cute accessories and sweet dresses but i dint really ask more about them cos my sis is kinda bored there so practically we rushed through everything. but well, i managed to get a top for only 8 bucks. a zara outer and mango inner. lols! it was a STEAL! love it so much but im just worried that it will be a lil' loose for me. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;oh, and i must say, always get your shopping mates to go to a flea market with you so you can spend more time there and dig for more treasures. haha. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;went to shop at Vivo after that and as usual, visited Pet Safari. i love the goldie, the pomeranian, the perkingese, the shih tzu, everything! i love dogs! =) but i love fatty the most. hehe. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table width=100% border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i199.photobucket.com/albums/aa251/xuanie3005/DSC00078.jpg" border="0" alt="Fatty"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;font size=-3&gt;this is fatty at labrador park.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-8084976760370506075?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/8084976760370506075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=8084976760370506075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/8084976760370506075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/8084976760370506075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2007/10/went-to-st-james-phs-flea-market-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-9120943899772218596</id><published>2007-10-07T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T13:07:15.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="pink" align=center&gt;attended a very sweet couple's wedding dinner at Habourfront yesterday. brought back lots of memories. can't help it but started thinking how will life be like in the future. ten years down the road and it will be our turn. but i still keep to my believe that "forever" doesn't exist. =/&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so since forever doesn't exist, do cherish every moment with your love ones around... cause you cant have it back once you lose it..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-9120943899772218596?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/9120943899772218596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=9120943899772218596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/9120943899772218596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/9120943899772218596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2007/10/attended-very-sweet-couples-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7016508383669294928.post-5944915918051468677</id><published>2007-10-06T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T20:49:21.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping at City Plaza</title><content type='html'>&lt;font align=center&gt;Went to shop at City Plaza with Chel and Just yesterday. It was extrememly tiring to walk around and i promise you will get lost if it's the first time you are going there. Haha. :D The shops there are mostly selling their products in bulks so practically all the shops there are in a mess.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After that, we went for Smelly Tou Fu! Oh, that's the best part of the day. It is my favourite by the way, and i had so much fun eating it. But Chel was(is) afraid of it. Lols.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table width=100% border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i199.photobucket.com/albums/aa251/xuanie3005/Image008.jpg" border="0" alt="Smelly"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Poor Justina said that her nose bled on her way home. That is so scary. =/&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7016508383669294928-5944915918051468677?l=xuani3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/feeds/5944915918051468677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7016508383669294928&amp;postID=5944915918051468677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/5944915918051468677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7016508383669294928/posts/default/5944915918051468677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xuani3.blogspot.com/2007/10/testing.html' title='Shopping at City Plaza'/><author><name>Xuanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
